It's been a week and now we're going back home.

"Lauren come on. We have to get up or we'll miss our flight,"I say.

"I'm comfortable,"

"Babe come in we have stuff to do at home,"

"Shouldn't you be on your period? Why are you so energetic?"She asks.

"I don't know. And I'm not on it,"

"Okay I'll get up now. Give me time,"She says.

"Babe hurry up though we have to leave in like ten minutes,"

"Okay! I'm up,"

She gets off of the bed and wraps her arms around my waist.

"How are you not on your period? You should've gotten it at least last week. You don't have it this week?"

"No Lauren. And I'm fine,"

"Okay,"

One thing I haven't told Lauren is I'm getting morning sickness. I mean it can't be anything that bad. Right?

I mean I've only had sex with Lauren. Wait... fuck straight white men.

Lauren is recording with the girls and I'm sitting on the couch.

Lauren glances at me.

I instantly get up and run to the bathroom and kneel next to the toilet.

I feel someone hold my hair up as I throw up.

Once I finish I groan and I look up at the person.

"Babe what's wrong?"Lauren asks.

I shrug my shoulders.

"Has this happened before? You don't get sick that often,"She says.

"Lauren I've been having morning sickness all week, and I still haven't gotten my period,"I say getting up grabbing my toothbrush.

"You told me you got it,"She says.

"I know I lied, Lauren what if I'm pregnant?" I ask and start brushing my teeth.

Once I finish brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth I face her.

"You can't be pregnant. We're only nineteen!"

"Lauren I could be. Christian most likely didn't use a condom,"

"I'm not ready! We just got married!"She yells.

"Lauren it's not my fault,"

"I'll get you pregnancy tests and you're going to use them,"She says walking out.

Does she not want a kid? I get that we're young but she shouldn't have yelled it's not my fault.

I walk out of the bathroom.

"Why was she mad?"Christina asked.

"I have a chance of being pregnant I'm three weeks late on my period, and I've been having morning sickness all week,"

"Does she not know it's not your fault?"She asks.

I shrug.

"It's whatever,"I say.

I wait for about ten minutes before Lauren walks in and tosses a bag to me before storming off to our room.

The girls look at me and I walk to the bathroom to take the tests.

"Take all of them,"Lauren says.

I shut the door to the bathroom.

After taking the test and waiting I pick one up.

Positive.

I pick up another.

Positive.

The last one.

Positive.

"Fuck!"I yell, sitting on the floor my hands covering my face as I cry.

The door opens.

"Did you get the results?"Lauren asks.

"Positive,"I cry.

"All of them?"

I nod.

"I'm not ready! We can't have it!"She yells walking out.

She doesn't want it?

I hear the door downstairs lam shut and the girls run into the bathroom.

"She left?"I ask not looking up.

"I'm guessing it was positive,"Christina says sitting down next to me and pulling me into her.

I nod.

"She'll come back she just needs a breather,"Amy says.

"She said she doesn't want it,"I mumble.

"Do you want it?"Lisa asks.

I nod.

"I don't care who the father is. I want this child,"

"So keep it. It's really your decision. It's your body. If you want a kid. Keep it,"Katherine says.

"I just want her to want it,"

"Y/N she'll come around,"

After about an hour of the girls consoling me and eventually me falling asleep I'm woken up by Lauren.

"So you're literally pregnant?"She asks.

"Yes Lauren. I'm pregnant. I want to keep this child. I don't care if you don't want it I'm giving birth to it whether you like it or not," I say and get up to stand in front of her.

"How could you want this thing? It's his kid!"

"I'm aware of that Lauren! He isn't going to be in the life! He doesn't even have to know! Just because he's the dad doesn't mean I want to kill it!"

"You can't kill it if it never lived!"

"Lauren I'm not giving the child up!"

She brings her hand up and suddenly my cheek stings.

"You hit me. Lauren get out!"

"I'm sorry it just happened! I didn't mean to hit you,"

"Get the fuck out!"

"Y/N I'm sorry,"

"After I helped you with everything you can't support me through this one thing? This one thing that I really want?"

She brings her hand up again and I flinch.

"Don't. Don't touch me. Get the hell out of my house!"

"I live here. It was one slip up. Please,"

"No. No Lauren you can't hit me and then say it was one slip up. What would you do if you wanted the child and I didn't so I hit you? You would probably leave. We're married. You're supposed to be with me through it all,"

"I can't Y/N we have careers! I can't have a job and take care of that thing!"

"It's not even alive and you're already talking shit based on the father?"

"Listen you have this kid and I'm out!"

"Fuck you Lauren. We shouldn't have gotten married if you didn't want a kid,"

"I do but in the future!"

"When the kid is born we'll be twenty!"

"I don't ever want to see it. Christian raped you! And you're willing to give birth to that monster!"She yells pushing me back.

"Lauren stop,"

"He took advantage of you! Got you pregnant and you want to take care of that monster in you!"She pushes me again.

"He's my ex! He's the father! The same one that pushed himself on you and didn't let you go! The same one that made you hurt yourself!"She yells and pushes me more roughly and I fall into the bed.

"Lauren stop. You're scaring me,"I say.

"I don't want that fucking child!"

"It's not up to you!"

"Watch your tone!"She yells and grabs me by my neck.

I grab her wrist.

"L-Lauren stop,"I choke up.

She removes her hand.

"You can't have it,"and with that she walks out.

Christina comes into the room and looks at my cheek.

"She hit you?"She asks.

I nod.

She comes closer to me.

She brings her hand up and I flinch in reaction.

"I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm sorry she acted the way she did. She shouldn't take it out on you after everything you've done for her,"She strokes my cheek and I relax.

She lays down next to me and pulls me into her.

"It's okay I'm here babygirl,"She says.

"If you want that kid have it. Fuck what Lauren thinks. Fuck what she says. Fuck what she wants. It's what you want. If you want to be a mom, then be a mom. Give Lauren time. I'll be here for you though. So will the girls. I mean you are our sister now. Just ignore Lauren. I'll help with appointments if Lauren won't,"She says and rubs my back.

How can her sister be more accepting than her?