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Teen mom tumblr9/20/2023 You know, it could also be a false alarm, but just… just to be safe.” Spencer says, turning the TV off and getting up. Okay, baby, we’re gonna go to the hospital. “Okay, Y/N/N, don’t freak out, but I think you might be in labor.” Spencer says. No, it comes and goes every, like, ten minutes.” Y/N says. I think I ate something bad, I keep having this pain in my abdomen.” Y/N says. Spencer and Y/N are watching TV and Spencer notices Y/N fidgeting every ten minutes. I’m sorry.” Spencer hugs her again, kissing her on the head. I mean, they were bad enough as a teenager much less a pregnant teenager.” Y/N says. “You okay?” Spencer asks, wiping her tears. After a few minutes, Y/N’s cries have reduced to sniffles and she pulls away from Spencer. I’m sorry.” Spencer brings her into a hug, stroking her hair while she cries into his chest. Baby, we can get the fries another time.” He puts the dishes down, looking at Y/N when he hears a sniffle. He’s getting some dishes out while Y/N unpacks the food. ![]() Spencer gets home after work with takeout food. Okay, get some sleep.” Spencer says, kissing her temple. He pulls the covers her up, basically tucking her in and he grabs her trash can, putting it next to her bed. “All right.” Spencer leads her to her room and pulls her covers back as she gets into bed. Let’s get you laying down.” Spencer helps her up. Spencer wets a wash cloth and wipes around Y/N’s mouth, kissing her on the head. Just let it out.” Spencer kneels next to her, keeping her hair held back as she continues to throw up.Īfter Y/N is sure she’s done, she flushes the toilet, letting out a small groan. “Hey, hey, it’s okay, sweetheart.” Spencer goes over, pulling her hair back and out of her face. Spencer gets out, trudging to the bathroom where Y/N is kneeling in front of the toilet, emptying her stomach’s contents. He quietly groans, rubbing his eyes as he checks the time, seeing it’s five in the morning. Spencer is woken up by the sound of retching coming from the bathroom. Y/N decided to keep the baby, not having the heart to not birth and raise it. Whether you keep the baby or-or put it up for adoption, whatever you decide, I will be right here.” Spencer promises. “And I will be with you every step of the way. “But… but I’m pregnant… and 17.” Y/N says. I could never hate you.” Spencer tells her. You’re okay.” Spencer tells her, bringing her back into a hug. I never planned it, I don’t– please don’t kick me out or-or disown me or anything.” Y/N begs while still sobbing, pulling away from him. Spencer takes the stick, looking at it, and quickly realizing what it is and what the result is. Y/N only continues to cry for a few moments before she holds her hand up, showing Spencer the test. Spencer pulls her into a hug, stroking her hair. “Did something happen? Why are you crying?” ![]() “What’s wrong?” Concern washes over his face as he walks closer to her. Hey, I got your favorite for dinner, I figur–” Spencer stops when he notices the tear stains on her face. She jumps when her bedroom door opens, turning to see her dad walk in. Y/N is too in her head to hear the front door open and shut or hear Spencer call out for her. She holds the pregnancy test in her hand, her mind racking over how she’s going to tell her dad. Y/N nervously paces her bedroom, sniffling as she recovers from crying.
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