"She's finally asleep," Ally sighed as she returned to the kitchen where the other three were sitting. "She's at this stage where she needs to hear at least six books before she'll even consider going to sleep."

"I'll give you three tries to guess which parent she gets that from," Austin said to Trish and Dez, proving his point for himself.

Ally rolled her eyes and sat down at the table with the rest of them.

"Well, it is a holiday weekend, who wants a drink? I'll make one for anyone except Ally," Austin smirked.

"I'll take a drink," Dez said.

"Trish, you want one?" Austin asked as he stood up from the table.

Trish's eyes widened slightly before she regained composure and came up with an excuse.

"No thanks, I've gotta work tomorrow," Trish said.

"But tomorrow is Memorial Day," Dez said, cocking his head to the side in confusion.

"I have a conference call with some potential clients in the morning," Trish quickly made up, avoiding eye contact with Ally at all costs. "Don't wanna be hungover for it."

Dez shrugged, but was still skeptical about the truth behind her reasons.

The friends decided to watch a movie, Austin walking into the living room with two drinks in his hands, one for him and one for Dez.

After setting up the movie, Austin pulled Ally into his lap and began to massage her sore back muscles, Ally sighing contently and closing her eyes.

"I'm actually surprised how much better this pregnancy has been than the first one," Ally said.

Trish shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"I have to tell you guys something," Trish said, standing up quickly, grabbing the remote from Dez and pausing the movie.

"Trish-" Ally said tentatively, glancing between the boys nervously.

"What is it, Trish?" Dez interrupted Ally.

"You know how I said I had a conference I had to go to out of town last weekend?" Trish said.

The other three nodded.

"I lied," Trish said. "I was actually in Vegas with Chuck last weekend."

"Okay..." Austin said slowly, clearly confused.

"Why would we care what you and your boyfriend do?" Dez asked, the bitterness evident in his tone.

"Beacaue..." Trish said. "Because we got married while we were there."

"WHAT?!" Austin said loudly, jumping up quickly, Ally toppling off of his lap at his sudden movement and flipping over on the couch.

"Haha, yeah," Dez chuckled, taking another sip of his drink. "That's a good one."

"I'm serious," Trish said firmly.

Dez' face fell.

"WHAT?!" Dez said, jumping to his feet just like Austin. "YOU MARRIED THAT ASSWIPE?!"

"Did you really get married?" Ally asked softly, sounding hurt.

Trish nodded.

"And you didn't even think to tell us?" Ally said, her voice growing louder as she stood up from the couch to stand in between the raging boys. "We're your best friends! Sure, we don't necessarily like Chuck, but that doesn't mean we wouldn't have supported you at your wedding! When we graduated we promised each other that we would all go to each other's weddings, no matter what!"

"Ally-" Trish said, but Ally cut her off.

"Do you remember when we were 7 and we used to draw what we wanted our future wedding dresses to look like? And how we used to talk about what kind of cakes we wanted? And how we would stay up all night talking about meeting twin princes who would sweep us off our feet and marry us then take us off to some far away country where we would be princesses together?

"Do you remember the night my parents divorce got finalized and I came to spend the night at your house? That night we promised each other that we would be each other's maid of honor when we both got married. We PROMISED. That promise got me through one of the hardest times of my life, it meant something to me! I thought it meant something to you too; but apparently it didn't."

"Ally, I didn't have a choice!" Trish said.

"Wait, he FORCED you into this?!" Austin said, his ears turning bright red with anger.

"No!" Trish said quickly as she saw the boys clench their fists. "If anything, I forced him into it."

"But WHY?" Ally said.

"Yeah, why?" Austin said, backing his wife up. "Why now?"

"And why HIM?!" Dez asked angrily. "Of all the men in the ENTIRE WORLD, you pick the one guy who I know for a fact is a terrible human being and has treated not just me, but all of us, like shit for as long as we've known him."

"Why now?" Ally asked. "Why couldn't you have just gotten engaged? Even if your wedding was small, we still could've gone! Why-"

"BECAUSE I'M PREGANNT," Trish said loudly, her eyes locked with Ally's.

The room fell silent, Trish's eyes filled with tears. Austin was the first to speak.

"Trish..." he said softly. "We didn't-"

"Do you know how pissed my parents would be if I told them some random guy they've met like twice knocked me up?" Trish said. "Pretty much the only thing they've ever asked of me as their child was to not get pregnant before I got married, so as far as they will know, I didn't."

"Why..." Dez said softly, his voice breaking. "Why didn't you tell us sooner?"

"Because you guys hate Chuck!" Trish said, tears streaming down her face. "So what if you hated me for having his kid?"

"I could never hate you," Dez whispered, pulling Trish into his arms as she began to sob into his chest.

Austin and Ally exchanged a glance, silently deciding to give them some space.

"Dez, I'm scared," Trish whispered.

"I know you are," Dez said, running his fingers through her curls. "But it's gonna be okay. We're gonna be here for you the whole time, right guys?"

"Yep," Austin smiled softly, wrapping his arm around Ally. "You're stuck with us."

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