Chapter 6: You've Got a Friend In Me.

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Mer woke up and instantly ran to the bathroom. Derek, not far behind, was right there holding her hair and rubbing her back.

"It's ok. Let it out. Good. Come on." Derek said in parts to help her.

"Like I said. Stupid-," She hunched over again.

"Penis?"

"Yes."

"Fine then. No more for you."

"Derek. I'm not in the mood."

"Sorry."

"It's ok. What time is it?"

"8:23."

"I'm hungry."

"What do you want?"

"McDonald's cheese and egg biscuit."

"Ok. I'll ask dad if we can ride with him to McDonald's."

"Yay."

"Mer.."

"Yeah?" She crawled into his arms after flushing the toilet.

"When are we going to tell our friends?"

"I don't know. I want to tell Cristina and Addie first. Which one of the boys are you telling first?"

"Mark already knows. I don't think he has told anyone though. So..Jackson? And uh....why don't you tell Cristina and Addie and then we can both tell everyone else at the same time?"

"Ok."

"Ok. Crap!"

"What?"

"Teachers! How will we tell them?"

"I don't know...Kathleen got pregnant when she was in school."

"Yes, but she was almost 19. Not 14."

"What are we going to do, Derek?"

"I don't know. I really don't."

"I'm sorry. I was off birth control for the one time and now I'm pregnant. I love this baby. Don't get me wrong. I do. I just.....I'm clueless."

"I know. Let's focus on getting you fed and the baby fed."

"MKay."
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"Dad?"

"Yea, son?"

"Mer's hungry. She asked for McDonald's. Can you drive us?"

"Yea, of course. Give me a minute to grab my keys."

"Thanks."

Mer came downstairs and they waited for their dad.

"Mark!"

"Yea, man?"

"You wanna come to McDonald's with us for breakfast?"

"Oh. Did little Derek finally grow out of his health nut stage?"

"No. I didn't. It's called, Mer wants McDonald's, so we go to McDonald's."

"Mhm. Sure. I'll get you back for making me eat that awful muesli crap of yours."

"Yea Yea. Get in the car."

"Simp."

"Manwhore."

"I didn't get a girl pregnant."

"Mark!" Christopher called out.

"Sorry dad."

They all get in the car and buckle up.

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