The ending of this chapter is kinda weird but slightly important?

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I sobbed into Lindsey's shoulder as she hugged me, rubbing my back soothingly. I was in my room later that night with Bert, Lindsey, and frank. Frank had gotten Eliza out of the house earlier.

"This can't be happening," I cried, holding her tight.

"Did you use condoms?" Lindsey asked.

I shook my head. "Sh-she said she was on the pill."

Lindsey sighed and I sniffled.

"Wait, I thought you only used, like, strap ons and toys and stuff in your ass and you, like, ate her out and stuff," Bert said. "How can she get pregnant?"

"We didn't always do it that way," I muttered. "She rode me once or twice."

Frank cleared his throat uncomfortably but we didn't pay much mind to him.

"Maybe she'll get an abortion?" Bert offered hopefully.

I shook my head sadly. "She won't. She said she's keeping it. And I can't not be with her. I don't want my child to have an absent father. My father left me and it was so hard on my family. My mom had no money as a single parent trying to raise me. She was never able to move out. My mom and my grandparents fought a lot over money and how poor we were. I can't do that to them."

"Oh, Gee, maybe we can work something out with her," Lindsey offered. "Frank, you've got money. You can offer them support so you two can stay together."

"Yeah, I can definitely do that," Frank agreed.

"How could this have happened?" I cried. "I'm only a high school student, I can't be having a fucking child. This wasn't how my life was supposed to happen. I was supposed to meet Frank and we would live happily ever after."

I felt a ran run through my hair and I immediately knew it was Frank once my vision burst with colors that were all blurry from my tears.

"W-will you still love me even if I have a kid, daddy?" I asked quietly.

"Of course I will, baby," Frank reassured.

"Oh my god, how do I tell my grandma," I muttered. "How do I even raise a kid at all? I can't do that, I'm still just a kid myself."

"Hey, we'll help," Bert offered.

"There is no way Eliza would let you anywhere near our child," I said. "Oh my fucking God, I'm having a kid. I can't even wrap my head around it."

"Well, maybe you should've wrapped your head before doing it," Lindsey said.

I pulled away and scowled at her.

"'M sorry, I couldn't help myself," she said.

I leaned back against Frank's chest.

"I didn't mean for any of this to happen," I sniffled, wiping my eyes. "I know I wanted children but not now. I'm not ready. Not now, I'm too young right now."

"I know, but I guess we're just going to have to get through this," Frank said. "We've been through a lot, we can get through this too."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen," I cried.

Frank sighed and kissed the top of my head. "I know, baby, but we've just gotta get through this. And once your little baby is born then maybe we can get custody? Eliza is crazy, no way she could handle a child."

I cried as I wiped my eyes. "I don't think she'd like that. Since it's our child she'll be obsessed over the baby too. She could put on such a pretty face for court and look all innocent. It's our word against hers."

"She's a stalker, she's practically obsessed with you," Lindsey said. "She's physically and verbally assaulted all of us except you. She follows you everywhere she can. Do you know how much of an awful mother she would make?"

The thought made me cry harder as Frank pulled me into his lap.

"My baby can't be with her," I sobbed. "I want my baby in safe hands. I'll have to move in with her or something just to be sure of that."

"Do you think she planned this?" Bert asked. "I mean, she's crazy enough to get pregnant if that meant it would keep you. She knows you won't want to leave the baby fatherless, especially with her. She would be able to keep you for herself. She could've easily lied about being on the pill, or just skipped some days."

I cried harder, shaking in Frank's arms.

"Hey, baby, calm down," Frank whispered. "Just take a few deep breaths, okay?"

I nodded, taking a couple of shaky breaths.

"We're gonna get this sorted out, alright?" Frank asked and I nodded. "We are either going to convince her to get an abortion or convince her to give us the baby."

"How do we do that?" I whimpered.

"Convince her that you aren't meant to be with her?" Lindsey suggested.

"I've been trying to do that for the past six years," I said. "I-I think that we just have to make sure to get custody of the baby when they're born. I don't want the baby in Eliza's hands alone. I don't care if I have to move in with her I just need to be there for my child."

"You will be, okay? I don't want this child to be fatherless. I know what it's like to have a father that ditches out on you, it isn't fun," Frank muttered. "We didn't even start talking until I was an adult. My mom and I struggled a lot while I was growing up. I don't want your baby to have that too."

"Daddy, if I did get custody would you help?" I asked.

"Oh of course I would," Frank reassured. "We could turn one of the extra bedrooms at my house into a nursery. You could stay over more often. Or you can always keep a crib in here if you want. I would help though, anytime you need me at any time of day. I'll be here for the two of you. We will make sure your child has a nice, happy family."

I nodded my head, feeling his arms wrap around me.

"I just wish none of this would've happened," I mumbled.

"Me too," Frank agreed.

My phone rang and I saw Eliza's contact for the hundredth time. I let out an irritated groan as i put it onto speaker.

"How could you not have told me?!" I shouted, wiping away the tears that fell.

"I was going to, that's why I came over," she said. "I accidentally missed a day. My period never came so I bought a test and it came out positive."

"Abortion," I stated.

"No! That's awful!" Eliza exclaimed.

"Then I want full custody of the baby once they're born," I said.

"No," Eliza denied.

"Eliza, please I want--"

"No," she repeated in a stern voice, interrupting my protest. "I'm going to keep the baby and we will raise our child like a nice, happy family."

"But--"

"Gerard, maybe it's time you came to your senses." Eliza yet again cut off my words. "I am keeping the baby and we will raise the little thing together. You don't want the baby to grow up without a father, do you?"

"No," I said quietly.

"Then it's settled," Eliza said. "We can get an apartment together and raise our child and be so happily in love together."

I choked back a sob, burying my face in my hands as I dropped the phone onto the mattress.

"Listen here, bitch," Frank said. "You cannot do this to Gee. You have to let him go. Your obsession is crazy and so are you. Let Gee be happy, let him be with me, I'm the one he's in love with. Give us the child, we can give them a very nice, happy home."

"It'll be better with us," she said. "They get both a mom and a dad. They're real parents will raise them. You don't want someone who isn't blood related raising a child."

"Hey, I was adopted," Lindsey defended.

"Yeah and look how you turned out," Eliza stated.

Lindsey scowled, her fists clenching.

"Eliza please," I begged, tears running down my face. "I just want to be with Frank. Don't you want me to be happy?"

"I want you to be happy with me," she said.

"I swear if you were here right now I would punch you so fucking hard," Lindsey threatened.

"This is the kind of violence and language I don't want around my child," Eliza said. "You will never be allowed near my kid. the only one that will is me and Gee. Me and my little baby boy will raise our kid so nicely. Just one big happy family. Maybe even more kids in the future."

I sobbed into Frank's shoulder, shaking my head.

"Isn't that right, Baby?" Eliza asked. "Oh, Gee, we can be so happy together. I can be your mommy and you can be my little boy again."

"No!" I cried. "I wanna be my daddy's little boy!"

Frank hung up the phone, sighing as he cradled me in his lap.

"Do you think we can just get some alone time?" Frank asked Bert and Lindsey.

I heard them get up to leave, shutting the door behind them. Frank shuffled around and I felt him lift my head up to look at him. He pressed my paci against my lips gently and I took it into my mouth gratefully. I snuggled up to his side as I clutched Flo to my chest.

"We'll get this sorted out," Frank whispered, kissing the top of my head. "Don't you worry about a single thing, Princess. It's all gonna turn out alright in the end. We gave each other now and that's the most important thing."

I nodded my head, feeling myself relax slightly against his warm body. His hand ran through my hair and I looked up into his eyes. His kind, hazel eyes. I could feel myself relaxing even more just from looking into them. There's nothing I could love more in the world. I love my daddy's beautiful hazel eyes.