《Treegan/Spoby pregnancy》Shay are you....
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I finally arrived at Shay's 10 minutes late. I shut my car door and walked up to the door. I remember Shay saying she would leave the door unlocked so I just turned the knob and walked in. "Shay, It's Keegan. Where are you?" I heard Shay's voice upstairs and it sounded like she was crying. "Are you ok?" I yelled up the stairs. "Not really. Keegan just please come up here." I walked up the stairs and into Shay's room. "What's wrong?" Shay was sitting on her bed with something in her hand and tears rolling down her face. When she lifted up her hand from her lap, I got a better view of what she was holding.
"Oh my god, Shay, are you pregnant?" She looked at me and nodded her head. "Keegan I'm so sorry. I didn't want this to happen at all and I didn't think it would. I feel horrible now. How am I gonna tell Troian that I slept with her boyfriend and baby daddy?" "It's ok Shay. I'm going over there tonight to talk to her." "Keegan I really am so sorry. I can't ever forgive my self for this. I betrayed one of my best friends that I've known for the past 5 years and her boyfriend." "Shay I promise it'll be ok." I went over to the bed and sat down. "Shay I love Troian and always will. It hurts me to say this but I don't love you like I love Troian. I was planning on purposing to Troian tonight but I don't know what will happen. I only love you as a friend and that's all. That night I just came over here to hang out as friends but I missed Troian and things kinda happened. Shay, I don't love you that way."
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"I know Keegan. I'm sorry for everything." "I know. Look I told Troian I would come over so we could talk but I'm gonna cancel and I'll just go tomorrow. Do you just want me to stay here? I'll sleep in the basement so nothing happens again." "I guess." "Ok. I'm gonna text Troian." I walked out into the hallway and pulled out my phone.
I pulled the ring out of my pocket and opened the box. I thought to myself.
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