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"Well... no, I wouldn't just abandon my kid like that." He murmured, catching on. "What's with all the questions? Are you... pregnant?" |
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" I think I might be, I've been getting sick every morning and I've been wanting cereal " |
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Marco went silent, letting out a sigh and running both hands over his face. "Get a test, please." |
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" I swear I've been taking my birth control like I'm supposed to I promise " she said |
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"Well then you can't be pregnant, right?" He asked, taking his hat off and running a hand through his hair. |
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" birth control doesn't always work, I know a few girls who got pregnant while on it " |
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"Oh shit," He muttered, slipping his eyes shut as he rubbed his temple. |
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She got up and walked to the bathroom, she locked the door and grabbed a test from under the sink and she took it, while she was waiting she was sitting on the floor crying |
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Marco sat at the table, registering everything happening. |
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After the wait she looked at the test and it sai negative, she let out a sigh of relief " atleast Marco won't be mad" Amy said as she got up and walked out pf the bathroom " Marco?" She said as she held the test |
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