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I walked in the room. There was a certain tention in the air. I sat down on her bed. She closed the door, and sighed heavily. She slowly walked over and sat on the bed.

Silence.

I opened my mouth to speak, to ask the question that still hung in the air, but she cut me off. "Does Simon know?" She asked quietly.

I thought for a moment. "I don't know." I said, in the same tone. She nodded, her eyes glazed over. She looked up to me a moment later.

"I know you must think I'm a total slut." She said. Despite the words she was saying, she sounded as if she was saying something as simple as Saturday, I went to the park.

"No, I don't. I mean it's not like you don't know who the father is." I said slowly, thinking over each word. She bit here lip. I stared at her for a minute. "You do know who the father is…don't you?" My eyes widen. She narrowed hers.

"Of course I do." She looked down, picking at a stray string on the bed. Everything was silent again. "Who is he?" I prompted. She sighed. "Well," She shifted, not looking up. "Better not beat around the bush." She gulped.

"It…It was a while ago. I…I was out, shopping, you know? And I saw.." She looked up at me. "I saw an old friend of mine. He used to be a football player on the school team. I mean, I know what you're thinking. Ew a stuck-up football player. But no. This guy's different. Modest." She looked away, as if she was embarrassed.

"Go on." I encouraged, anxious. She looked back to me, and nodded. "Anyhow, he's big. Like, tall and buff. Not my type, you know? So he used to like me back in school. But I made it clear to him we were just friends. But when I saw him, I was so happy to see an old friend. And he was happy to see me." She stopped short, her eyes seemed to darken. "So he asked me to dinner with him."

My stomach tightened. Something told me this is where everything went down hill.

"It was late. And…we had a few drinks. And then…" She stopped. "Well, you can figure the rest." She whispered. She put her head in her hands.

"Tori?" I asked. "Yeah." She groaned. I bit my lip. "What was his name?" She looked up to me again, slowly. She thought for a second.

"Ryan. I forgot his last name. We really didn't talk much." she was quiet for a moment. Then realizing what she said, she smacked her hand to for forehead. "Oh God." She muttered to herself.

"It's okay. We'll get through this." I said reassuringly.

"But that's not what I wanted to talk about." She said lowly. I shifted awkwardly.

"What do you mean?" I asked, slowly. She looked back up to me with weary eyes. "We made plans. To meet up again sometime. And…and he's supposed to come over, tomorrow. Tomorrow, Chloe. He thought it was going to go somewhere, I guess. That we would get together." She held a hand to her stomach. "I was so happy to see him again. To see someone…and no offense….normal. You know? We've been on the run for so long…" Her eyes pleaded for me to understand. She let out a shuddering breath. I did the same, rubbing the back of my neck, trying to find a solution.

"Just…say you're not feeling well." I shrugged. It was that easy. But we both knew she couldn't lie forever.

"Chloe. He'll know I'm lying. He digs things out of you. I…" She shook her head.

"Maybe you should just…tell him the truth." I said it carefully, waiting for her to yell at me that that couldn't possibly work, that I was crazy. But she only nodded. "That's the best thing to do, now." She absent mindedly rubbed her stomach.

Silence.

"Another thing…" She trailed off. "How am I…How am I going to tell everyone? Simon and Rae…." She stared at me, hoping for me to have the answer.

My gut screamed Never tell Rae! For a reason I wasn't quiet sure of. It made no sense. Rae hadn't done anything wrong. I mean, this was Rae.

Rae who didn't remember what she said from Lyle House. Rae who, frankly, is a bit off. Rae who could be a spy for The Edison Group, who is in this house at this very moment…

Impossible. I forced that thought out of my head. It was Rae. Rae wouldn't betray us. Would she?

I came back to the present. "I don't know." I answered truthfully. Tori played with her fingers.

"I mean…" a short, curt laugh. "I can't exactly go up to them and say, Hey guys, guess what? I met this guy while shopping, got drunk with him, and now I'm pregnant with multiple kids!" She said in a false preppy voice. She rolled her eyes.

"That would not go well." She laughed again, weakly. There was a creak from the door. We both quickly turned.

The door flew open. Simon stood, staring at us with an expression of shock and hurt on his face.

"Did you just say you're pregnant?"

Short chapter, sorry! Updated quicker this time, though.

What is Simon going to do now that he knows? What are the genders of the babies? What are Derek and Mr. Bae keeping from Chloe? Do you think Rae is up to something? How will Ryan react???

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