Current mood:

nauseated

 [WHO?] JEN GIBBON, TOBIAS GIBBON AND ESTELLA FLINT
[WHERE?] JEN'S APARTMENT
]WHY?] JEN'S PREGNANT AND THE OLDER SIBLINGS ARE FREAKING OUT.
[WHEN?] AFTER THE CONVERSATION BETWEEN STELLA AND JEN TAKES PLACE.
[RATING?] PG TO PG-13

Jen was trying to make appear like she was presentable. She wasn't getting morning sickness she was getting all day sickness. Every time she ate it came right back up. She was so confused. Keep the baby or don't keep the baby? She looked down at her stomach and frowned. She could've sworn that she and Chester used a condom in that club but who knows. She was drunk that night, it's hard to remember. The fog hadn't lifted.

She had upset Bess and that upset her even more. She knew she dated Chester through seventh year and that the little girl that Bess had was Chester's. What she going to do? Tobias hadn't responded to her journal post. That worried her too. He had the temper of the three of them and was liable to do something. She sighed and paced the floor for a moment, contemplating all the thoughts that were running through her head.

She was barefoot she hadn't been able to wear her heels in a week. It'd been tennis shoes and loose jeans. She had only found out in the last few days. She hadn't noticed the lack of her womanly time of month. She had been so busy, so stressed that she had accounted it to that. Running a business was hard work. It didn't help that Fringe was starting to go red. She blew out a large breath and ran to the bathroom just as a pound came on the door. "Come in!" she managed out before the sounds of throwing up commenced.