The Secret Life of the American Teenager

Chapter 23: I'm Lost

Brett P.O.V

I stormed into Tom's office. I saw him sitting in his chair where he always was.

"Hey, your early!" He laughed. I sat down in front of him, choosing how to start this conversation.

"There's this rumor going around school, well actually it's true, that I've got a girl pregnat. She's 15 and I don't know what to do!" I felt as if I were panicing.

"I'll cancel my next appointment. I have a feeling your going to be here a while." He started to get up, but I stopped him.

"No I'm not. I just need advice on what to do." I choked on the tears forming in my eyes.

"Well, did you talk to this girl about it?" He asked.

"Yeah, but now I'm dating one of her best friends and I don't know if I want to be involved with the baby or not. She's, like, four months pregnant. I need help, Tom. I'm lost." I was begging him at this point.

"It sounds like you do want to be involved, but her friend doesn't want you to be." He assumed.

"Yeah. I don't think does." We sat in silence as I thought out what I wanted to do.

"What are you thinking?" He asked.

"I'm thinking, that I want to help her and be apart of the baby's life." I saw Tom crack a smile.

"Go talk to her, Brett. Tell her the truth." We smiled as I walked out of his office, rehearsing what I'd say to Shailene.
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Shailene P.O.V

I spread my body across the couch and had my swollen feet risin on a pillow. My mom told me it helped to get rid of the swelling. I heard a knock on the door and Carly said she'd get it.

I heard Carly ask who it was, but I couldn't hear the name. "Shailene, some guy is here for you!" Carly shouted.

Great, it's probably Marco coming to say sorry.

"Is it okay of we talk alone?" I heard a man's voice, but it wasn't Marcos. It was Brett's. I walked faster over to the door and saw him standing in the doorway.

"Whatever." Carly said and walked away. Brett and I were alone.

"What do you want?" I walked closer to him.

"Shailene, I know your mad, but please, I want to help." He smiled.

"Excuse me?" I felt my palms start to sweat.

"I want to help you with the baby. I want to be apart of his/her life. I am the dad after all." He walked in the house and held my hands.

"So you just think, your going to come here at night and confess your undying love for me?" I tried to pull away from him, but he was too strong.

"C'mon Shay, I need to be apart of the baby's life! And, maybe even yours..." He smiled. I felt my cheeks glow red.

"Okay fine." I gave in. His smile grew wider than before as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Okay, so what's the first thing I can do for you? I know I've missed four months, but I can make it up!" He let go of me and put his hands on my belly.

"Uh, I have an appointment coming up. I'm going to find out what I'm having." I smiled.

"What we're having." He corrected me. "I'll be there, I promise." He kissed my cheek and left.

I stood there like a dummy, smiling at what just happened. Until Marco came up to my door, tears in his eyes, flowers in his hands.

"I came to apologize, but I guess Brett can help you now." He gave me the flowers and left.

I didn't feel sorry for him because of what happend today.

He was never going to help me, but Brett is!