Hey everyone.

I have registration for my kiddos tomorrow.

So since it's going to be a busy day, I've decided to post the new chapter.

Hope you enjoy.

With Love

WhoooahKay

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No, fuck no.

Under no circumstances do I want to talk about this.

I don't want to get the look on my face. I don't want to see the look on his face.

Honestly, I want to forget the whole thing happened.

We've been at the restaurant for 45 minutes now, and aside from ordering, it's been completely quiet.

"OK, so." Mason wiped his mouth and leaned back in his chair. "You're fed, so I know you're not hungry. You took a nap, so I know you're not tired."

"Which means we can head to the party." I nodded.

"How about." He leaned forward and grabbed my hand over the table. "We actually talk." He nodded.

I pursed my lips and shook my head. "There's nothing to talk about."

"So, you call, being pregnant, losing a baby and a fallopian tube, and almost dying, nothing?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Can you." I sighed. "Can we not talk about it, please."

He shook his head. "No. Because we need to talk about it."

"Why? Everything has been fine."

"No Ol. Everything has not been fine. It's been 3 months, and the only time either of us has mentioned it is when we had to explain to everyone, but never to each other. Everything is not fine. I'm sure as hell not fine, and seeing as you wont even look at me right now, means you're not fine."

I took a deep breath and shook my head. "I'm not doing this." I looked at him. "I am not talking about it."

"Why." He shook his head. "Why is it so easy for you to act is if nothing happened. When we talked about it the night it happened, everything was fine. We've talked about babies in the future, and getting married some day, and moving in together when you graduate, we talk about the future. Why the hell can't we talk about what happened."

"Because I don't want to Mason." I put my silverware down. "Now if we're done, I'd like to go back to the cabin."

"No Olivia, we're not done talking about this." He groaned.

"You might not be, but I am." I slid my jacket on. "I will be in the car whenever you're ready."

"Olivia, do not do that." He shook his head as I walked away from the table.

I went out to the car and sat there for a while, maybe 10 minutes before he came walking out.

He was quiet for a majority of the ride.

"I can't believe you just up and left me like that." He shook his head.

"I told you I was done." I crossed my arms.

"And I wasn't. Olivia I can't keep acting as if it didn't happen. It did happen!"

"Mason stop." I shook my head.

"No Ol! Not talking to you about it, is killing me." He nodded. "Do you know how heart breaking it is to think about this when I don't want to? But I'm not running from it like you are. I'm the one person you're supposed to talk about this with because it happened to both of us. Not just me, not just you."

"Seriously, fucking stop!" I yelled.

"Then start listening!" He yelled. "Why can't you just listen to what I have to say about this." He looked at me as he pulled in to the driveway and parked. "Better yet, why are you running instead of talking about it."

"Because it's fucking embarrassing Mason!" I shot toward him.

He pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows. "So, having a baby with me is embarrassing." He nodded.

I sighed. "No." I shook my head.

"That's what you just said Olivia!" He shook his head and got out of the car.

"Mason what are you doing." I jumped out of the car and followed.

"Walking away, should be familiar to you." He yelled and opened the door.

"Mason!" I yelled as I slammed the door behind me and followed him down the hall.

"Mason Dean!" I yelled again.

And as soon as I got to our door, he slammed it right in my face.

I groaned. "Shit."

I walked in to the living room and saw Tory and Ben just stare at me.

I took a deep breath. "I'm sorry."

"Ol." Ben shook his head.

I wiped my face and walked to the back deck.

"Ol!" Ben yelled.

I closed the door behind me and leaned against the railing, and a few minutes later the door opened.

"Didn't go so good?" Ben came and stood next to me.

I shook my head.

"What happened?" He looked over at me.

"Ben I can't talk about this."

"Why not?" He shook his head. "He's your boyfriend Ol."

"Because I'm embarrassed Ben. And hurt, and I can't even go a day, without flashing back to waking up and seeing Jake covered in my blood. I can't, talk about it."

He sighed. "Please tell me you didn't tell him you were embarrassed."

I nodded. "But I didn't mean embarrassed by him." I shook my head.

"Then why are you embarrassed Ol? You being hurt, and traumatized, that's understandable. But embarrassed?"

"Because I'm a 16 year old girl who got pregnant in high school."

"Ol." He wrapped his arm over my shoulder. "That happens than more often than not."

"Yeah, not while sneaking around behind everyone's back, lying to every one you love, with the one person you were told to stay away from. The one person who I never wanted to see me as weak, saw me laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to machines, getting blood transfusions, and watching his mom change my bandages because I lost his baby." I sniffled.

He sighed. "Olivia." He shook his head.

"I could've gotten looked at sooner, I could've tried to prevent it, but It wouldn't have mattered because my body, wasn't strong enough to do the one thing its supposed to actually do. And the minute I found out what happened, a small part of me, died inside. The reality is Ben, that I would've loved the hell out of that baby, and I'm embarrassed, because it's my body's fault that I don't get to. OK? So I can't, talk about this with him, because I don't want to do this." I motioned up and down my body. "So please, for the love of god, just stop."

"Hey." He wrapped me in his arms. "Hey." He squeezed. "Olivia things just happen. And some things that do, are no ones fault." He kissed my cheek. "You are the strongest person I know, but Ol, he is the one person who you don't have to be strong with. He saw you like that, he knows what happened, and the kid still looks at you like you make the earth rotate. You don't have to be embarrassed about this with him. If anything, going through this, he thinks you're stronger than he ever knew you were. You are allowed to cry, and you're allowed to break, especially with him. You can do that with any of us, but most importantly, him. So go, talk to him. Tell him all of that. Cry, and break. Because it's OK to. Especially about this." He nodded.

I shook my head.

"Yes. Ol it's killing you, but it's killing him too." He pulled me inside. "Seriously, go."

"You OK?" Tory stood up from the couch and hugged me.

I shook my head.

"I got him to let me in. Olivia you should really talk to him." She rubbed my shoulders.

"I don't even know what to-"

"Every thing you just told me." Ben nodded.

I took a deep breath and walked down the hall.

I shook my head and knocked.

"What!" He yelled.

I opened the door, closed behind me, and leaned back against it.

"Tears? Really?" He nodded. "Just as I was beginning to think you're heartless." He shook his head and flopped back on the bed.

I wiped my face. "I didn't mean embarrassed by you." I sighed.

"Then what the hell would you be embarrassed about Olivia. Please, enlighten me." He sat up, clapped his hands together, and folded them.

I sniffled and took a deep breath. "Because I am a 16 year old girl, who got pregnant in high school, and lost a baby because my couldn't do the one thing it's supposed to, and that's carry one. And I'm embarrassed, because it was yours, and I love you, and I feel like I disappointed you because I couldn't do it."

His face when from pissed past the limit, to soft real quick as his shoulders sunk. He sighed and closed his eyes. "Baby, come here."

I pursed my lips and shook my head.

"I'm serious, come here." He moved to the end of the bed and grabbed my hand.

He pulled me in to his lap and kissed me.

"Of course I'm disappointed, but not in you." He shook his head. "Ol, what happened, nothing either of us did could've caused it, or prevented it. We've had that drilled in to your head. And it's not your body's fault. It just attached in the wrong place. It's gonna happen some day, but just, now wasn't our time. And I'm disappointed, because as ridiculous as it sounds, I feel like I would've loved being a dad. Watching you be a mom, right beside me, having a family with my best friend. Thinking about it hurts. It hurts knowing it was there one minute, and not the other. But what hurts me more is that you act as if nothing happened at all." He shook his head.

I wiped my face and buried it in his shoulder. "I'm hurting." I nodded. "And you are the last person I want to see me hurting."

"Hey." He pulled my head away. "Hurting or not, I always want you to talk to me about how you're feeling."

I sniffled. "I don't talk about it, because talking about it makes it worse." I shook my head. "Every single day, I flash back to waking up, and seeing Jake covered in my blood. I see my moms face when Jake asked me if I knew. I see the hurt on your face when your mom was talking us through the surgery. And every single morning when I wake up." I got up and walked over to my bag. I pulled out my small folded up pieces of paper and handed it to him. "I look at that so I know it wasn't just a nightmare. So I know that it really fucking happened, so trust me, I haven't acted like nothing happened, I haven't forgot it happened."

He scrunched his face and unfolded the papers. His face sunk. "Where did you get these." He shook his head.

"My mom asked Trish to get some pictures because she knew I would want them eventually. And after I screamed at my mom that I wasn't really pregnant, she brought that, and the ultra sound picture home. The amniotic sac is there, and there is what the baby looked like. So, no. I don't act as if nothing happened."

He put his hand over his mouth and shook his head. "It's so little."

I nodded.

"But it had eyes. And toes." He sniffled.

"He was about the size of a apple seed, but your mom zoomed in the picture. And at 5 weeks, he was starting to develop the heart, and stomach, and liver, and kidneys. And my placenta was starting to form. And he was forming a spinal cord and a brain, and-"

"OK." He pulled me back in to his lap. "OK, I get it. I'm sorry." He shook his head. "I, am an asshole, because I didn't realize that you were actually hurting enough to research all of that, or that you even had these, let alone have to look at them every morning. OK?" He sniffled. "Baby I'm sorry."

"Can you never tell me I'm heartless again please."

"Ol I didn't mean it. I was upset."

"Clearly." I choked out.

"Wait." He looked down at me. "You said he?"

I nodded. "They did genetic testing, the same testing they do during IVF, and, they found out it was a boy."

He pursed his lips and nodded. "Can I have a copy of these?"

I nodded.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me backward to lay down.

He squeezed and kissed the top of my head. "I love you."

I nuzzled my face in his neck. "I love you."

"Thank you. For finally talking."

I nodded.

He took a deep breath. "Parker huh?" He shook his head. "Parker Lucas."

I looked up at him.

"You said dad could pick the middle name. Parker Lucas Hollow."

"Why Lucas." I shook my head.

"After Oak." He nodded. "The entire time, through everything, he was there. He never stopped thinking we would work, even when we were broken up. He pushed us when we needed it. And, from the very beginning, he knew I would do it. I honestly don't think we would've gotten through half of what we have without him. So, Parker Lucas Hollow."

I sighed. "He doesn't know about it."

"We should tell him. And our dads."

"Mason." I shook my head.

"Ol, it's time." He nodded. "We've gotta deal with it. And the fact that it took us this long to talk about it, means that maybe, we need help. To talk to someone completely before we keep talking about it to each other. Because we said things we shouldn't have."

I pursed my lips and nodded. "Tomorrow, when we get home."

He leaned down and kissed me. "Thank you." He rubbed his nose against mine and rested his fore head on mine. "So much."

"I'm sorry it took so long." I shook my head.

"And I clearly shouldn't have pushed." He kissed me again. "How about, since we're both in our feelings, we put on comfy clothes, I brought my big fluffy crew neck that you can steal, and you and I go out and grab the ice cream we got last night, we come back here, and we watch your girly movies. How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days?"

"You hate Matthew McCaughnahey." I pouted.

He sighed and grabbed the pictures again. "I just made you break down to the point where you brought these out. It's pretty safe to say that I was wrong, and I am wrong for pushing." He nodded. "And we should probably apologize to Tory and Ben. Again." He pursed his lips.

"Yeah, we, fucked that up. Didn't we."

"Yeah, I just hope he did it before we got back. Because I guess, I shook the cabin when I closed the door."

"Slammed it." I nodded. "In my face."

"I'm sorry." He scrunched his face. He rolled me to my back and kissed me. "I love you."

"I love you." I nodded.

He pulled me to my feet, we changed, and then he grabbed the pictures off the bed.

"What're you doing?" I shook my head.

"I'm gonna show Ben."

"Mason." I sighed.

"He had toes." He turned the picture around. "Look at his toes."

"OK." I nodded.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room.

Tory and Ben were all snuggled up on the couch.

"We're uh." Mason looked down at me. "We're really sorry."

"You guys have nothing to be sorry for." Tory shook her head. "We, had a great night." She smiled at Ben.

"Yes, we did babe." He leaned over and kissed her. "Are you two OK?" He looked up at us.

"I, am an asshole." Mason nodded.

"UH." Ben shook his head. "I thought you-"

"Look at this." Mason walked over and handed him the papers as I walked in to the kitchen.

"A sea monkey?" Ben gave him a look.

"No dude. That's my baby." Mason shook his head. "Holly asked my mom for it. She looks at it every morning, and I am an asshole."

Tory got up and walked over to me.

"Everything OK?" She pursed her lips.

I nodded. "We're uh, telling our dads and Oaken tomorrow."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at me. "Really?"

"It's pretty clear that we both need some type of help." I sighed.

She gave me a small smile. "And, you know that if you ever need anything, you've got me, right?"

I returned her smile and wrapped my arms around her. "You know I love you, right?" I nodded. "Seriously, thank you for being my friend."

"Thank you for being mine." She kissed my cheek.

"It's got toes." Ben tilted his head.

"He." Mason pointed at him. "He had toes. And eyes, and I guess starting to grow organs, and a spinal cord."

"He?"

"He." Mason nodded.

"He, looks so much better now." Tory whispered.

Yeah, just, I don't know if I will ever be.