"How far along are you?" My nurse asked as I sat on the table in the doctor's office. Stiles and Scott both sat in the chairs beside me, Stiles was looking at a pamphlet and Scott was fiddling with his thumbs nervously.

"Uh, fifteen weeks." I force a small smile. I hate that question, it just reminds me how close I am to having two babies. The nurse smiled wide, while writing something on the clipboard she was holding.

"Five weeks and you get to find out the gender. What are you hoping for?" She asked, tilting her head to the side in curiosity. I nervously scratched the back of my neck and chuckled a little. "Uhm, as long as they are both healthy I don't care what genders."

The nurse's mouth went wide, then she looked at the clipboard again. "Oh," She laughed. "I didn't see that you were having twins. Congratulations." I nodded as she finally left. I let out a sigh of relief and turned to the boys.

I don't know what's wrong with me but, lately I can't stop looking at Scott. It's been about three weeks since we last had sex and it's driving me mad. I wonder if that's normal...to be super horny right about now.

"How are you?" Scott asked me. Like I want to fuck you on this table. "Oh, I'm uh, fine. Just fine and dandy." I sent him a smile, biting my lip to try and distract myself. I rest my hand on top of my belly. In these past two weeks I've grown a lot.

It's getting harder to hide my pregnancy and people at school keep asking questions like; who's the dad, how many weeks along I am, if I'm gonna drop out, if I plan on getting an abortion. I mean, what the hell?

I smiled when doctor Neil walked through the door and sat down on his chair. The ultrasound was finished and now I get my consult. "So, Victoria, how are we feeling today?" He sent me a smile. Honestly it's a little weird that my boss is also my doctor, not gonna lie.

I smiled back. "I feel great, actually. The morning sickness has subsided which is good." He nods his head and looks at his computer. "Any other symptoms?" Neil asks. I thought it over, and I immediately thought back to what happened a week ago when I was at the mall with Danny and Lydia.

I grabbed one of the dresses that was hung up on the rack in the maternity section. It was a black and white striped dress that was tight fitting and went to the knees, it also had quarter sleeves and a U neckline.

I held it up for Danny and Lydia to see, they were both busy looking at a sweater that had a corny pun written on the belly. Lydia and Danny both smiled at the dress. "I like it." Lydia nodded. "You have to get it, it suits you--V are you okay? You're, you're bleeding." Danny came toward me worried.

He and Lydia rushed me to the bathroom, grabbing me tissues for my bloody nose. The blood was dripping down my face and had splattered onto my grey sweater.

I nodded. "Yeah, a week ago I got a really bad bloody nose. Like it didn't stop bleeding for ten minutes." Scott perked up at this and gave me a worried look. "You never told me about that." I shrugged, it's not really a big deal.

Neil gave me a light smile. "Don't worry, nose bleeds are completely normal. Although, if they last longer than fifteen minutes or you start feeling light headed, you should go to the ER immediately."

I nod in understanding. "What other symptoms should I expect, Doctor?" Neil looked deep in thought for a second before responding. "Becoming easily winded is normal, cravings might still be prominent, and an increased sex drive is common."

My cheeks flared at the last statement. So it is common. I heard Stiles groan to the right side of me and I laughed a little bit. "Well, that's all we have for today. The babies look healthy, you look healthy. Just come back in two to three weeks for another appointment."

With that the doctor walks out, leaving me and the boys alone. I let out a sigh as I get off the table, pulling up my leggings and pulling down my shirt. The shirt I'm wearing definitely shows the baby bump, which I don't really mind while I'm at this place.

"Shall we go?" I ask them, to which they both nod. Scott grabs my bag and helps me put on my coat while we leave the room. I send him a thankful smile, he's so sweet.

The three of us walk out of the doctors office, me stopping to make another appointment before we finally reach the parking lot. By the fine we make it to the car I feel a little winded.

I breath heavily and shoot a glare at Stiles. "Next time, park near the front. I really don't wanna walk across the entire lot." I huff before climbing into the back of the Jeep with the help of Scott.

I watch the two boys give each other a look before joining me in the Jeep. "So, where to now?" Stiles turned back to me, waiting for my response. I bit the inside of my cheek before nodding my head to the side.

"I need new clothes. I swear I just keep growing out of them. Every week I feel bigger. It's disgusting." I pout, leaning against the window.

It's true, I feel like I keep getting bigger and I feel gross. Neil said that a lot of first time mothers feel like that, especially ones that are as young as me.

"It's not disgusting—You're not disgusting." Scott turned to me, giving me a reassuring pat on the knee. I furrowed my brows. A knee pat? What is with the patting? Am I a dog?

I shot him a glare and go back to pouting out the window in silence. I watch the scenery go by; the greens, yellows, and browns mixing into a color I don't recognize.

It's not long until we pull up in front of target, I get out of the Jeep and leave the boys behind me to find their own way in. I felt an overwhelming anger at them and I really am trying not to get snappy.

"It's not disgusting—you're not disgusting." I sent Victoria a smile, tapping her lightly on the knee with my hand.

I hate that she feels disgusting and gross because of the pregnancy. I don't want her to feel like that at all, hell she's the most beautiful girl I've ever met—pregnancy and all.

I frown as she shoots me a stone cold glare before turning out the window. I turn back in my seat and Stiles gives me a shrug. What's up with her?

She's been having quite a bit of mood swings lately and I'm not sure how to deal with it. She makes me mad when she freaks out over nothing but, if I get mad she sometimes starts crying. It's a lot for one guy to handle.

Stiles says she's the same way at home, and all the websites say that it's quite common. I just can't deal with it much longer. I feel like I'm gonna snap.

I get out of the car when we pull up to Target. I offer Tori a hand, which she denies and storms off toward the store.

I turn to Stiles with my mouth agape. I hang my head, shaking it. "What did I do?" I ask, lost. Stiles shrugged and we began walking toward the store.

The two of us stood outside the dressing room a while later and watched as Tori came out every few moments with a new outfit on.

The door clicked open and Stiles and I turned to her with our practiced smiles on, telling her how much we loved the outfit.

"What do you guys think of this one? Does it make me look fat?" She turned to the side, the sight of her baby bump giving me a slight shock of anxiety.

When she told me she was pregnant it was hard to believe, but since she started showing I've felt more scared than I've ever been. I like Victoria, more than I've liked anyone—even Allison, but I still feel terrified.

I got her pregnant the first time we had sex, I can't believe I was so stupid to forget the condom. I wonder if she blames me, I would understand if she did.

"Scott?" Tori snapped me out of my trance, my eyes met her beautiful brown eyes. A wave of peace drowned over me, she makes me feel like everything will be okay—like it'll all be worth it. "Yeah?"

"What do you think?" She did a small turn, the blue top flowing out at the hip. I turned my head to the side slightly before shaking my head. "Honestly? I liked the other ones better."

"I agree." Tori sent me a small smile before going back into the room to change back into her clothes. I couldn't help checking her out as she walked off, she's so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?

"Can we please be done? We've been at this for an hour." Stiles sighed in slight annoyance. I frowned deeply before nodding. I did find some outfits I liked, i also bought some pants and shirts that will fit me later on so I don't have to keep shopping.

"I just need to try on a couple more things before we leave." I lied, wanting Stiles to leave so Scott and I could be alone for a few moments. Stiles stood up and sighed, my plan working. "I'll be in the Jeep."

Once he was gone I grabbed Scott, pulling him into the changing room. He furrowed his brows at me, confused. "Aren't you going to-"

I press my lips to his, silencing him quickly. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him to me. I moan into the kiss, I've been craving him for these past few days.

His lips move against mine in equal excitement. Scott puts his arms around my waist, grabbing my sides with his hands.

My back hits the wall and Scott's hands stay firmly on my sides, gripping me in need. I run my hands down his chest, digging my nails into the fabric.

I frown and let out a whine as he pulls away. A lopsided grin finds its way onto Scott's face. I go to kiss him again but he pulls away with the shake of his head.

"Why are you stopping?" I ask feeling sadness creep it's way into my stomach. Scott cocks an eyebrow with slight amusement.

"We're in a changing room at Target." He laughs. My eyes fall to the ground and I sidestep Scott. Is he making fun of me? Ugh, I feel so stupid.

"Victoria, what's wrong?" Scott asks me, trying to grab my arm to stop me. I tear his hand off me and grab my clothes before exiting the room.

Scott keeps saying my name, following behind me all throughout the store. I spin around after we get out of the store. "What?" I snap slightly.

Scott looks taken aback and moved backward a step. I sigh and frown. "Scott—" he cuts me off.

"No, Victoria. You can't just do that!" I roll my eyes. "Do what? You're the one who was laughing at me!" Scott scoffed and crossed his arms.

"What are you talking about? You keep on getting upset with me for no reason!" I step forward to him, pressing my finger to his chest. "Yeah, well you keep doing things to make me upset! It's not my fault that my emotions are all over the place." My voice broke at the end and I felt tears fall from my eyes.

Scott's face softens and he puts his hand on my cheek. "Look—Victoria, I'm sorry, okay? Just we need to talk about this stuff... you can't just bottle it up-it's not healthy."

I sniffle and cross my arms over my chest. My eyes fall to the ground and I nod my head. "You're right." I mumble. I sniffle a couple more times and feel Scott wrap his arms around me, pulling me to his chest. My ear presses against his chest and my arms around his waist.

I inhale his scent, loving the smell of earth and spice. "I don't want us to fight." I talk into his chest. Scott lazily runs his fingers through my hair, comfortingly. "Me either."

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A blade trailed across my cheek, drawing blood with the pressure. A hiss emits from lips. A laugh echoes around the room, and bright lights blind me.

"W-Who are you?" I stutter, as they move the blade across my throat lightly. Another laugh sounds. The noise is distorted and broken. I can't make out the gender or placement of said voice. "someone you know." Is all it says.

I gasp awake and sit up, clutching my stomach and head. I could feel sweat beading on my face and body. My head hurt after that vision.

I felt Scott sit up beside me, moving my hair off of my face. "Shh, Victoria." I didn't realize I was crying until he wiped away my tears. "What's wrong?"

I don't answer, instead I turn around and pull him into a tight hug. We fall back on the bed, him holding me tight to his chest.

His hand traced patterns on my bare back, soothing me. We sat like that for awhile, in silence. "I had a vision." I broke the quiet.

Scotts hand stopped for a moment before resuming. "What did you see?" He asked, his voice was deep and scratchy from sleep. I shook my head, I really don't want to relive it. And I don't want to worry Scott. Besides, maybe my vision won't come true.

"Okay. We can just...lay here." I nod and let my eyes fall close. Scott makes me feel safe. My tears stop as I listen to the steady beat of his heart.

Today we argued and now he's holding me while I fall asleep. I don't know how else to describe the feelings I have for this boy. "I love you, Scott McCall." I whisper as I drift back to sleep.

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Edit: 4/3/2020

I honestly didn't change anything.