Jenny told her parents that she'd be back from Melissa's in a few hours. She drove away and of course, went to Chad's instead.
He opened the door, and, seeing her, grinned. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I took care of it. Kinda." Jenny smiled and kissed him, but Chad pulled away.
"Wait, how?" he asked.
Jenny shrugged. "Well... they think I'm pregnant."
Chad's face fell. "Really, like that makes everything better. That's kind of stupid."
"It's better than never having to see each other!" Jenny insisted.
"Okay, yeah, but still." Chad sat down, and Jenny followed, sitting so close to him that she was almost on his lap. "This is never gonna work out."
Jenny quickly looked at him. "How?"
"Because your parents hate me, and now they think you're pregnant," he said as thought it were obvious. "We can't be together, Jen."
She gaped at him. "I love you, Chad. You can't do this!"
He shrugged. "It can't happen."
"Chad!" she yelled again, smacking him on the arm as she stood up. "No!"
"Jen, calm down. Don't blame me," Chad said.
"Of course I'm blaming you!" Jenny shouted. "You're the one who's breaking up with me!" She smacked him again.
He grabbed her wrist. "Stop doing that."
"I want to be with you, Chad!" she yelled in his face. "I did all of that for you. I lied for you. I did everything right. You can't do this to me!"
"It won't work," he simply said. "S'your parents. Sorry."
"Whatever!" Jenny stomped out onto the driveway and got in her car, driving away as fast as she could and burst into tears.
When she reached her house, she ran inside and tried to avoid her parents. However, when she walked in, her father was standing right there.
"Jen!" He looked at her, concerned. "What's wrong?"
"This is all your fault!" she yelled, pointing at him, crying.
"What?" He led her to the couch and sat down with her.
"Chad... he broke up with me. Because of you and Mom," she said angrily.
Eric's mouth dropped open. "Even though you're..." He didn't finish his sentence.
She shook her head violently. "I'm not."
"Jennifer!" He gave her a shocked look. "I mean, I'm happy you aren't... but why would you?"
"Because I wanted to see him. I love him, Daddy. There's nobody else out there for me but Chad," Jenny said.
Eric almost laughed. "Jen, there's plenty of people out there."
"I don't like any of 'em," Jenny said.
"You will. Chad is just a mistake you made. You'll learn from it," Eric said. "He treated you like crap and you let him. You'll have so much better some day."
Jenny shrugged. "I don't want anyone else."
"Then give it time." Eric shrugged. "You'll get over it, I swear you will."
"How do you know?" Jenny asked. "You've been with Mom since you were my age!"
"I've talked to lots of people, Jen. If you don't have it right, the pain goes away eventually," Eric said. "I know it does."
Jenny sniffed. "I hope."
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**JACKIE'S POV**
A week passes since Paolo and Dario have left. I haven't really seen Molly since then, due to the fact that I've worked everyday.
However, I get today, a Sunday, off, and decide to see Donna, along with Molly afterward.
Ash and Spencer come with me, and as we arrive, I notice a car in the driveway. We walk in the door and I see a familiar blonde woman standing in the kitchen. Laurie.
"Jackie!" She runs towards me and hugs me. I hug back, but feel weird. "And this is Asher, right? And Samantha?"
"Spencer," I correct her. "Where are Casey and your kids?"
"They're here," Laurie says. "Everyone's in the basement. Not really sure why. But, whatever!" She smiles and runs downstairs. Obviously, we follow her.
Donna tells us the good news about Jenny being... not pregnant. Uh, called it.
We all basically talk and catch up. Steven isn't there, though, which kind of sucks.
About an hour and a half later, I decide to go to Molly's.
As I knock on her door, it flies open. "Mom!" Molly hugs me instantly.
"What's wrong, honey?" I ask her.
"Nothing, I just-" She sighs. "I'm just lonely."
I feel bad for her. "I'm sorry, baby. But you'll see him in less than a week." Spencer and Asher have taken places on the couch, and I sit next to them. "I mean, we'll all be there."
Spencer's face brightens up. "I can't wait to get away from here. It'll be so pretty and nice." She has a dreamy look on her face.
"It is," Molly assures Spencer.
"How do you know?" I inquire.
Molly sighs. "Well, Paolo showed me pictures of his home. It was beautiful, really."
I give her a knowing look. "Molly, you better not move to Italy and leave your family."
I'm joking. Well, kinda.
Molly just shrugs and says nothing, with a little smile on her mouth.
"I'd do it," Asher puts in. "I've heard that the girls-"
"Ash, you're thirteen," I remind him.
Asher grins wickedly. "Yeah, not to them."
I ignore him and turn to Molly. "Now, where are we gonna stay?"
Molly looks at me, confused, then her eyebrows shoot up in surprise. "Oh! Paolo's house."
"Uh, I don't know if I feel super comfortable doing that," I admit. "I mean, we're basically intruding."
"No, no, they're totally cool with it," Molly insists. "In fact, they /want/ us to stay there. Paolo and Dario have both told me."
Whatever. "Okay, fine," I agree. "If you're sure they're okay with it."
"I am!" Molly beams happily.
Molly has never been this happy before... I mean, wow. She deserves to be in love. Why is it all so complicated though? I mean, he lives in Italy, for God's sake. This is either gonna turn out really great, or she's gonna get her heart broken. Then again, isn't that how most relationships are? And, Paolo's great, I'll definitely admit that. I just hope his family is as good as him. Well, besides Dario. I already know that he's good... Molly would kill me if she knew I was thinking this.