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~~~~~~~~~~~~`Sam's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My feet were like bullets from a gun. The only sound I could hear was my sneakers squeaking as I dashed though the halls. I had to find the bathroom! Then to my luck I saw a door with the girls bathroom sign.

I ran in and proceeded to dump the contents of my lunch into the toilet.

Damned morning sickness.

(A/N: Yup! You don't get to see their conversation! I know you all hate me right now, but you will be able to read it… in the last chapter! Evil Laugh)

It had been two weeks since I told Freddie. So I was now about a month pregnant.

I had been throwing up all the time now, but those were the least of my troubles.

I hadn't told my mom yet.

I was afraid she'd beat me to death or kick me out or something.

So I wasn't planning to tell her for a while. But Carly wouldn't stop nagging me about it!

I knew I would have to eventually.

I flushed the toilet and headed back to class.

~~~~~~~~~Freddie's POV after school~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sam and I both decided it would be best if I got a job, so I did (I know it probably wouldn't be that easy… oh well). I got one at Chilibucket, but that wasn't close to enough money. But I had school so I didn't have enough time for two jobs.

I thought about dropping out, but I was too young, so I might wait until I'm 16… but… I just don't really know what to do.

Although as I texted Sam, I decided it was time to tell my mom.

Meet me my aprtmnt, in 5

?

just do it, plz.

The fact that she didn't reply made me suspect she was on her way.

I opened the door to the sound of her knocks.

"Mom!" I yelled.

I studied her face, when she realized my plan she turned on her heel.

"Sam, please stay. I can't do this without you." I whispered.

"What is it Freddie are you hurt? Oh, it's just you and Sam." My mom calmed down entering the living room.

"Mom, could you please sit down, Sam and I have something to tell you."

My mom did as I asked, and then there was nothing but silence.

I decided it was my duty to tell her, not Sam's.

I closed my eyes.

"Mom, Sam… no wait…I… You see um… there was this party…no, um"

"I'm pregnant with your grandchild." Sam stated, cutting me off.

My mom shook with laughter. "Very funny Sam."

"She's not joking."

My mom looked at Sam, then at me, then at Sam. Her body was shaking; I thought she was going to collapse.

"Freddie, could you please go to your room for a second."

"But-" she cut me off by pointing directly at my bedroom door, her eyes like daggers.

I left my mom and a very frightened Sam Puckett alone.

~~~~~~~~~~Sam's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Slowly Freddie closed his bedroom door.

I looked around, scared to death. Did this woman have knives in her house?

Probably not…

Then again I could kick her ass…

I sighed in relief.

"Sam, you must never tell this to anyone. Ever."

I nodded, not really caring, just happy she wasn't going to slaughter me.

"Freddie's dad isn't dead like I told him. He left us when Freddie was a very young boy. You see earlier that day I brought Freddie to the park with his father. I left early because I felt sick, and I wanted some rest. About an hour later I felt well rested and ready to go back."

She sighed, glancing at Freddie's door.

"I was waiting for the light to turn red, so I could cross the street, when I saw Freddie, all alone, sitting on a park bench. I yelled his name, and when he saw me he dashed across the street. I was screaming for him not to."

One more sigh, one more glance.

"He was hit by a car, thankfully the car was slowing down, so all he got was a gash in his back, and a scar on his neck."

I traced the scar on his back one more time before kissing his neck.

"When he recovered a few days later, I knew Mike wasn't coming back. Freddie has no recollection of his father."

As much shock as I was in, I couldn't help but wonder why she was telling me this.

I guess she could read my face.

"I want you and Freddie to do what's best for your child. I don't want you abandoning it."

"I won't"

"Or put it up for adoption, just don't do what Mike did."

I nod. She was shockingly okay with this.

Weird.

~~~~~~~~~~~~One week later~~~~~~~~~~

I had to tell my mom.

It was now or never.

If Freddie could do it, I could too.


Was that chappie weird? Sorry if it was, lol.