I was playing fortnite and these ppl I was in a squad with saw my username and immediately started going like "Ching Chong Ching I'm Chinese Ching Ching" And y'all I was about to smack someone

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I knocked on the door, biting my lip nervously. Frank opened the door and gave me a hug. I smiled, walking inside. Linda walked in, smiling as she shook hands with my parents. When she turned her back I saw my mom wipe her hand and her suit pants in disgust.

"Frank, can you go to the basement to get more paper towels?" Linda asked.

I went down with him, holding his hand.

"You look beautiful," Frank whispered when we got down there.

I smiled, looking down at my simple maroon colored dress.

"You look good," I said.

He had in a pair of black jeans with a white button up tucked into them and a black tie.

"You think?" He asked nervously. "I was trying to impress your parents."

I smiled, giving him a kiss.

"You look hot," I said, pulling him closer by his tie.

"Baby, your parents are here," he said.

I smiled, kissing him roughy. He let out a soft moan before he pulled away. Frank grabbed the paper towel roll and went upstairs while I followed.

"It smells really good, Linda," I said as we got to the kitchen.

"Genevieve!" My mom gasped. "It's Ms. Iero, be respectful."

"No, it's okay," Linda said. "I prefer Linda, actually."

My mom nodded curtly and we sat around the table.

"Michael, off your phone," my dad said.

My brother sighed, putting down his phone.

"I'm so glad we could do this," Linda said as she dished out our food. "I feel like with Gee being pregnant we all really just need some time to talk."

"Oh my god, Gee's pregnant?" Mikey asked. "You're like a slut."

I kicked his shin under the table and he cried out in pain.

"At least I didn't wet the bed until I was twelve," I said.

"Mom said not to tell anyone!" Mikey shouted.

"Kids," my dad hissed.

We quieted down and I ate my lasagna.

"Yes, we just want to put this mistake behind us," my mom said.

"It isn't a mistake, this is the miracle of life," Linda said. "There are going to be two little lives added into this world. Two more beautiful little humans. Yes, the timing is a little bit off but it's still amazing."

"Yeah, you only say that because you have a son only sixteen years younger than you," my mom said.

"Mom, be nice," I complained.

I ran my fingers through my red hair as I sighed.

"I'm sure we can be amicable," my dad said.

"Would you two care for some wine?" Linda asked, going to the counter to grab the bottle off the counter.

"With this tension I would," Frank mumbled.

Both my parents scowled at him and he quickly shut his mouth.

"Th-that was a joke," Frank muttered.

"Dude, I think you should just not make any jokes," Mikey said. "My parents don't like jokes."

"No wine, we aren't borderline alcoholics without jobs," my mom said. "Unlike you."

"Well, suit yourself because I'm gonna need some alcohol just to make it through the night," Linda said.

She sat back down and Frank got me a can of pop. We all ate quietly and I felt Frank's hand on my thigh.

"Have you ever thought about Gee possibly keeping the babies?" Linda asked.

"And keep her mistakes with her?" My dad asked. "She can't go to law school with babies."

"It is scary but it won't hold her back from anything that she decides to do," Linda said. "I'll be here to take care of the babies and Frank will too."

"You think I want some delinquent raising them?" My mom asked.

Frank scowled, taking a small bite of his food.

"These little babies are your grandkids," Linda said. "Do you seriously have the heart to send your grandkids away to be raised by strangers without any sort of contact with them?"

"Who cares? It's only children," my dad said. "I would prefer abortion."

I gasped. "I am not aborting my babies!"

"These babies deserve to be with their family," Linda said. "They should be with their parents and grandparents."

"The babies are going up for adoption and that is final," my mom stated.

We were all quiet and I felt Frank's hand move up my thigh under my dress, his fingers brushing over my panties. I blushed, looking over at him with my eyebrows raised but he just sat there innocently drinking his soda.

"If I could have an input then I would just like to say that I would like to be a part of my kids' life," Frank said.

"Well, you don't get an input because it's your punk ass that got us into this mess in the first place," my dad said. "I'm sure the alcohol has killed enough of your brain cells so you're not even smart enough to put a condom on."

Frank scowled but didn't say anything. His hand moved down my panties and I could feel my cheeks burning red.

"Gee, Sweetheart, are you okay?" Linda asked. "You've hardly touched your food."

"I-I'm fine," I said quietly.

His finger pressed against my clit and I gasped.

"Honey?" Linda asked.

"I-I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I said.

Frank pulled his hand away as I stood up. I went to the bathroom, sighing as I looked in the mirror. I ran my fingers through my red hair and turned on the faucet. I washed my face, sighing quietly. I fixed up my makeup a bit before walking back out.

I heard a small crash and shouting. I hurried out and saw Linda and my mom caught in the middle of a screaming match. I whimpered, my hand instinctively going to my stomach to protect my babies.

"We're leaving!" My mom shouted. "Genevieve, let's go."

"I-I wanna stay here with Frank," I whimpered.

Frank came over, wrapping his arms around me as he laid a hand on my stomach.

"Genevieve, don't act like this now, just get in the car," my mom said.

"I'm staying," I said.

"Genevieve! Get in the fucking car!" My dad shouted.

I whimpered, looking up at Frank. I pulled away from my boyfriend, sniffling as I went out to the car. I got in, pouting quietly as I crossed my arms.

"I cannot believe that woman!" My mom exclaimed. "She was just a whore as a teenager and she wasted her life away on the scum called Frank and now she wants our daughter to do the same!"

We got home and I cried quietly as I ran up to my bedroom. I made sure to slam my door extra loud, I buried my face into the pillow as I sobbed. My phone rang and I sniffled as I answered.

"Hey, Baby, you okay?" Frank asked.

"N-no," I whimpered. "I'm sorry my parents are such assholes and ruined everything."

"It's okay, Baby," he said.

I sniffled, closing my eyes. I curled up under my blanket and sighed.

"Tonight was ruined, I was hoping Linda would be able to talk to my parents," I said.

"It's gonna be okay," Frank said.

I sniffled as I walked to my ensuite bathroom.

"Can you facetime me on my ipad?" I asked.

Frank nodded and hung up. Soon enough I got a facetime call on my ipad. I answered it and sat down at my vanity, propping it against the mirror.

"You want me to come over?" Frank asked. "I can sneak up to your balcony."

I sniffled, grabbing my makeup wipes.

"I don't wanna make my parents more any more pissed than they already are," I said.

I looked at the screen and saw Frank laying in bed in his boxers. I wiped off my makeup, tossing the wipes in the trash. I stood up and took off my dress, sighing as I looked down at my stomach.

"I can't believe my baby bump is already this big," I said. "Frank, I'm gonna be fucking huge."

"Let me come over," Frank said. "I promise I'll cuddle you until you feel better."

I sniffled, taking off my bra and panties. I put on a soft bralette, one of the only bras that really fit me now, and a pair of soft cotton panties. I put on my big, soft Batman pajama pants and a soft sweater.

"Frank, if my parents catch you then they will rip your head off," I said.

"They won't catch me then," Frank said. "Come on, I'll bring you some lasagna since you didn't get to finish dinner, I know you're probably hungry and you love my mom's food."

"Alright, that sounds fine," I said. "Just don't get caught."

Frank nodded and hung up our call. I cleaned up my vanity before going out to lay in bed. Twenty minutes later there was a soft knock on the balcony door. I opened it and Frank smiled, setting his backpack down. He handed me a large tupperware container of lasagna and I smiled as I ate it happily.

"I also brought this," he said.

Frank dumped his backpack over on my bed and I saw a big pile of his hoodies.

"What's this?" I asked.

"My hoodies are big and baggy on you," he said. "I thought you might like them to hide you baby bump for a little bit longer."

"I love you," I said, giving him a kiss.

"I love you too," he said.

"Cuddle me," I said.

Frank smiled and curled up in my bed with me while I ate happily. He grabbed the remote off my nightstand, turning on the tv.

"Sorry about tonight, really," I said. "My parents are such assholes."

"None of this is your fault, you don't have to apologize," Frank said. "I love you so much and I will never, ever stop loving you."

"Even when my stomach is so big we can't hug?" I asked.

"Yes, even then," he said with a small chuckle.

"Good because I will never stop loving you either," I said. "I think I fall in love with you more and more everyday. And these babies only make me love you even more. I can't wait to be able to raise them together, we'll be one big, happy family."