[A/N: Oh my God! I got so many reviews asking me to write about this that, despite Andrew's persistence on his stupid idea (that I probably wasn't going to use anyway, sorry Andrew) I had to write it. I hope you guys like it. I hope I do it justice.]
Chapter 2*Three months later*
"Ephram… I have to tell you something."
I was sitting on my bed doing my math homework. I hate it when girls say that. Nothing good ever comes after that. It was that and "we have to talk." If you hear either of those, you know it's not something good they want to tell you.
"I think we need to talk."
Oh shit.
"Okay… what is it?"
"Well, something happened."
"Something? What kind of something?"
"Something involving us." Madison seemed worried and shaken up. It had to bad to shake her up. It was hard to worry her.
"Madi, what's wrong…"
And then Madison started to cry. This had to be absolutely horrible to make her cry. What on earth could be going on? I got up a walked over next to her.
"Madi…" I wrapped my arms around her waist. She put her head on my shoulder.
"I can't do this."
"Can't do what?" I was trying so hard not freak out.
"I can't tell you. You're going freak. You're going hate me."
"I could never hate you. What's wrong? You're not acting like yourself." I kissed her gently, wiping away her tears.
"I'm… I'm… I'm pregnant…" She said in between sobs.
That defiantly wasn't something I was expecting.
"Wow. What… how… when… wow…" What the hell did I just say? Was that even English?
"That was sort of my reaction too," she said with a laugh. That was a good sign. At least she was laughing.
"What are we going to do?" I asked.
"What do you mean?"
"About my dad. He had a big enough problem with us just being together. What's he going to say about this? Not to mention the fact that neither of us are even remotely ready for something like this. I'm sixteen. I just got my license. I don't even have a job. You're only twenty. And you're employed by my father. I mean seriously. How are we going to be able to do this?"
Madison looked me directly in the eye and smiled. "We'll figure it out."
"That's rather optimistic for someone who was crying about this less than five seconds ago," I said with a smirk. She looked at me and laughed.
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[A/N: I know this is wicked short, and I know it took me forever to get it up, but I have good reasons. I'm in drama club and the show is soon. Not to mention I'm failing both World History and English. But I'm working to fix that. Anyway, I know it took forever, but I go on Christmas break in like two days, so I hope I'll be able to get more out soon. By the way, I had more written, but it was awkward and weird so I figured I'd give you this then put the rest up later, once I've had so time to edit it.]