Was 15-year-old Celeste Rivas Hernandez carrying the child of TikTok heartthrob D4vd when she met her gruesome end? For weeks, the rumor mill has churned with whispers of a forbidden romance gone fatally wrong – a teen influencer lured into Hollywood’s underbelly, only to end up dismembered in the trunk of the singer’s Tesla Model Y. Now, a grainy, anonymous audio clip from a supposed “close friend” has exploded online, dropping a bombshell that could rewrite the entire LAPD probe: Celeste was pregnant. Terrified. And desperate to escape. But here’s the twist that has detectives scrambling and D4vd’s stans in full meltdown – the official death certificate flat-out denies it. So who’s lying? And why does this tape feel like the smoking gun we’ve all been waiting for?

The audio surfaced late last night on a burner Reddit account in the r/D4vdExposed subreddit, timestamped to a shaky iPhone voice memo from April 29, 2025 – just days after Celeste’s last confirmed Insta post. Clocking in at 2:17, it’s raw, rambling, and riddled with sobs. The speaker, a girl with a thick Inland Empire accent (fans swear it’s Mia Lopez, Celeste’s 16-year-old dance-team confidante from Lake Elsinore High), spills like a confessional:

“Cece called me at like 3 a.m. last night, freaking out. She’s… she’s pregnant, Mia. With his baby. That David guy – D4vd, whatever. She snuck out to his place in the Hills for what she thought was a collab vid, but it turned into… stuff. And now this. She’s scared shitless, says he promised to ‘handle it’ but won’t pick up her texts. Told her fam would kill her if they knew, that she’s too young, that it’ll ruin her TikTok glow-up. Begged me to drive down from Riverside and get her, said she’d meet me at that gas station off the 15. But then radio silence. Her snaps went dark. What if he… oh God, Mia, what if he did something?”

The clip cuts off mid-sob, but not before dropping another gut-punch: A muffled background ping – Celeste’s actual voice note replying in real-time: “Mia, don’t tell. But yeah, three weeks along. Tests don’t lie. He’s ghosting me now. Help.” Uploaded with zero context, the file’s metadata pings from a Riverside IP, and reverse-audio sleuths on YouTube claim a 92% match to Mia’s viral dance challenges. By dawn, #PregnantCeleste trended worldwide, racking 1.2 million mentions. TMZ verified the voices against public clips: “It’s them. No doubt.” LAPD sources? Stonewalling, but insiders whisper the tape’s authenticity is “under forensic review” – audio forensics, phone triangulation, the works.

Cut to the counterpunch: Celeste’s death certificate, quietly released last month but buried under the D4vd frenzy, explicitly states she “was not pregnant at the time of death and had not been pregnant within the last year.” Obtained by TMZ from the L.A. County Medical Examiner’s Office, the doc – dated September 30, 2025 – lists cause of death as “pending” (decomp too advanced for easy tox screens), but that pregnancy box? A hard no. Manner? “Undetermined homicide.” Friends of D4vd fired back quick: “She was 19, a USC girl – not some kid. Romantically involved? Sure. Baby? BS rumor.” But Celeste’s mom, Rosa Hernandez, ain’t buying it. In a tear-streaked TikTok from her Lake Elsinore kitchen, she roared: “My niña was 15! That paper lies or they’re hiding. This tape? It’s her voice. My baby’s truth.”

The scandal’s layers peel back like an onion of regret. Rewind to March 2025: Celeste, a 14-year-old Riverside dreamer with 45K TikTok followers (dance edits to D4vd’s “Here With Me” her jam), slides into his DMs after a fan meet. “Love your vibes! Collab?” He bites: “Fly out, kid. Studio magic.” By April, she’s hitchhiking to L.A., crashing his rented Bird Streets pad – the same four-bedder raided twice by Robbery-Homicide. Witnesses (pooled from party invites) paint a toxic fairy tale: Late-night “sessions” turning possessive, D4vd’s manager Josh Marshall barking at her to “keep it low-key.” Then, poof – gone after April 28. Her last Snapchat: “Hills haze with my muse 😘.” Body found September 8 in that towed Tesla, wrapped like biohazard waste, decomp screaming “weeks old.”

The pregnancy angle? It’s catnip for the true-crime swarm. If true, motive explodes: A scared teen threatening to expose their fling? D4vd’s “handling it” turning deadly? That leaked Ring cam from August 15 – hoodie guy (87% D4vd match) slamming the trunk at 2:47 a.m., cursing “it’s leaking” – now reads like post-panic cleanup. But the cert’s denial? Could be cover – rushed exam missing early miscarriage signs, or worse, pressure from D4vd’s camp (Mark Geragos’ firm, whispering “settle quiet”). Mia Lopez? She’s MIA since the leak, phone off, Insta privated. Her last post, pre-tape: A black square captioned “Justice or jail. Cece deserved better.”

D4vd’s crash-out deepens the void. Holed up in Houston, tour nuked, streams tanking 50% – his “Lost in the Feels” Story? Now meme fodder over autopsy sketches. Label Interscope? Silent, but execs leak “distancing hard.” Fans fracture: Stans scream “framed by haters,” while #CancelD4vd brigades remix “Romantic Homicide” with Celeste’s face. Rosa’s GoFundMe? $450K and climbing, earmarked for “independent autopsy.” LAPD’s next move? Subpoena Mia for the full call log, they say. Cause drops “imminent” – if tox hits fentanyl or GHB, pregnancy’s moot. But if it’s manual strangulation? That tape becomes exhibit A.

So, was Celeste pregnant? The “friend’s” audio screams yes – raw, real, ripped from the grave. The certificate? A cold bureaucratic slap, or a shield for the stars? In Hollywood, where dreams die quiet, this clue isn’t just chilling. It’s the crack letting the light in on a monster. Celeste chased spotlights; D4vd dimmed hers forever. If that baby was real, it’s two lives snuffed. Justice? Mia’s tape might be the mic drop. But until the gavel falls, the rumor haunts: What if the denial’s the real lie?