17. Senior in high school. The part of life where it was fun and totally cool to do stuff. That was what you thought.

In your girly mind, the world was about drill, your boyfriend, and hiding zits. What else was it about? Pregnancy. Yeah. You were pregnant, and needed to hide it from Bruce. When you found out, you and your boyfriend didn’t really think much of it. Sex was something natural that you slip into, right? Wrong…and kinda right.

The morning of school. You headed downstairs and sat at the table, greeting your brothers and father, and butler. “Don’t forget you have practice after school.” Bruce said, flipping a pancake. “And a doctors appointment.” Damian said whilst doing his homework. Your heart dropped. He wasn’t chiding in about what you think he was chiding in about, right?

Bruce looked up, “Doctors? What, your wisdom is back?” He asked. Damian gave you a glare, and you gave him a look of pure hatred. Ugh, little brothers! You dismissed the topic and quickly said your goodbyes. Bruce raised an eyebrow but didn’t question. “Your daughter is going to get fat soon. Real bloated.” Damian said as he packed up and left.

That kid…always giving his one penny of a cent.