Make sure you have completed TKOM before reading this extra because it contains spoilers about the end xoxo

> timeline - varies

♛ JAMAL AND PRIYA ♛

"Dad, Priya.....I have something important to tell you guys..."

Jamal sat down in concern as Priya reached out to hold his hand. They had no idea. Madeline took a deep breath in, trying to prepare herself for what she was about to say. Oh god. This was not going to go well.

  "Madeline, darling, what's wrong? You look like you've just seen a ghost!" Priya said.

"Yes, you're worrying me. What's wrong?"

Madeline felt even queasier than before and it wasn't just because of the morning sickness. "Okay... well technically I'm not meant to tell you until the end of the first trimester but I'm sick of keeping this a secret-"

"Trimester....? Madeline?!" Jamal exclaimed.

"Oh boy..."

Jamal hopped up angrily. "Trimester?! MADELINE, ARE YOU PREGNANT?!"

Priya gasped and popped her hand over her mouth.

"Dad, I-"

"PREGNANT?! YOU'RE PREGNANT?!"

"DAD! Calm down! Let me explain!"

"Yes, sweetheart, maybe she's right..."

"PREGNANT?!"

Madeline rolled her eyes and stood up. "Dad! Sit down and let me explain!"

  Jamal reluctantly sat down and Priya squeezed his hand. Priya was rather quiet about the pregnancy.

  "I'm nearly three months along now. The father doesn't know but it's not Blake. That's why I broke things off with him."

Jamal was practically shaking from anger. "The father isn't Blake?! You cheated on your fiancé?! How could you be so reckless!? I thought you were done with all this foolishness! I swear, Manhattan is just not good for you-"

"Dad... I don't expect you to understand but Blake and I were in an... open relationship. We said we'd become exclusive after the wedding. So, no, I didn't cheat. But I didn't love him in the way a wife should love her husband so I knew marriage wasn't going to be right for us."

Jamal's face twisted into an unidentifiable expression. "Oh... uh..."

"Oh, Madeline, we're very happy for you darling," Priya finally interjected. "Shocked, but nonetheless, very happy for you. We will be with you every step of the way. You can come to lamaze classes with me!"

Jamal straightened his back up. "Who...uh...who is the father?"

"I can't tell you-"

"You don't know who the father is?! Madeline, I am trying to stay calm but all these bombshells aren't helping!"

Madeline rolled her eyes. "No! I meant I do know who he is but I don't want to tell you guys. Not yet anyway."

"And how are you so sure it's not Blake?"

Madeline grimaced. "We...uh... abstained from sex during the month before the wedding..."

Jamal covered his ears. "My tolerance threshold had been reached! I'm happy for you but I don't ever want to hear my little girl talking about...sex." He shuddered dramatically.

Madeline smiled. "Never again."

Priya clapped her hands together and jumped up, turning around to help Jamal stand up to. "Come over here for a hug, Madeline! This is delightful news!"

Madeline was stressed. She definitely had a lot on her mind. But, in her parents' arms, she felt a sense of relief that she hadn't felt for a long time.

♜♜♜

♜ CHARLIE ♜

Spencer rapidly paced up and down his brother's sitting room as he waited for him to arrive home. He felt like he was on the brink of erupting from excitement. He had found out about Madeline's pregnancy the day before and was ready to shout it out from the roof tops.

  Finally, Spencer heard the door opening and in stepped Charlie in a ridiculous orange Gucci sweatsuit.

  "What are you wearing?"

  Charlie put down his cotton tote bag that was overflowing with groceries and frowned at his brother. "Don't diss the drip. Why are you here?"

  Spencer reached into his pocket to make sure the sonogram of his three month old baby was still in there. "So, uh, I have an announcement!"

  "Make it quick, I have a date.."

  Spencer couldn't stop himself from grinning.

  "Why are you smiling like that?"

  Spencer slowly pulled out the black and white photo and handed it to Charlie.

  "What is this?"

  Spencer remained silent.

  "Wait... oh no! Oh god, you got a girl pregnant?! Spencer! Rule number one is to always use protection! Come on! I'm so disappointed-" 

  "Madeline's the mother."

  Charlie froze, his eyes widening. "What!?"

  "It's a long story but we're finally back together. And she's pregnant with our baby."

  Charlie flopped down onto a seat and continued to stare at the sonogram. "I...I can't believe it..."

  Spencer nervously peered at his brother. "Aren't you happy for me?"

  Charlie scoffed and stood up. "Are you crazy?! Of course I'm happy for you!" He hugged his little brother tightly, patting his back. "Isn't this what you've been waiting for for the past five years?"

  "The baby?"

  "No! Madeline! And together you can get through anything. I'm telling you, Spencer, that girl is a keeper."

  Spencer's cheeks hurt from smiling.

  "Gross, I can't believe you're going to be a father. It almost makes me feel bad for the lack of milestones I've hit in my life."

  "Nah, you're special in your own way, Kamil."

  "Don't call me that!"

  Spencer laughed and looked at his watch. "Shit, okay, I have to to go meet Madeline for lunch. Then from there we're going to see Mom and tell her."

  Charlie let out a wicked cackle, smacking his lap for emphasis. "Oh god, please record Mom's reaction. This is going to be hilarious!"

  "Charlie!"

"It's true! Mom is going to lose it."

"No, she isn't! Helena Kingsley is very chill."

♜♜♜

♜ HELENA KINGSLEY ♜

"SPENCER KONING KINGSLEY I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU!"

  Spencer winced at the volume of his mother's voice. Madeline, who was siting down beside him, froze as his grip on her hand tightened.

"Mom..."

"You're twenty three! Both of you are twenty three! And what about Amelie?! And Brandon-"

"Blake-"

"Whatever! I thought you two were done with each other." Helena rubbed her head and shut her eyes tightly. "Madeline, sweetheart, I love you like one of my own. But this is crazy! Both of you are so young! I don't understand how you could be so reckless!"

Spencer wanted to add that he did in fact use a condom but quickly changed his mind, cringing at the thought.

"We didn't plan this but I'm happy and Madeline is happy. We definitely made a lot of mistakes during the...uh... conception. I never expected you to applaud the circumstances of our reunion but we're happy, Mom."

"I love your son, Ms Kingsley. And I feel like I can do anything with him by my side. I know it's hard to process but we really hope that in time you can come to support us."

Helena sighed and approached them, sticking her hand out. "Show me the sonogram again."

Madeline nervously place the plastic square in her hand. Helena examined it carefully for a moment. After a long, tense and awkward silence, she finally returned the photo to Madeline.

"Spencer, I've only ever wanted you to be happy. So if this is what makes you happy well then... I'm happy for you. And Madeline?"

"Yes?" She replied nervously.

Helena opened her arm wide for a hug. "Welcome to the family, dear."

♢ ♢ ♢

♢OLIVER SCOTT♢

The lashing rain reflected Oliver's mood perfectly as he walked to the café closest to him. He would have called the chauffeur or driven himself but his car was still wrecked from his accident. So he was stuck walking. Of course, just his luck, it had started pouring rain as soon as he crossed the road. Oliver had to sprint to the café, finally collapsing inside, panting for breath. His noir leather brogues were not made running. His shirt was soaked to the skin and his mood was ruined for the day. Nothing could make him more miserable.

  "Oliver Scott?! Woah, is that really you?!"

  Oliver turned around to find the source of the shrill voice only to be met with one of the most annoying girls of all his high school experience.
"Angel....hi..."

  Angel clapped her hands together and grinned. "Wow! It's been a minute! How are you? Congratulations on your wedding, I saw it on a magazine!"

  Oliver was about to tell her about the divorce but he really couldn't stand any more pain that day so he remained silent.

  "It's crazy! It feels like our high school gang is growing up"

  Our gang? Angel was never part of the their gang. She was simply an embellishment- an adornment placed on the outside of the main core of four to make them look good. And after her betrayal in high school (which led to Oliver and Nora's first break-up!) Oliver hated her even more.

"Yeah...."

  "I mean between you and Nora getting married, me graduating college and Madeline and Spencer having a baby, it looks like we're all succeeding!"

  "Nora and I aren't..... wait what? What was that last part that you said?"

  "That we're succeeding? Oh, I mean-"

  "No! About Madeline and Spencer!"

  "Oh, yeah, they're having a baby!" She said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

  It made no sense. Since when were they even back together? Spencer? And Madeline? No, no, Angel had to be mistaken.

  "H-How do you know?"

  "Um, duh, everyone knows now. Especially with all of Nora's Instagram stories! Do you not watch your wife's stories?!" She joked.

  Oliver didn't have the heart to admit how he had been blocked for the past month. His mind was whirring like a broken machine, pumping out the same three outputs; when, why, how.

  "Oliver? You look a little pale there?"

  He would be lying if he said it didn't feel like a slap to the face. Despite everything, Spencer was like a brother to him. So to find out from outside sources that your 'brother' was going to have a baby with your ex was indescribably painful. As Nora, Madeline and Spencer laughed and planned their kitsch futures, Oliver was left watching them from afar. From the outside.

  Oliver faced Angel. For the first time, he realised he had something in common with her. He too was now an outsider. And it wasn't a pleasant realisation to come to.

♢ ♢ ♢

To be continued in the later chapters of "Best Fiends" WHICH IS OFFICIALLY OUT! Check it out if you haven't already! I promise this final book will be full of surprises!