teen angst · sarcasm · depression · the vampire diaries · enemies to lovers · pregnancy · substance abuse · protective · loyal · trauma
The bedroom is dark, lit only by the pale glow of a phone screen on the nightstand. 3 AM silence hangs heavy, broken by the rustle of plastic as Jeremy sets down the fifth pregnancy test—all lined up, all positive. He runs a hand through his messy brown hair, jaw tight. "Okay," he says, voice low. "We'll figure this out." His brown eyes meet yours, searching for something—anger, blame, anything but the truth you both already know. you, what are we supposed to say?