Let's Set This World On Fire
Emily Puckerman
18 ♥ Senior ♥ McKinley
Glee ♥ Swim ♥ Cheerios
♥ Single as a pringle ♥
18 ♥ Senior ♥ McKinley
Glee ♥ Swim ♥ Cheerios
♥ Single as a pringle ♥
When Emily told Peyton not to rock the bed he raised his eyebrow and gave her a perplexed look. Okay, now Peyton’s more curious than he was before to know what exactly was going on with his sister. So with a scrunch of his face Peyton nodded and gave her a look and said, “O..kay then.” When he was hugged Peyton immediately wrapped his arms around Emily in a hug, rubbing his hand soothingly on her back. He was close to freaking out and her saying that she was in trouble didn’t make things better in his eyes because now he was more worried than he was before. “No they’re not Santana and Mama won’t kill you..” Peyton said, trying to comfort her but stopped talking when Emily began to talk more, grimacing when she started speaking about her sleeping with a guy, if there was one thing in life he did not want to know this was one of them because ew. But Peyton’s grimace turned into shock once the words ‘I’m pregnant’ came out of Emily’s mouth, shocked Peyton just stared and blinked at Emily, opening and closing his mouth not knowing what to say. She’s..pregnant. Oh my god. Emily is pregnant! He looked away for a second to process things and when he looked back up and saw the look on his sister’s face Peyton softened and pulled Emily into a hug, because he didn’t know what else to say or do. But piss Santana off to keep the attention away from Emily when the time comes for her and mama both to find out.
Emily knew that she could count on Peyton to calm her down, and when he enveloped her in a hug and started rubbing her back she already felt slightly better. She took a deep breath and shook her head. “No…they’re going to kill me. I was lucky that Roxanne didn’t kill me. I thought she’d take it a lot worse than she did, though. But Mami and Mum…they’re a lot worse…” She sniffled. She felt her brother tense at the mention of her sleeping with guys and she looked at him with an apologetic look. “If I could leave that part out, I would. I swear. But obviously…I can’t.” She sighed. But her heart broke seeing his face when she said those two words. She thought that he was going to leave, to get angry with her, but when he looked at her again and his look softened, as soon as she was in his arms again, she broke down crying once more. “I don’t know what to do…” She said, sniffling. “They’re going to be so angry and I’m not going to know what to do. Peyton…what do I do?” She sniffled. “There’s so much to think about…do I keep it or give it up…I already decided not to get an abortion…” She sniffled, pulling away from her brother. She stood up and took her sweatshirt off. “I’ve known…for a lot longer than you guys. I just…didn’t know how to tell you. I’m eighteen weeks, Pey…and I know I have to tell everyone soon because it’s getting harder to hide but I just can’t do it…I’m scared…” She turned to the side and it was obvious then that she was showing. She sighed and sat back down, running a hand through her hair and trying to calm down.
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If there was one thing Peyton inherited from Santana it was her wanting to know any and everything, and when he saw how Roxanne and Emily were talking towards one another it let him know two things. One, Roxanne is still a meanie head and Two, something is up with his older sister, Emily. And he wanted to know just what that is and if she needed his help. With a sigh Peyton sat his guitar down on the flood next to him, he was on the floor lying down on his stomach, paper scattered everywhere as he tried to write a new song. Peyton made a face but got up off the floor and stepped over the scattered paper so he wouldn’t mess up anything and made his way out of the room and towards Emily’s, all the while thinking of whatever it is she may have to tell him. Peyton knocked on Emily’s door once he made it there, opening it without waiting for an answer and shutting the door behind him as he walked towards his sister’s bed and plopped down on the bed next to her. “So..what it is that you need to tell me and does it involve food?”
Emily heard the knock on her door and she sighed, biting her lip as she watched Peyton come into her room. When he sat down on the bed, it made the whole thing shake and she grabbed it, closing her eyes. “Oh god…please don’t mention food or rock the bed. I feel like shit.” She rolled over onto her side so that she was looking at Peyton and blinked a few times, before taking a deep breath and sighing heavily, tears filling her eyes. She moved close to Peyton, hugging him. “I’m in so much trouble…” She whispered, taking a deep breath. “Mami and mum are going to kill me.” Sniffling, she pulled away and took a deep breath, wiping her eyes. “I made…a huge mistake. And I’m an idiot for doing it.” Sniffling, she pulled her knees to her chest, blinking and staring at her wall. “I slept with a guy, and we didn’t use a condom. Or maybe we did…I can’t really remember. I can’t even remember who the guy was.” She wiped her eyes again and couldn’t look at Peyton as she said the final two words. Taking a deep breath, she just spewed it out. “I’m pregnant.” Her voice crack as she said it, as she tried her hardest not to break down.
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Emily sighed as she laid on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She knew that Peyton would be in there at any minute and he’d want to know what the hell was going on, but was she really ready to face this and tell him? She’d told Roxanne, but she’d already known so that was easy. But Peyton…she didn’t want him to be angry. That was the last thing she wanted. Sighing, she stood up. She was only wearing a tank-top and sweatpants, and the tank-top clung to her, and only then did she realize that she really had grown. She was already four months along, and that made her shiver. The thought that there really was a baby growing in there. It was visible now, and if she didn’t have the baggy shirts to hide it, she’d be a dead give away just by looking at her. “What a I going to do?” She groaned, placing a hand on her stomach. She sighed, grabbing her sweatshirt and throwing it on. It hid the bump easily and she walked into the bathroom, splashing water on her face before sitting back on her bed, waiting for Peyton to come in, and waiting to tell him the truth.
Hai. Uhm - okaay then.
I think I’m going to come to your room now because I want to know.
Give a girl warning, sheesh. Life changing news here. …okay I’m ready.
What’s going on? And do I even want to know?
…hi! Probably not, but I’m going to be forced to tell you anyways soooo…come to my room when you get a chance…kay love you bai.
Well it gets bigger. I mean I know you like your chips but I think your secret has an expiration date, and it’s coming up soon. You’ve got to say something. Build up to it though. Try telling Peyton first, then mom, and finally mami. But you have to do it soon. Time’s running out.
Ughhh. Basically, I’m going to die. Pretty sure that I’m stressing out beyond belief, and then we won’t even have to worry about this because I’m going to end up miscarrying. And it’s not my fault I like my chips. I crave salty stuff. Chips just so happen to be the best thing. …I guess. I’ll worry about it tomorrow. For some reason I’m suddenly beyond exhausted. I’m going to head to bed. Night, Rox. …thanks for not freaking out.
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Lets just say I would have rather not found it at all. Next time just think about the fact that once you start showing, it’s going to be a way worse discovery than if you tell them now. And by the way you’d be half way to casa de la abuela by now.
Yeah, well, you were the one that decided to go in my room in the first place. …yeah…about that. There’s a reason I won’t wear anything besides sweatshirts and baggy t-shirts, and why I practice in warm ups instead of my uniform during Cheerios…let’s just say I managed to keep this quiet for a while. …she’d be worse than Mami finding out. Hell, if she found out, I’d be half way to freaking Australia.
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Well hypothetically speaking, I might have already seen said test. Um, I don’t think there’s any right way to tell them, just as long as you do, and soon.
Hypothetically my ass. I knew you’d seen the test the second i saw my door open. If I thought Mami had seen it, I’d have been out the door and half way to Aunt Quinn’s by now. I…I can’t tell them. Every time I try…I feel like I’m going to throw up or I start to cry or…ugh. I know I need to tell them…I just don’t want to.
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