Chapter Two
Eve POV
Shane's door slammed as Claire's head fell into her hand's.
"Michael could you go talk to him." I tried to convince him to go after Shane.
"Why me? What have I done to get screamed at?" I heared Claire's gentle sobs.
"Why do I have to do it?" Michael questioned.
"Because we are both pregnant" I practically screamed at him, pointing to Claire as I said it.
"Ok, Ok" he muttered "I'll go." He got up and gracefully walked up the staires.
"I didn't know mood swings came this early." I heard him mutter to himself.
"I heard that!" I screamed back, he didn't reply.
Michael POV
I slowly opened the door to see Shane sitting on his bed, sobbing into is hands.
"Man what's up? You should be happy about this." I sounded worn out.
"Why should I? I'm nineteen, Claire's eightteen and we're going to have a baby. What does that say about me?" He said looking up at me.
"Nothing, dude. You'll be a great dad and I'll help you, you know that."
"Yeah, right. You tell Claire that I have no money to get a new place. I mean look at my dad-" he stopped.
"Shane your not going anywhere. Besides your nothing like your dad and this baby will have the coolest uncle it could ever want."I smiled at Shane and he gave a hint of a smile back.