A/N: OMG.. thank you for all the reviews.. hell.. I love getting reviews..=D I think it's awesome that one stupid girl from The Netherlands can get reviews with out knocking her English skills.. So thanks again.. And since I start writing A/N I might as well give a little tip.. I LOVE listening to this song when I'm writing this story.. It's such a beautiful song from a Dutch band/ singer called Miss Montreal.. She's awesome and deserves all the love she can get.. Her lyrics are beautiful and her voice is soooooo gooooood..33 I know you will get linked to a live performance but it makes the song more heartbreaking.. I think it perfectly describes how Aria feels at this point.. (I'm well aware that she sings that people just die.. but the rest of the song fits perfectly..) I'm sorry to bother you with a long AN but well.. this is the link: .com/watch?v=Z9AtZECXHbw

And enjoy the new chapter..=D

A week has passed and I still didn't have the nerve to buy a pregnancy test. To afraid that my calculations had been right. It's just the fact that I'm a stalked sixteen year old girl who is possibly pregnant with her ex- boyfriend/ teachers baby. Hell yeah. If someone found out I would be screwed. If A found out I would be more than screwed.

But after my mom and friends only got more concerned about my well being I had to buy one. So one day I decided to drive to one of the nearby cities and buy a pregnancy test. I didn't buy one.. I bought 6 of them from 3 different brands. Well, who blames me. I just want to be absolutely sure. I stopped at a restaurant when I was half way home. I didn't want my mother to find the tests in my trash can. That would suck. I wanted to tell them face to face. I went to the bathroom and somehow managed to produce enough pee for 6 different tests. After some of the most agonizing minutes of my life I decided to look at my tests. Every single one of them read positive. I saw a little smiley face, two pink lines and even the word pregnant spelled out.

I sank to the ground. I was screwed.

The only thing I knew is that I had to tell my parents as soon as possible. They would know what to do, but I also had to very careful not to tell them the baby's father. That would be the most difficult thing I would ever do. But I knew I had to find Ezra and tell him I couldn't keep his own child a secret. And off course I had to decide what to do next. Get an abortion, keep it or put it up for adoption. That decision could alter the course of my life unlike anything I ever imagined. If I would decide to keep it the baby would ruin every ambition and dream I ever had.

After I had calmed down enough I started to drive home. Thinking about the baby and Ezra the whole way. I didn´t know what to do. I was lost.

The next few weeks passed without me noticing. The morning sickness was lessening considerably. And live was almost back to normal. Ignoring the fact that my belly was growing and I was beginning to show. But at least I had decided what I wanted to do with the baby. Fairly quickly I decided I couldn´t live knowing I had killed my first baby. So abortion was of the list fairly quickly. Still having to options. I started thinking about the pros and cons, when it comes to the results.. Let´s say that adoption won. But that just didn´t feel right. I didn´t want mine and Ezra´s baby to grow up with some random strangers. And I knew I didn´t want to admit it to myself. But when I thought about it I knew that if I was true to myself I was selfish enough to not give the last piece of Ezra up. It was all I had left of him. My friends noticed a change after this decision. I started eating again. I knew I was eating for Ezra´s child and not for me. But they thought I was on my way back. Not knowing that I was sinking deeper into a depression every minute.

I was still debating about how I would break the news to my mother. I couldn't just walk up to her saying "mom. I'm pregnant. Ooh.. And before I forget do you know we are out of orange juice?" yeah.. That wouldn't really help my situation. So one night she came to my room asking if I had dirty laundry.

I looked up from my book. She had startled me.

"Earth to Aria. I asked you if you had dirty laundry?"

After I had considered this question for a while I decided that there was no time like the present and that I should just tell her. "eehm. No. Mom can you come in and close the door.. I have something to tell you."

She look startled but came in and sat down on my bed. "okay. Spill it" she said in her usual no nonsense tone.

Suddenly the pattern on my bedding was very interesting. "mom. I think you're not going to like what I am about to tell you."

"what is it Aria?" She sounded a bit frightened but mostly curious.

I took one deep breath and just spilled it "Mom.. I'm pregnant."

She looked at me in shock. "You're WHAT." She said when she had found her voice again.

"pregnant." I put my hands on my face and started crying. She sat there for a couple of minutes.

Suddenly there was a hand patting my back trying to comfort me. I looked up to see my mother looking at me with tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry." I sobbed into my hands. Suddenly she was holding me rubbing soothing circles on my back. We cried together for a while.

After a while I heard the front door close.

"I'm home." My dad yelled. When he didn't get a reply he came upstairs to look for us. When he opened my bedroom door he was surprised to find us on my bed. Both of us crying our eyes out. He rushed to get to the bed.

"what's wrong?" he asked my mother.

She took a deep breath and said "Aria's pregnant." He looked shocked. But after he had processed he put his arms around both of us and started the comforting. We didn't have dinner that night. We just did a lot of talking. My dad had called my brother if he could stay at a friend that night. He didn't say why and my brother didn't ask.

They asked me some basic questions. Like how far are you along, did you see a doctor yet and who's the father. My answer where. I don't know, no and I don't know either. I couldn't tell them that Ezra was the father. He would go to jail and I couldn't have that.

After all the talking we went to bed early. When I came into my room I noticed I had one message. I opened it.

Aria, Aria. Didn't I tell you that I would find some dirt on you. But my dear this secret is to big to keep. Maybe not yet. But in a while it will be.

-A

I was surprised to see that it was a message from A. After not having got one in a few months. ! knew that I also had to tell my friends and I was worried about how they would react. I was really tired so for once sleep came easily.

Sooo.. her parents were pretty cool about it. How do you think your parents would react..? I think mine would kick me out.. how awesome is that.. NOT.. but yeaah.. If you want to say something tell me if not.. too baaaaad. I'm not begging for reviews. But it's fan-fucking-tastic when you get them.. thanks for reading and I'm will be updating soon.. because I'm bored..xD