So, right now, I am currently helping with my daughter's homework, I really hate science, and the eigth grade... She has been gone out of school for the past week, and we're trying to get caught up. Needless to say, she is never staying home again. Or her father is going to help her.

Chapter 7 -Explanations-

4 weeks later

"Mom! Come here! Quick, well as quick as you can! Teddy's vomiting! So cool, hold on Teddy, let me go and get your camera!" Man, PJ was a cool brother at times, but right now, he REALLY wasn't helping…

"I'm coming honey! Just hold on!" She rushed to me and moved my hair out of my face. She is really helpful. I love her.

"Oh, honey, I wish there was something I could do."

12 minutes later

"Oh, finally, I quit." That was so horrible, one moment mom was puking, the next it was me.

"Yes, now, let me get you some chicken soup."

"No, mom, don't, I can't let this continue. I'm not sick."

"What do you mean? Teddy, you just vomited for 12 minutes straight. You have got to be sick."

"Mom, I really am not, but can I tell you in my room?"

"Fine, let's go." And we went to my room.

"Okay, now, tell me why you 'aren't sick'. I need explanations."

"Okay, it started about 9 weeks ago, when Spencer came over to study and gave me this." I showed her m necklace.

"He gave this to me, and then, well, we, um… Sort of… Had sex… And then, 4 weeks ago, I took a test, but I wasn't sure it was correct. So I went to Life Choices, and then had an ultrasound, and I was five weeks pregnant. So then, I really didn't want to tell you, I was afraid, afraid you were going to kick me out. And I'm just so sorry, I didn't want to disappoint you." I said in between sobs, I was crying now.

"Oh, honey, I am so sorry, but you should have told me sooner. I would have helped you."

"Okay, but how are we going to tell dad? He'll freak out."

"I have an idea. You stay at Ivy's for a couple days, while I tell him, then once he cools off, I will tell you it is okay to come back. Okay?"

"Okay, thank you mom, I love you."

Then I went to Ivy's. I drove away.

Meanwhile-

"Bob, honey, can we talk? I don't want you to get mad okay?"

"Okay? What's this about?"

"Well, Teddy, is um… Pregnant."

"What?"

"Teddy is pregnant."

"Take her to get an abortion."

"You want her to abort? Why? She's your daughter!"

"I don't have a daughter that acts like a slut. She's not my daughter."

"Bob! Yes she is, and why do you want her to abort?!" A slight tear running down her face.

"No, she isn't. And yes, I want her to abort, because we can't afford two babies, at the same time. How far along is she?"

"She is nine weeks."

"Okay, in four weeks, take her to get an abortion. Or sooner. The sooner the better, and do you really think that we could afford that in the first place? Plus, you are 11 weeks, that's only 2 weeks longer than her, if you two go into labor at the same time, who will I be with?"

"Bob, honey, we can get through this, okay?"

"NO more, abortion."

"Fine, can she come home?"

"Yes."

"Then promise me you won't yell at her."

"I promise."

Ooh, I bet you really want to know what's going to happen... Ugh, now back to homework, I really don't like this. Homework, I mean. Lol, review?