At My Door
Chapter Eighteen- Rainy Saturdays
Shelby woke early the next morning, it was a Saturday, nothing had to be done. Morgan was still sick, and Scott didn't have work. She saw on the windowsill, staring through the raindrops at the crowded city below.
" Hey" Scott's voice startled her, he sat down next to her.
She looked outside again, " hi".
He sat opposite of her, making it easy to see her facial expressions, " is everything okay?".
Shelby answered with a , " no".
Scott sighed, " well, we've been sharing secrets and problems since we were sixteen, is there a reason we have to stop now?".
" Yes" she muttered, " this one could lead to a serious fight".
" That sounds bad".
There was no better time than the present, she couldn't hide it for much longer, " I'm pregnant".
Scott paused, " I know".
Shelby looked up, " what? How could you possibly know? God, I can't believe Daisy did this!".
" Morgan, actually. When I went to tuck her in last night, she asked what it meant, I took a guess".
She glanced down at her knees, " oh".
" Why would this lead to a fight?" Scott asked.
" I'm two months, the day of conception is the day I was rapped, and we were together earlier that morning. Scott, I don't know if you're the father" he could tell it took a lot out of her, but she still continued, wanting to get it all out in one shot, " there's a test, the doctor said she could so it for paternity before the baby's born, but, I-I don't know".
There was a long moment of silence before Scott could say anything, " what do you want to do?".
Shelby fought back tear drops in her eyes, " I don't think it's worth the risk of it not being ours" it only meant one thing, " I think I should have an abortion".
Disagreeing would make her hurt more, but agreeing meant her life could take another path, like starting over.
" Alright".
A/N- Remember, just because something is said, doesn't mean it's true
Chapter Eighteen- Rainy Saturdays
Shelby woke early the next morning, it was a Saturday, nothing had to be done. Morgan was still sick, and Scott didn't have work. She saw on the windowsill, staring through the raindrops at the crowded city below.
" Hey" Scott's voice startled her, he sat down next to her.
She looked outside again, " hi".
He sat opposite of her, making it easy to see her facial expressions, " is everything okay?".
Shelby answered with a , " no".
Scott sighed, " well, we've been sharing secrets and problems since we were sixteen, is there a reason we have to stop now?".
" Yes" she muttered, " this one could lead to a serious fight".
" That sounds bad".
There was no better time than the present, she couldn't hide it for much longer, " I'm pregnant".
Scott paused, " I know".
Shelby looked up, " what? How could you possibly know? God, I can't believe Daisy did this!".
" Morgan, actually. When I went to tuck her in last night, she asked what it meant, I took a guess".
She glanced down at her knees, " oh".
" Why would this lead to a fight?" Scott asked.
" I'm two months, the day of conception is the day I was rapped, and we were together earlier that morning. Scott, I don't know if you're the father" he could tell it took a lot out of her, but she still continued, wanting to get it all out in one shot, " there's a test, the doctor said she could so it for paternity before the baby's born, but, I-I don't know".
There was a long moment of silence before Scott could say anything, " what do you want to do?".
Shelby fought back tear drops in her eyes, " I don't think it's worth the risk of it not being ours" it only meant one thing, " I think I should have an abortion".
Disagreeing would make her hurt more, but agreeing meant her life could take another path, like starting over.
" Alright".
A/N- Remember, just because something is said, doesn't mean it's true
