Here's the next chapter! Hope you enjoy :)

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Tori's POV

I was sent to the hospital for a few days after that incident. When I finally got to go home, I had to stay in bed for a week straight. I was given a special kind of medication (that was safe for my unborn baby) to take every six hours. It made me extra sleepy, so I slept all the time. Because of the "trying to kill my baby" incident, I was kept on a close eye. I only woke up to take the pill, take my vitamins, and eat. The reason why the doctors wanted me to sleep all the time was because it would rest my mind and also get the bad thoughts of wanting to kill my baby out of my head.

Once I stopped taking that medication, I started going to a therapist, who convinced me that my baby was a miracle from God and that I shouldn't regret getting pregnant with him or her. I got to the point where I didn't hate my baby anymore, but I still didn't know what I should do regarding the future of my baby.

My therapist also helped me get past my ordeal. She had special techniques that helped me release my anger and sadness and it really helped. I got to where it wasn't as painful to talk about and I didn't have the flashbacks or nightmares on a regular basis anymore. Since I was traumatized beyond repair, I still had the occasional flashback or nightmare, but it was nothing I couldn't handle.

When I was about six and a half months pregnant, all my friends graduated from high school. Since I was starting to get big, they didn't think I'd show up to the graduation ceremony, but there was no way I was missing it. After all, it was my boyfriend and my four other best friends that were graduating.

After the ceremony, we all went to Beck's RV to hang out for a little bit. We were all sitting around the RV and I was sitting back against the bed. I put my hands around the top of my stomach and said, "I can't believe you guys graduated high school today."

"You should have been up there with us!" exclaimed Cat.

I softly smiled and looked down. No one said a word. I sighed and said, "Yeah, I should have been. If it wasn't for that stupid idiot, I would have." I cleared my throat and changed the subject. "So…what are all you guys' plans?"

"Plans?" asked Andre.

"Yeah, like since you're all graduated, where are you guys headed?" I asked. "And it's really depressing, because I don't want you guys to leave me."

Everyone giggled. I looked all of them in shock. "Why are you guys laughing at me?" I exclaimed. I got mad at the littlest things; my hormones were crazy. "What is so funny? I love you guys and I'd like to know what's gonna happen!"

"Relax, Tori, just relax." said Beck while still giggling. "We were just laughing because there's no way we're leaving you. We're not leaving LA."

My eyes widened and I looked at the faces of everyone. "You're not?" I finally asked.

"Nope," said Beck. "We're staying here."

"Well…what are you all gonna do?" I asked slowly.

"I'm gonna audition for a TV show this July and it starts production late in the year." said Beck. "If that doesn't pan out, there are a lot of other auditions out there. I'm not giving up."

"I bet you'll get the role though." I said to Beck. "You're really talented."

He smiled. "Thanks, Tor,"

"I got a record deal, so I'm working on an album." said Cat. "I've already written a bunch of songs; I just need to start recording them."

"That's awesome, Cat." I told her. "I'll be the first one to buy it."

She giggled in response.

"I'm going to college at UCLA in the fall." said Jade. "I wanna focus on my education right now and then see what'll happen in the world of fame."

"Jade, you're so talented." I told her. "Trust me; you'll make it in the world of fame."

"Thank you," she said with a smile.

"I have a bunch of comedy gigs coming up." said Robbie. "Rex is a big part of my act."

"That's so cool." I said. "I bet you and Rex are hilarious."

"What can I say?" he said with a shrug.

I giggled and looked at Andre. "What about you, Mister? What will you be doing?"

He smiled. "I've got a record deal, so I'll spend my time coming up with songs and, hopefully, coming out with an album fairly soon."

"Well, that's awesome." I said and then looked at all my friends. "It's awesome for all of you guys. I love that all of you guys will be successful."

"And what about you?" asked Cat. "What will you do?"

I smiled and gently patted my stomach. "I've got enough to worry about right now."

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A few weeks later, when I was seven months pregnant, I was just sitting in my room watching TV. I was suddenly distracted when I felt the baby kicking. I looked down at my stomach and put my hand where I felt the kicking the strongest. I had the choice to find out if the baby was a boy or a girl, but I decided not to know. I'd let that be a surprise.

A moment later, I heard my phone ding. I grabbed it and saw I had a text message from Andre. He asked if he could come to my house and I texted back immediately telling him he could. He told me he'd be there as soon as he could.

Ten minutes later, he walked in my room. He smiled at me and said, "Hey babe,"

I giggled. "Hey babe yourself."

He came in and plopped next to me on the bed. He gave me a quick kiss and then looked down at my stomach. "Wow, you're getting big." I really was big. I looked like I had a pillow shoved up my shirt.

"I know," I said with a smile and continued to rub my hand down my stomach. "I feel humungous. I'm ready for August eleven to get here just so I can get this baby out." My original due date was August nineteenth, but it got moved to August fourteenth. Not that much difference, but it was something.

"I bet," he said and cleared his throat. "Is the baby kicking?" Andre asked me that all the time. It was his way of wanting to feel the kicking, but he never knew how to put it into words. He never actually told me those words, but I could tell it's what he was thinking. He'd never felt my stomach before.

"Mhmm," I told him. I looked at him and smiled. "Wanna feel?"

He looked at me with wide eyes. "It's okay?"

"Of course," I said. "People touch my stomach all the time."

"But…isn't it awkward?"

I shrugged. "Why would it be awkward?"

"I don't know." he said and ran his hands through his hair. "It's just…I know I'd feel awkward about it."

I smiled at him. "Here, I'll make it easier." I grabbed his hand and gently placed it where the kicking was the strongest. He gasped at the feeling. "See?" I said and took my hand away, but he kept his firmly on my stomach. "It's not awkward."

He shook his head. "It's the most amazing thing I've ever felt."

In that instant, the kicking got so much stronger to the point where it almost hurt. I gasped and said, "Oh, my gosh,"

Andre looked at me with concern and took his hand away. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, but then paused when I realized the kicking stopped. "Wait…it stopped. The kicking was unbelievably strong for a few seconds, but then it stopped. That's weird."

"Hmm," he said and put his hands on my stomach again. He looked at my stomach and whispered, "Why are you kicking so hard in there?" Just then, the kicking picked back up and was stronger than before. I grimaced and groaned. Andre smiled, feeling the strong kicking. "You must be really excited."

Andre kept his hands there for another moment and then took them away. The kicking calmed down and I let out a sigh of relief. "Goodness, that's never happened before." I said and then ran my hands through my hair. Just then, something occurred to me. "Wait a minute…when did the kicking get that strong?"

Andre shrugged. "I don't know. You said 'oh, my gosh' after I spoke. Do you think it had to do with me speaking?"

I thought about that for a moment and then nodded. "I think it did. Because when you took your hands away, the kicking died down. And then when you put them on my stomach again and started talking, the kicking picked up again." I smiled at Andre. "The baby likes you."

"Well, I guess it's better than the other way around." he said and I giggled. "So…I know you don't know if this is a boy or a girl, but have you thought of any names?"

I sighed heavily. I hated this subject. "Andre…I don't even know if I'm gonna want to keep this baby."

"But…you just said that you can't wait for August eleventh so you can have him or her." he said confused.

"I did say that, but what I meant is that I don't wanna be pregnant anymore." I said. "It's not a very fun feeling; in fact, it's quite miserable. I have headaches, backaches, and just generally feel miserable all the time. Most of the time, I can't even sleep at night. It's hard to get comfortable with this huge stomach."

He slowly shook his head. "After all this time of feeling the baby kick, you still don't want it?"

"Okay, Andre, I love you, but I'm gonna have to ask you to please be quiet." I said firmly. "You know I hate that subject and yet you still bring it up. You should be happy that I haven't killed this baby yet." He flinched, probably thinking about the time I actually tried to kill this baby. I cleared my throat. "Listen…I will have this baby. I'll give birth like every other lady that's pregnant, but I can't guarantee that I'll keep the baby. I probably won't decide that until after this baby is born." I sighed shakily and grabbed his hand. "Andre, I need you. I also need to know that if I decide to give up this baby that you'll still be there for me. I need to know that you'll support me no matter what happens. Can you do that?"

He smiled and nodded. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. "I promise I'll always be there for you."

"Thank you," I whispered and then pulled him closer and rested my head on his shoulder. He put his arms around me and I placed my hand on his chest. I was asleep off and on for the next hour. It felt amazing just to be together.

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So as you can see, Tori is still not planning on keeping the baby. What do you think she's gonna do?