This is the last chapter! I am aiming to finish my story with 100 reviews, that's only 9 more!

BTW Bradin and Michelle are 18 okay

Enjoy and Merry Christmas for a few weeks!

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He looked better now. Michelle sat next to Bradin on his bed, studying his face. A month had past since the most recent incident. She was spending the night at his place, under G rated circumstances.

He looked younger. His hair shined and colour had come back to his face. His eyes looked as alive and sparkling as always. He was only wearing boxer shorts, seeing as it was a hot night and her eyes lingered at the line of them.

"What?" Bradin broke her thoughts.

She shrugged.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked.

She smiled. "Cause you look damn hot," she giggled.

"So do you," he replied, meaning each word.

Soon, as you can expect when two young lovers are in a room alone together, their lips were smashed together and Bradins hands had wandered down from supporting her head to her noticeably swollen stomach.

He noticed.

"Is anything wrong?" he asked her.

She looked like she was going to choke.

"No, I'm fine." She lied badly.

"Alright," he said, not so convinced. "Do you want to get some sleep?"

"Sure."

She tried to fall asleep but she couldn't, as hard as she tried. He would have to find out soon, but after all that had happened she couldn't bring herself to tell him.

She did not want him to have to bear the heavy laden of a child, 18 was to young to be a father. 18 was to young to be a mother.

She bit her lip to stop herself from crying. He could her sob quietly.

"Shell, what is wrong?" She didn't answer him.

"Trust is the most important thing in a relationship, please tell me," he begged. Again she did not reply.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" he asked after a few minutes of failed persuasion.

She nodded slowly.

They crept outside and sat down in the sand. The water was calm and the moon cast soft light over everything. She relaxed a little.

"Now, would you like to tell me what is wrong?" Bradin said again.

She pointed to her stomach. He looked confused.

"Haven't you been paying any attention to what is going on around you for the last month and a bit" she shouted at him, standing and running off.

"Wait, Michelle!" he called, jumping up and jogging after her. It didn't take him long to catch her.

"I'm sorry baby, I have been so caught up in myself I haven't listened to anyone. I'm an idiot," he apologised, trying to make eye contact.

"Think about it," she said to him. After a few seconds a look of worry came to his face.

"Brae, I'm pregnant," she cried, falling into his arms. He held her, trying to keep a straight face himself. There were so many questions swimming in his head.

"I won't kill my baby," she mumbled into his left ear.

"I understand," he said in as soothing a voice as he could manage. "Does anyone else know?"

She shook her head.

Bradin took a deep breath in and stood up straight. "So, we're going to be parents."

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The end (of the first story)! Sorry it was a bit short, I'm just kind of showing you where they stand. Anything I can add to make it the best story I can?

Not such a happy ending but someday hopefully it will be.

Originally I said I would start a sequel for this story but im not getting anywhere with it. If u really want a sequel I'll think about it.

Thankyou so much to everyone who has reviewed throughout this fic. LOVE YA!

A special thanks to Sonali, faithful from the beginning and Bardie (GrEaT mInDs ThInK aLiKe!)

So long, and thanks for all the fish (reviews)

Lots of Love and a Merry Merry Christmas, may it be snowy and cold, or hot and dry (damn the drought), (beaches are good though).

MsMcCartney

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