Teen pregnancy [P.3]
A Carl Gallagher x Fem Reader fic
Summary
You only started dating Carl for about 2 months. That was right around the time when he and Dom broke up. Deep down, you knew you couldn't compete with her. He would always choose her before you.
Yet you were only 16 years old when you discovered he got you pregnant. This news terrified you so much. You didn't want to lose him, and you knew he was already going through so much shit stuff with his family and his "business."
Better yet, you were scared about how your family would react, let alone his. At least you have Debbie, your best friend, who's also pregnant with you.
Warning! Small spoilers, Cussing, Fake friend, Mention of cheating, Verbal abuse, Mention of bullying, Manipulation, Small mention of alcohol, Slight mention of isolation, Paranoia, Lying
Note! If any of that makes you uncomfortable- DON'T READ THE STORY!
Word count: 854
[Angst/Fluff]
Part 1, Part 2, PART 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 (Completed)
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***Narrator's Pov***
It has been about 2 weeks since all that happened. You've been avoiding Carl the whole time. Always giving him excuses, saying you have a girl's night with Debs or how you're too busy with your studies. When really you and Debbie had been planning on seeing a doctor for the both of you.
Meanwhile, Carl worked on getting out of his situation. He removed his Cornrows, gave Fiona his money to pay for the house, and he stopped doing his runs entirely.
This caused a certain someone to notice. How could she not when Carl has recently been working with her father to become a cop.
That's right, Dominique Fu*king Winslow, Carl's ex and your worst nightmare.
You two used to be friends until she found out that you liked him- Now she'd do anything to destroy your life. Throughout your time dating Carl, she has constantly tried to break you guys up. Of course, Carl being oblivious, never noticed. In fact, he's still friends with her.
His reason for breaking up with her was because she did, in fact, cheat on him. Though the only reason why he chooses to stay friends with her is that he wants her dad to like him so he can become a cop. Or at least that's what he told you.
But that all doesn't matter now. She wants him back, and she will do whatever it takes to get him back.
Time skip!~
***Carl's Pov***
It has been about a month and a half since all that went down. You and Carl hung out occasionally, but you both mainly focused on yourselves. You and Debbie became inseparable again, and Carl had just been doing his thing until Dominique approached him.
"Hey, Carl~" Dominique looked at him. "Carl!"
Carl jumped out of his thoughts to find Dominique in front of him. "Oh hey."
"I just wanted to ask, how's your pregnant girlfriend?" She asked with evil intentions. "Oh, and your sister's pregnant too, right? What luck!" She giggled.
"H-how did you know that?" Carl looked around, making sure no one heard.
"Oh, you know, rumors spread quite quickly in the southside~," She said nonchalantly.
Carl started panicking. He didn't want to stress her out even more. He knew if his girl found out that the school was spreading truthful rumors about her, she'd flip.
"Who started these rumors?!"
"Who knows..." When Dom realized Carl was about to leave, she grabbed his arm. "Hey, listen, Carl. I know you're in a really stressful situation right now and everything, but I was wondering if you wanna attend this party with me?"
Carl looked at her for a second in complete disbelief at what she just said.
"I get it if you don't want to, but I figured it would be a good way for you to relieve your stress and everything. You know, since you're gonna be a dad soon, I'd figured you'd at least want to have fun one more time." Dominique smirked, knowing that what she had just said ultimately convinced him into going. "I'll text you the details later. Also, don't bother bringing your girlfriend. There's gonna be alcohol."
Then she left, leaving him to contemplate his thoughts.
***Y/n's Pov***
Throughout your weeks of school, people started acting differently towards you. Every time you walked down a hallway, people would start whispering. Your other friends started avoiding you, and people started staring at you more and not in a good way.
It made you even more paranoid. You knew you weren't showing; it's been only a month since you found out after all, and besides, Debs and Carl both agreed to keep your pregnancy a secret since you didn't want the whole school to know.
You decided to go talk to Carl about it. When you found him, you saw Dominique walking away from him with a smirk on her face.
What's that all about? You sneaked up on him.
"Hey, what was that about?"
"Huh?" Carl turned to look at you. "Oh, nothing."
"Oh, um, ok."
You couldn't help but feel uneasy about the whole situation.
Why would he be talking to Dominique of all people... a-and why now?
You looked at him while you two walked down the hall. You remembered reading something about body language and how to tell if someone was lying to you. You weren't entirely sure if it was true, but you had a bad feeling that Carl was gonna lie to you soon.
Ding~ Carl looked at his phone. Stopping in front of your classroom door.
"Hey, listen, I won't be able to hang out with you tonight."
"What! Why?" You asked, devastated. "You promised you'd come to me and Debbie's ultrasound checkup!"
"I know, and I'm sorry, but I can't go tonight."
"Why not?!"
"Uhh-" Carl scratched the back of his head. "Look, I gotta meet up with Sargent Winslow for something..."
Carl then left you hanging in the hallway alone.
Sargent Winslow? Since when was Sargent Winslow more important than our kid?
You weren't an expert, but you were pretty sure that Carl just lied to you.
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Birthday Party
Fanfic
Pairing Roger Taylor & Reader
Warning smut
A/N Rogers POV
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Yet an other birthday party
Yet a year older
Yet even more frustrated
I was now 40 years old...
40!!!!!! You saw right
Not that the actual number gaved me panic, but at this age you were supposed to have your own family right?
I haven't even started
Dominique and I broke up after arguing over having kids or not
She yelled at me, said that I was a young brat, even tho I was over 30
Then the years and years followed of partying and consuming booze and women
Two years ago I met Debbie, I fell for her beauty and we had an amazing time together
But
Now it was a reversed situation
I was ready to have a family, she wasn't
I looked at her getting ready for the party, adjusting the boobs in her slinky dress
She was absolutely beautiful, it wasn't that I was complaining about that, but..
- Are you really going to wear that Debbie?.. You look like..
- A slut?, you can say it Roger, am I an embarrassment for your friends and family huh? You want me to look like a bored housewive?
- Ehhh.. No.. But
I felt stupid now, like a complete moron
- We have discussed this before Roger, I'm not ready for the next step, to have a family, not yet, maybe.. in 10 years
Did she say 10? That means I'm 50 then
I freaked out inside, my palms started to sweat and I dried them off on my pants
I saw her pack down her toiletries in a bag she already had under our bed
- Debbie?
She didn't answer
I looked on my empty whisky glass and to her again
- Did you plan this Deb?
- I'm going to my sister, think through if you want to wait for me Roger, otherwise there is no point to continue this
She walked through the door in her high heels and I was left alone in my big mansion
My head was both full of thoughts and empty at the same time
I took down one more whisky and wrapped the tie around my neck
*knock knock*
On the other side of the door stood the most beautiful girl I ever seen
I was frozen to the ground and for once in my life quiet
- Mr Taylor?
- Mmmm... I eyed her from up and down, up again and scratched my jaw
- This is the Taylor residence, am I right?
- Oh, sorry mam... Please forgive me, yes.. it is.
I continued to stare
- I'm Y/N, I own the catering firm you hired for the party
- Sorry mam, you are correct, I behave like a fool, please.. Come inside
- Oh it's alright Mr Taylor, but I have my staff outside waiting with all the food
She fired of a beautiful teasing smile
I followed her outside like a lost puppy
She turned around and looked at me
- And.. btw .. It's Miss..
I shewed on my bottom lip and swallowed thick
Her crew had already put up tables with food and drinks
I had totally forgotten that my neighbour had offered to help arrange everything
My head was a mess I couldn't think clear at all and SHE did NOT make it easier for me
I guided her around and when everything was done in the garden I showed her the way to the cellar
- That was an impressive amount of wine Mr Taylor
- Yeah?, I have collected a little
It got silent
Like an invisible force I felt drawned to her, it was something special about this woman
- Taylor??? Are you down here mate?
It was Brian
I let out a heavy sigh, was it already time for the guests to arrive?
We took a couple of more bottles each and went up
The food and party was a huge success, and no.. It wasn't my idéa to have a school theme, but everyone seemed to like it
My eyes went constantly over to her
I raised my glass in the air and she nodded and smiled back to me as an answer
The drinks went down quickly and soon it was almost empty on the tables
I saw her go down to the cellar to collect more
- Need help Y/N?
She stood on a chair and took down a bottle from the top shelf
When she saw me she almost fell, she wiggled a little
- Ohh.. Ops... That was close
Her soft giggle made it buzz in my belly
I stod below the chair and held around her hips
- You ok there?
She looked down and placed her hands on my shoulders
I lifted her down from the chair
It was silent again
We just stood and looked at each other
I placed a piece of hair behind her ear
- Y/N .. I almost whispered
Slowly our lips met
- I... I can't..
- Why?
- You hired me, you are my boss
- I can assure you that you won't get fired for kissing this boss
Our lips met again and my grip around her hips tightend
She moaned, took a step back
and bit her lip
- I.. I have to work
I took her hand
- Hey... Wait. Do you trust your employees?
- Yes, she nodded, very much
- Let them do the rest, it's only drinks from now on.. They can manage that I'm sure
- But...
- The cake? I believe they can put that on the table too
Her hand felt small and soft in my hand
- Join me.. Be my company, mingle around, drink and dance with me all night.
As I could read her mind when she looked down
- Maybe she left a few dresses upstairs... Please.. I would lo..
- Yes.. I would love to, it's going to be an honour
As my eyes followed, I saw her go after my directions up the stairs
- John? Can I talk to you a minute?
He was totally waisted but I just needed to know
- Look... When did you know that Veronica was the one?
- Oh.. Right away, as soon as I layed my eyes on her. If you know, don't waist any time, go for it. Debbie have waited long enough don't you think?
- Thank you mate, ohh..no... It's not Debbie
I saw her walking towards me in a dress that hugged her perfect curves
I wrapped her up in my arms
- What is this about Roger?
I just smiled like a goofball
- John.. This is Y/N
Before he could react I scooped her away with me
Holding a glass of wine in her hand I introduced her to all my friends, to my mother and my sister.. Everyone
My arm never left her lower back
We chatted a long time with Freddie and Mary
And we even took a swirl on the dance floor
I scented her perfume and my lips nibbled on her soft skin below her ear
- You want me to stay with you tonight?
It was like she knew.. I knew
We knew
We finished each others sentences
We belonged
Hours went by and people began to go home
She stayed by my side when we waved goodbye to the last person to leave
And like it was the most natural thing, we walked inside my house hand in hand
I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked at her
It was a sheer glimmer in her eyes
- What are you thinking about Roger
I kissed her softly and a tear builded up in my eyes
- Can I be honest?
- Please be...
She rubbed my neck with her thumb
- I feel... I feel my life is running away from me, I don't have time to stop and smell the roses like I should. Freddie is sick, I don't know what is going to happen tomorrow.. I want to live today.. now.. Not waste it away.. Not another minute
- Roger, you have to slow down, live in the moment yes, but also allow yourself to be sad, to be dreaming, don't loose hope, there are many roses out there
- I know.. But. I want, I want this one
I kissed her again and again
With strong arms but wobbly legs I carried her upstairs
I didn't stop until I had the bed under her
Her eyes looked big up at me
I kissed her while I kneeled between her legs, slowly taking down the straps on her dress, kissing her neck, her shoulders, down the soft skin above her breasts
The nipples hardened at once and I nibbled at them looking at her
Her head was thrown back, exposing her long neck with a slight shimmer of sweat on it
I kissed down her belly and stopped
- Please.. Roger.. Please go on..
I just looked at her soft skin and smiled for myself
- In a minute, I just want to adore you for now
She smiled and pulled my head closer
I kissed her belly again and as I thought out loud..
- I cannot wait to see a baby grow inside of here
A tear fell on her skin
I continued to kiss down her hips
She lifted her bum so I could pull down her underwear
Without hesitation she widened her legs for me
I held under her thighs and buried my face into her heat
I kissed her folds one my one and just breathed into her core
- Ahhhhh
Her soft moans were like music to my ears
I licked her slit up and down and up towards her clit again while I entered two fingers inside her
Slowly slowly I fucked her in and out over and over again
Soon her walls started to tighten up around my fingers I continued to fuck her, just slowly
- ROGER.. OHH GOD
I let out a hoarse laugh and felt her intense contractions squeezing my fingers
I took them out and pushed in my tounge, licking her faster than the knew was possible, my fingers pinched her clit hard
She came with a scream
I licked her pussy clean from her sweet nectar
- I want you Roger.. Please.. Now
I stood up and took out the drawer next to the bed
She abrupted me and took my hand
- No... I want to give a baby to you
She laid back down on the bed and smiled at me
I crawled down next to her and adjusted myself between her legs
She took her hand around my cock and placed it in her entrance
My eyes locked with hers and bit by bit I felt her stretch out from me
We moved together just feeling ourselves out carefully until we couldn't hold it back any longer
I kissed her deeply and moved faster and faster in and out of her
- Y/N.. I want you.. I want..
- I'm yours Roger.. I'm yours
I held around her trembling body and locked my eyes with hers
I felt she was close to yet an other climax and I met hers with mine
An intense cascade of my seed rushed into her body like a spring flood
She held around me, pulling me closer with her legs, wanting every single drop from me
Still remaining inside of her I fell to the side, pulling her with me
Her big eyes looked at me while she laid on my arm
I tangled my fingers in her hair and kissed her nose
No more words were needed
I didn't need to search any longer, I had found my soulmate and she wanted me.. now.. Not waiting
I smiled and saw her eyes, glossy from all tears
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On my 41st birthday I woke up and heard her rumble around in the kitchen
I pretended to sleep
Her light footsteps in the stairs came closer and closer
Soon I heard her soft voice next to me
I peeked up with one eye and saw her... HER
A BIG tray with flowers, tea, Eggs Benedict, the Union Jack flag and a long shaped box
I thought for a second that not all her money were going to a new watch
She leaned down and kissed me
- Open it
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Smithsonian’s National Museum of African American History and Culture Showcases Black History
For this assignment, I decided to follow the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture (NMAAHC). The stories they highlight are important to understanding the history of the United States more in depth and spotlight the diversity that has always been present in our nation.
The NMAAHC publishes Instagram posts highlighting individual Black trailblazers throughout US history. Two examples of people the NMAAHC have posted about include Mary McLeod Bethune and Diahann Carroll, who were pioneers and proponents of diversity in their respective fields.
Mary McLeod Bethune was a teacher who was appointed Director of Minority Affairs for the National Youth Administration under President Franklin Delano Roosevelt. She was the first Black woman to head a federal agency and was part of Roosevelt’s “Black cabinet,” the group of FDR’s Black policy advisors which Bethune herself led. This was significant as this was during the Great Depression, a time where segregation still persisted in the US. Bethune also founded the National Council of Negro Women “to empower Black women concerned with social justice and human rights issues.”
Diahann Carroll was an American actress known for movie musicals such as Carmen Jones (1954) and the TV shows Julia (1968-71) and Dynasty (1984-1987). Julia, in which Carroll played a nurse, was significant to television history, as she was the first African-American lead character in a non-stereotypical role. For her role on Dynasty, where she played Dominique Deveraux, “Carroll immortalized Black female power.”
A picture of Caroll as Julia and Marc Copage as Corey on the TV show Julia.
Bethune and Carroll are important to the history of the United States as they were trailblazers in their respective fields. They were Black female role models at a time when segregation still existed. It is important to have representation of all races and ethnicities in our culture, and Deborah Willis is furthering this with her mission of looking for photographs of Black people throughout US history. As she explains in the documentary Through a Lens Darkly, she was ”amazed and dismayed” there were no Black people in history textbooks, so she made it a goal to show the history of African-Americans through photography with Black people both in front and behind the camera. Her project has lasted over 35 years and is further exemplified in Picturing Us, where she shows pictures of African Americans throughout US history and explains its significance.
The image Racoon Couple in Car in Picturing Us symbolizes “the celebration of Black life…and cultural achievement.” The photograph also celebrates Harlem as “a source of pride” for African Americans as it was a time of cultural, literary, and musical achievement. Racoon Couple relates to the NMAAHC’s photographic archive, including one of Duke Ellington, who was a prominent musician during the Harlem Renaissance. Many of his compositions, such as “It Don’t Mean A Thing (If It Ain’t Got That Swing)” have since become jazz standards. In the picture (which can be found in the citation section below), you can see the joy on his face as he plays the piano and the audience’s sheer happiness around him. Both Racoon Couple and the photo of Duke Ellington are a celebration of Black history in the United States.
Ella Fitzgerald and Duke Ellington perform “It Don’t Mean a Thing (If It Ain’t Got That Swing)” on The Ed Sullivan Show in 1965. Both were influential figures in jazz.
People like Deb Willis and institutions like the Smithsonian help expose us to important stories in history that may be otherwise untold. By highlighting important African American figures that have broken barriers and blazed trails, the NMAAHC shows us the celebration of Black pride throughout history.
Works Cited (Listed Alphabetically)
Family Pictures USA, Through a Lens Darkly: Black Photographers and the Emergence of a People, June 19, 2013, 7:49-8:46, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=THZWSexAjgk.
Alice George, “Was the 1968 TV Show ‘Julia’ a Milestone or a Millstone for Diversity?,” Smithsonian Magazine, updated October 4, 2019, https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smithsonian-institution/was-1968-tv-show-julia-milestone-or-millstone-180970198/#:~:text=Squarely%20situated%20at%20an%20intersection,American%20authenticity%20to%20win%20viewers.
“Mary McLeod Bethune and Roosevelt's ‘Black Cabinet’”, Anacostia Community Museum, Smithsonian, accessed July 19, 2023, https://anacostia.si.edu/exhibitions/mary-mcleod-bethune-and-roosevelts-black-cabinet%3Aevent-exhib-4309.
National Museum of African American History and Culture (@nmaahc), photograph of Diahann Carroll, photograph by G. Marshall Wilson, Johnson Publishing Company Archive, courtesy J. Paul Getty Trust and Smithsonian National Museum of African American History and Culture, July 17, 2023, https://www.instagram.com/p/CuzDWHWPUbZ/.
National Museum of African American History and Culture (@nmaahc), “Duke Ellington, 1959,” Instagram, photographed by William Lanier, Johnson Publishing Company Archive, courtesy J. Paul Getty Trust and Smithsonian National Museum of African American History and Culture, April 29, 2023, https://www.instagram.com/p/Crnoi1dPcBE/.
National Museum of African American History and Culture (@nmaahc), “Mary McLeod Bethune - Daytona Beach, Florida,” circa 1915, photo by William Ludlow Coursen, courtesy of State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory, July 10, 2023, https://www.instagram.com/p/CuhByc0MP6D/.
Deborah Willis, Picturing Us: African American Identity in Photography (New York, The New Press, 1994), 8-9.
Picture/Video Credits
The Ed Sullivan Show, “Ella Fitzgerald and Duke Ellington "It Don't Mean A Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing),"” YouTube, uploaded June 26, 2020, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myRc-3oF1d0.
NBC Television, “Diahann carroll julia 1969,” circa 1969, uploaded August 31, 2011, https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Diahann_carroll_julia_1969.JPG.
James Vanderzee, Racoon Couple in Car, 1932, courtesy Donna Vanderzee, from Picturing Us: African American Identity in Photography (New York, The New Press, 1994), 7.
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