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Luciano Lurken

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A baby. A little crying bundle of skin and bones. That image was one that Luciano had not been able to get out of his head since several days previously when Abbey had told him the news. How could he have made one of those? He hadn't even thought about that when they had been caught up in the moment. The wild and emotional moment that now didn't actually seem worth the consequences. Luciano, being homeschooled in a wizarding family and then being sent to Hogwarts had never had the 'talk' drilled into his head like what happened at muggle schools. He hadn't thought of any preventitive methods at the time. And now... This baby. He had no idea how to be a father, and his own hadn't exactly set a great example. At least he knew what not to do. When Luciano had got the news, straight from Abbey's own moth, which he respected and thought was brave of her, he had not freaked out or yelled. Though admittedly once he was alone he had uttered a string of rather words. No, as usual the mask he kept up remained on his face, only quavering a little. He had refrained from showing any emotion at all, particularly negative. It was his only way of keeping himself calm, and in turn Abbey also. It would be even more awful if they fought or drifted apart. Though he wasn't exactly happy about the whole thing, Luciano did understand that he would need to support Abbey through the whole thing, and for the rest of the baby's life. Whenever he thought about that endless amount of time he felt sick to the stomach. He didn't doubt his feelngs for Abbey, but now they were basically connected for life.

Luciano ran his hands through his hair, trying to relieve some of the tension and stress. He was waiting in a secluded area somewhere south of the school. Why Abbey had asked to meet him here, so far away from everything was beyond him. Everything seemed beyond his control at the moment. Luciano felt almost apprenhensive of their meeting. He was imagining all the pieces of news that she could bring him. Like twins. Or that she no longer wanted to be together. His pessimistic side was complete control. Attempting in vain topush all the thoughts out of his head, a skill that he was normally very good at, Luciano waited wearily for Abbey's arrival.
 
After everything Abigail Lurken has seen and been through this break, she wanted something quiet and she was not thinking many things through. So, here is what Abbey had gone and done. She had asked Luciano to meet with her at a secluded place south of the school, at a small cafe where her parents, her adopted parents that were really her aunt and uncle, were going to arrive at shortly after her. Somehow, they needed to know. They needed to know that she was pregnant. In her outfit, it was noticeable. She had been covering up her pregnant belly by means of large shirts but now she was ready to show it all. The truth had to be revealed, in some way or another. What she was thankful for actually was that Luciano was calm and not so freaked out by it. Abbey had already cried and everything, but now she had come into acceptance for her pregnancy, and she damned that Luciano and her did not think about the consequences that day. Luciano and herself were linked, but what she was terrified of still was losing him now. She adored him to no end, and he was the father of her child. What else could she really do?

Her amethyst eyes landed on Luciano as she arrived and she smiled wearily. Abbey was sly and cunning as a snake, which was why she was put in Slytherin to begin with, and she was surprising him and her parents. Abbey rushed to his side, and she confessed due to the large amount of hormones controlling her right now, "Lucy, I cannot lie to Millard and Noelle any longer. They have to know. So, they will be here shortly. I'm sorry for saying anything before hand." Maybe they could actually help with their situation. Didn't Noelle go through it before? Maybe they could offer some advice or worse...make her put the baby up for adoption. Thankfully there were not twins though. Abbey would die if there were twins. She only had one though. And she could not wait until she found out whether or not the baby is a girl or a boy.
 
The baby image was still torturing Luciano as he sat at the cafe, head in his hands in an attempt to push it away. He was not used to or liking this new loss of control he had over his thoughts. The mixed emotions and surprises, well mainly just the one big surprise in particular seemed to be doing his head in a little. At the sound of familiar foot falls, Luciano brought his head back up, eyes immediately foccussing on Abbey as she walked towards him, and her swollen stomach. So it was real, the little creation was really there. It was like a slap in the face. Up until now, he hadn't actually seen any evidence of the child, due to the clothing Abbey had been wearing. Luciano also knew that he had been avoiding looking at her stomach, partly out of respect and partly because he just really did not want to see. But now, it was right there under her white shirt, staring at him, keeping his gaze. Luciano tore his gaze from the bump, and raised his eyes up to Abbey's face. For one of the first times in his life he felt... Awkward. This was certainly unfamiliar to the seventeen year old, who was normally able to easily and smoothly handle any situation.

Luciano didn't return Abbey's smile, but not out of any ill feelings towards her, it was just his way of keeping everything as normal as possible. This was futile, he knew. Nothing would ever be 'normal' again. What was normal, anyway? Luciano didn't know. And the words that had just come out of Abbey's mouth made him double take on the slight smile that had lifted his lips at the familiar nickname "Uh-" he said. He knew that these people were related to her in some way, which was a little daunting "Should be interesting" he said finally, his normal closed demeanor returned. He was sure that telling one's parents about a teenage pregnancy was one of the most daunting moments in the unlucky person's life. He was strangely glad for once that he didn't have parents anymore. That wasn't entirely true, but Luciano no longer considered William Rossi to be his father, and his mother was dead. There was the issue of telling his uncle, however they weren't close and hardly talked. The only interaction they ever had was silent companionship when Luciano came home from Hogwarts New Zealand during the holidays. It wouldn't matter too much. Assuming that these people had not arrived at the cafe yet, Luciano pulled the chair next to him for Abbey o sit down. He knew it was his duty to look after her more now. Physically looking after people wasn't one of his strengths, but he knew he had to learn "So, how are you feeling?" he asked Abbey, trying to make his voice sound as natural as possible, which didn't really succeed to his ears.
 
Millard put on his jacket as he finished getting ready. He still didn’t know why Abigail had asked him and Noelle to meet her today in one of the small cafes near the school. In all fairness he hadn’t seen her for much of the holidays as he had been tutoring more kids than usual who had done less than satisfactory in their exams before the holidays and their parents wanted them to get some private tutoring so they could do better in their next year. Millard didn’t mind his job as much after he had his own children, it was the parents that he couldn’t stand a lot of the time for some of them were so stuck up and thought that their children were the best things on the Earth when Millard knew otherwise. Walking into the nursery where Noelle had been getting Charlette ready for her nap and making sure the house elf knew everything (which of course it did). The little girl was almost two years old now and had grown so much as had the fathers love for her. “Come on Noelle, we don’t want to keep Abigail waiting.” he said with the foreign softness in his voice that he only kept for his family. Once Noelle finished fussing over the little girl the two parents made their way downstairs, saying goodbye to their son and apparated off to where they were to meet Abigail. Seeing the purple eyed girl with some boy Millard’s stare hardened. “Who’s this?” he asked, not finding the need for pleasantries. While Millard was Abigails Uncle he was also her adoptive father and as such was very protective over her and while she was an adult now he didn’t like the idea of her seeing boys. Millard’s gaze was on the young boy although if he had looked over at Abigail his mood would have been even worse as he had yet to see her swollen belly.
 
Noelle finished off her hair before she put her little girl into her crib. She had been a little crabby as of late due to another tooth coming through, her last one in fact. Noelle felt that Charlette was growing up all too quickly on her and she wasn’t fond of the idea but she knew that it would have to happen sooner or later. Once the little girl was sound in her crib she rhymed off the list of things for the house elf. Noelle knew very well that the house elf knew how to look after her children but her motherly instincts were always high in the young woman so she couldn’t help it. Upon hearing her husband’s voice she nodded her head. Making her way downstairs to say goodbye to her eldest child she wrapped her fingers around her husband’s slightly bigger hand and felt the sensation of apparition come over her. Noelle, in all fairness, had been slightly worried about Abigail as of late, the girl seemed to be crying a lot but she had talked off a young boy who was now her boyfriend so she hoped all was well and that it was just some teenage girl things that had been getting her down. Noelle hadn’t told Millard about Luciano yet because she knew how he would get and true enough when they got to the cafe and saw Abbey with a young man Millard cut straight to the point. “Oh hush Millard. You must be Luciano, it’s lovely to meet you.” she said with a soft smile, being much more accepting about things than her husband. “Hello dear.” she said as she walked over to Abbey, giving her a small hug. As her arms wrapped around her daughter she felt some strange, something that shouldn’t be there. Slowing breaking apart, Noelle’s eyes fell to Abbey’s stomach. “ Abigail Shawn Lurken!” she said, her voice now slightly shrill but low so as not to attract any unwanted attention. “Are you pregnant?” she said, still low so Millard wouldn’t hear her, if he reacted badly to seeing Abbey with a boy all hell would break loose if he saw her with child.
 
Abbey could not resist the small laugh that escaped from her lips. She nodded, "A little bit interesting. I just hope that dad doesn't go ballistic." Abbey placed a small hand on her stomach, as it was a little swollen now. She hated it that it was so obvious that she was with child. Hell, she did not even feel comfortable by wearing jeans anymore. She stuck with sweatpants now. Abbey smiled lightly, "Um, it is getting better as I go into the second trimester. At least I think it looks human now." It was even more of a realization that she was having a baby. She bit her lip nervously at Luciano, and she hoped that he would be there for her all the way. They did not know how each other felt, but she did not take a seat because she heard two sets of footsteps. Oh no, they are hear already... She wanted some alone time with Luciano, but now was not the time. Now the time had called for her to announce the news to the family. Slowly, her amethyst eyes turned with her head as she did her best to hide the evidence to face Millard and Noelle Lurken.

As expected, Millard demanded to know who Luciano was, and then she heard Noelle interfere just as she opened her mouth to defend Luciano. Abbey smiled lightly as Noelle approached her and she greeted, "Hello, you two. And yes, this is Luciano..." Her arms wrapped around the neck of Noelle, and embracing her in a nice and firm - though not too firm - hug. However, Abbey released Noelle from the hug, as Noelle had, and then Noelle became a little shrill. But her voice was low, and Abbey bit the inside of her lip when Noelle hit the news right on the spot. Whispering, "Yeah, and I wanted to tell you and dad... Luciano is the father of course, and I am about fifteen weeks..." Could she have hidden it for the full forty? Well, she could have hidden it until she was at school again, and then well... No, that would not work. "Dad needs to know, and I don't know what else to do now. I'm pregnant, and about to lose it as is!" However, her voice had raised above a whisper, and she realized in horror that easily...Millard would have heard it. Her hand clamped to her mouth, but it was too late.
 
Luciano gave her a very uncomfortable look when she mentioned the words 'dad' and 'balistic' in the same sentence. That was just what he needed to deal with, an over protective father. He just seemed to have constant fraternal problems. Sighing he an his hands over his face, composing himself yet again. He glanced furtively around for anybody who might look like an angry parent coming his way. Looking but into Abbey's amythest eyes for a fraction of a second. Not really wanting to think about the proportions of the baby that was his, Luciano just nodded in reply. Truthfully the whole formation in the stomach and stages of pregnancy put him off, like most males. It was a little sickening to think that a human came out of there. Not letting any of these thoughts show on his face as he also knew, and was put off by, the emotional states that pregnant women got themselves in. He wasn't entirely experienced himself, until now, but it just seemed to be an unspoken male code to avoid involvement in preganancy and it's ups and downs like the plague. He found himself no exception.

Lost in his thoughts, Luciano looked up a second before a hard male voice was directed at him. Well tis had to be the father. He didn't like the tone he spoke in, and he didn't even know about the baby yet. Trying in vain to tell himself that it was good that Abbey's father was protective of her, Luciano was about to open his mouth and make use of his excellent social skills drilled into him for the purpose of impressing others, the woman spoke. Her words were much kinder, which Luciano appreciated. He smiled, trying to force it to be genuine, and stood up smoothly to shake her hand "You also" he said, his British accent making the short sentence sound very formal. Luciano tensed ever so slightly when he heard Noelle speak in a tone that meant she had realised there was something very different about her daughter. In an attempt to distract Millard, Luciano turned to him, extending his hand once more "It's good to meet you" he said, clearing his throat a little. His eyes turned quickly back to Abbey as she spoke loudly. Too loudly.
 
Millard was not one bit happy to say the least. The Death Eater had pretty much raised Abigail since his brother and sister – in – law and gone and got themselves killed and even before that he had been very close to her and almost felt like her real father. So when she saw that the little girl was presumably dating a boy he knew that she really was not a little girl anymore and he didn’t like this fact. Folding his arms across his chest his gaze remained on the young man, it was hard and cold, he immediately didn’t like the boy even though he didn’t know him but he was sure it was just a father prerogative. When Noelle spoke to the boy he looked down at her, “You knew about him and didn’t tell me?” he asked, clearly not amused that his wife was keeping things from him, and here he thought there was no secrets in a marriage. Millard shrugged it off, figuring his wife knew him well enough to know that he wouldn’t take this well which he clearly wasn’t. When his gaze landed on Luciano again he saw the boy attempt to make a conversation with him, at least he seemed respectable. As he was about to give him the benefit of the doubt for Abigail his ears pricked up when he heard part of the two ladies conversation. He looked over at Abigail, his eyes wide with horror and anger. “You’re pregnant?!” His voice showing his clear dislike for that work coming out of his daughters mouth. “You...” he said, his words dripping with poison as he glared over at Luciano. “You did this to my daughter? You will pay.” he said as he advanced at the boy. Abigail would feel his wrath soon enough for being so stupid and letting this happen but the boy that dare touch his daughter was going to pay first.
 
Noelle rolled her eyes at Millard’s question. Of course she knew that her daughter was dating a boy, it was a mother’s prerogative to know this sort of thing and she knew her husband wouldn’t take lightly to the fact that their daughter had grown up and was dating. Although the fact that Abigail was dating was the last thing that they had to worry about right now. Noelle could tell that Abigail had been a little...off as off late and while pregnancy was something that had crossed her mind at the start she had waved it off almost as soon as she had thought of it. She knew her daughter was a smart girl and wouldn’t let herself get into such a situation but clearly she was wrong when Abigail confirmed her suspicions. Fifteen weeks? How could Noelle not have seen it sooner? She didn’t know what to think right now, she had so many thoughts going through her head. Sure, she had gotten pregnant when she was young but at least she had been in a relationship with Millard longer than Abigail had with Luciano and she had graduated school, Abigail still had her whole seventh year ahead of her, what was she going to do? For now Noelle simply nodded her head when Abigail told her that Millard had to know and that she didn’t know what to do. Of course she didn’t know what to do; she was still a child herself in Noelle’s eyes. Noelle hadn’t realised that Abigail had raised her voice until she saw the young woman put her hand over her mouth and turned around to see Millard advance for Luciano. “Millard no!” she spoke firmly as she went to her husband’s side and stopped him. “That is the last thing we need right now.” she told him, her voice begging and her eyes pleading that he calm down for now. Once Millard had resumed his stance of his arms folded across his chest she looked at the two young soon to be parents. “First things first, are you going to keep the baby?” Noelle asked Abigail. Once she knew that answer they could carry on.
 
Abbey watched in horror as Millard advanced toward Luciano. Abbey did what she thought was right and went to guard Luciano with her own body, and thankfully, Noelle had stopped him before he could advance anymore. "Dad, please, it is as much my fault as it is his, maybe more of my fault because um... Let's not go into details with that actually..." Abbey glanced behind her to see Luciano, and she smiled lightly, trying to lighten the tense situation, but truth be told, there was nothing tense about this at all. Abbey loved Luciano and all, and she would not have brought him here if she knew that Millard was going to attack him. The more Abbey thought about it, the scarier it got. Was being pregnant more scary than her parents? She did not think so. Abbey's uncertain gaze landed on Noelle. She asked if she was going to keep the baby, and she thought that it was a little obvious. Abbey nodded, "Yes, I want to keep the baby. I don't want to give it up for adoption, or...the alternative. I want my son or daughter to grow up with happy parents, with Luciano and I." Abbey averted her gaze from everyone, and to her sneaker. What else could she really say?
 
Luciano almost rolled his eyes. Being talked about like he wasn't even there had always exasperated him, though it happened often. He had enough sense to refrain from any reaction, as the situation just seemed to be getting worse. If he was opposed to Abbey being in a relationship, how was he going to react to the pregnancy? Luciano had suffered enough abuse that year. It was ironic how that abuse had produced that time at the Hogs Head, and in turn this. Sure enough, at Abbey's rather loud confirmation of the pregnancy, Millard reacted exactly as Luciano had expected. Taking a quick step away from Abbey, to eliminate the risk of her getting involved if the man decided to physically take him on "I'm sorry... Sir" he said, trying to actually sound apologetic. Knowing that he probably sounded a little cold, which was echoed in his hard eyes. However challenging the man or not saying the right things would not help the situation, or Abbey's well being and happiness which was the only reason he was having this meeting. He knew that he must care for her deeply to do this. Though it was true that his background meant that he liked conflict, as it made him feel stronger.

Shooting Abbey a rather painful look as she started blabbering about how the baby had come into existence, he was quite relieved when she realised what she was starting to say. Those details were certainly not ones that he wanted to go into with her parents. Noelle's question made Luciano's eyes flick to Abbey, as this was her decision. He had known that her intentions were to keep the baby, though it was possible that she'd changed her mind. He was still a little confused to as whether he actually wanted to be a full time father or not. He supposed that he would find out pretty soon, judging by the size of Abbey's stomach. Luciano didn't know anything about pregnancy, so the baby could be about to come for all he knew. Blinking once at the mention of 'happy parents', Luciano kept his eyes straight ahead, not speaking. With the childhood he had had, and the absolute opposite of what Abbey envisioned for the baby, it was almost hard to imagine what having happy parents would be like. Starting to fall into the familiar black mood that came over him when memories of his childhood started coming back, Luciano firmly nodded in agreement with Abbey's words to show his commitment.
 
Millard didn’t appreciate that Noelle had stopped him from giving the boy what was coming to him. “You will be!” he glared at Luciano when he said that he was sorry. He had gotten his daughter pregnant and he was going to pay for it. When Abigail pointed out that it was as much her fault as it was his he nodded his head. He couldn’t agree with her more. “I thought you were a smart girl, Abigail. What happened?” he asked, his tone a mixture of confusion and disappointment. He knew that many girls her age would go and get themselves pregnant but he never imagined that Abigail would be one of those girls. Those girls were stupid and had no respect for themselves but he had thought that Abigail had been raised better than that; part of him blamed himself. He appreciated that Abigail had left out the details of the whole thing, he really didn’t need to hear that coming from her mouth and he knew all about it having two of his own children. He kept his gaze on Abigail and saw the look that she gave the young man that had gotten her pregnant. He hated to see this look because he knew that there was nothing he could do about it. He knew the look well enough by now to know not to mess with it no matter how much he hated this situation. When Noelle asked if they would going to keep the baby he held his breath for the answer; there could be hope yet – although that wasn’t exactly the first thing that crossed his mind. He let out a small groan when Abigail told them that she was keeping the baby. He didn’t exactly know how the child was going to grow up with parents...unless. Millard knew that from now on there was only one thing that could happen and it wasn’t a suggestion. “That settles it then. If you want this child to grow up with happy parents then it is to be made official, now!” he told them, his voice never wavering. “You two are to be married. And I don’t mean a few years down the line, I mean before the holidays are up. I will have no grandchild of mine growing up without their parents together.” he spoke, the tone of his voice showing that this was to be final and that there would be no arguments.
 
Noelle really wished that Millard would learn to control his temper better but she supposed that was asking too much from her husband; he was a Death Eater after all. Noelle nodded her head softly when Abigail answered her question, voicing her wish to keep her child. Noelle knew that the next few months were going to be hard for the young girl. They had been hard for Noelle when she fell pregnant with Peter but at least she was out of school and wouldn’t have to face the ridicule from her fellow classmates; teenagers were such vicious beings at times especially with situations like this. She turned her head to look up at Millard as he spoke. She was honestly shocked at his words. That was something that had never even crossed her mind and she never expected Millard to even come up with such a suggestion. A moment ago he was going to kill Luciano and now he expected him to become their son – in – law. She started to speak to object but Millard stopped her before she could even say anything. She knew that no amount of talking would get her husband to change his mind. Looking over at Abigail she frowned her eyebrows. The young girl was barely an adult and pregnant and was been pretty much forced to be married. She knew she would have found it hard at her age but she wondered how much of hell would break loose at Millard’s words.
 
Abbey's hope showed a little more when Luciano confirmed that he was going to be there for her. They were going to raise this baby into a world full of love and hope, something neither of them had while growing up. She rested her hands upon her stomach as she felt something, but she did not know what it was just yet. But what her father said almost made her faint upon hearing it. And the tone of voice, she could not argue with. He was serious about them getting married. That had not crossed her mind at all. The deadline was almost impossible as well. She only assumed that there would be no dream wedding every girl secretly wanted. Abbey did not know what to say or do. She just glanced at Luciano, and she blamed herself. She had to say that they had to tell the parents. And now, her father was forcing them to be married, and she had no other choice. Abbey thought that she just ruined Luciano's life, because now, they were going to be stuck together. As husband and wife. Before the holidays, that was just...wow. Abbey sank into a chair and she uttered, "Married...? Luciano...I'm so sorry..." Would he run now? Millard may have control over her, but he could apparate out, do something to avoid this all. She could not. She buried her face with her hands, and she wanted nothing more but to just cry. These hormones were aggravating her to no end, but no tears came. Just soft sighs. She was expecting Luciano to just run, get away from her and her parents. Why would anyone want to be married like this?
 
The whole conversation that was developing was starting to make Luciano's head spin a little. He did not normally get so tense and almost panicked. Not until this whole baby thing had started. Now he felt much more open and vulnerable, as though his feelings were on display for everybody despite his efforts to keep up his normal cold act. Not knowing what to do, he just stood there eyes flicking between Abbey and her father. The man could not be serious. They were only seventeen, were expecting a baby, and now he wanted them to be married? He didn't even know the man, and didn't see why he should have to take orders from him. About to open his mouth to argue, Luciano saw the expression on Abbey's face and thought better of himself. It was quite obvious that what came out of Millard's mouth was to be obeyed, and so he found himself with no choice. To anger the man would not be a very good idea, as he could imagine being forbidden from ever seeing Abbey again, which would drive him absolutely insane.

Luciano nodded at Abbey once, signalling that he had accepted it. Though, married before the term started? That did not leave much time at all. His stomach turned over at the thought of being married. Turning to face Millard, eyes quite cold and hard to show that he was not at all happy with this arrangement, he asked cooly "When do you propose this happens, then?" If Millard was going to force them to marry, then he would organise it. Luciano would have no part in except for saying 'I do'.
 
Millard knew that his decision was rather harsh and may not have been the most desirable option but he felt that it was the right thing to do. He had done it himself and while he and Noelle didn’t stay married for too long they soon realised they couldn’t stay away from each other and ended up married again but because of this it was clear to him that it was the best idea for the two young adults. He felt that if he and Noelle hadn’t been married for at least part of Peter’s young life then things may have turned out differently. At least when they were married neither had much choice to just get up and leave and leave the other one in a rather difficult situation. Even though he wasn’t happy about all of this he really was doing it for Abigail’s best interests at heart. She was young, too young to be a mother and he didn’t want her to have to raise the child on her own without the father there. Of course he and Noelle would help her in any way possible but without the father then it would be useless and he saw the way she looked at him, he didn’t want Abigail to be heartbroken, this allowed Millard to keep even more of a close eye on Luciano who he had yet to find one nice thing about and he didn’t think that he would ever like the boy, it wasn’t in Millard’s personality to take a liking to people easily. When the boy asked when it was going to happened he admired that neither of them seemed to argue against him, at least they knew better than that. “Before you return to school. If you are going to be attending school, pregnant, you will at least be a married...woman.” he said, not liking the sound of his daughter being married.
 
Noelle didn’t know what to think. Abbey was pregnant and about to get married, it wasn’t right and while the woman wasn’t happy that it had happened she couldn’t help but feel sorry for the girl. When Noelle looked at her she couldn’t help but see herself when she found out she was pregnant with Peter and was rushed into a marriage with Millard, expect neither of them had their parents forcing them to do it as Millard stepped up to do it on his own accord. She hoped that Millard wasn’t doing this because it was what they did because in all honestly, it hadn’t turned out too good for them. True it worked out in the end, but it took them a few years to get where they were. As she stood there she couldn’t help but have some admiration for the two kids, no sooner had they found out that they were to be parents did they find out they were to be husband and wife. They seemed to be handling it like the adults they were, maybe there was some hope for them after all...she could only hope. Although when Millard told that they were to be married before the holidays were over she looked up to her husband, her eyes wide. He was serious. She let a small sigh escape her lips, it was going to be an interesting time between now and the wedding.
 
Abbey was convinced that Luciano would leave her, do what he wanted because they could only technically control her. Abbey watched as Luciano stood his ground, and it was breathtaking. He was willing to stand by her, and even marry her. It was touching. He had a chance to run, and to forget about everything, about her, about the baby. Now, she was sticking by her. Abbey fought the tears and she turned her head to stare at her mother and father. At the end of this summer, she was to be married. She always wanted a Cinderella wedding, but she had never envisioned it so soon, and while she was in school and pregnant. Especially this far along. Abbey glanced up at her parents and she muttered, "It is done." She just hoped that they would have some sort of chocolate and velvet cake in celebration. She needed sweets and all because of this pregnancy. She slowly stood up, wobbled just slightly, blinked a few times and she smiled lightly, completely forced. Before she would see her friends again, she would be married. She always thought that Alyssa would be the first to get married, and now, here she was... Her hands went to her stomach, and she bowed her head to stare at her developing child. There was a wedding to be planned, and now, her break had taken in for a term for the most dramatic in her life. She had found a student dead, she was pregnant, and now she was getting forced to be wed. What else was there to torture a teenager?
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Think that this would be a good time to end. We cannot RP the wedding. :( So... Yeah. they be wed now!
 

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