Pregnant By My Best Friends Boyfriend ( wattys2017 )

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Edited:
•8/17/18
•3/15/22
•11/5/24

We had just arrived at the bustling mall, the air thick with the scent of popcorn and the faint echo of laughter and chatter coming from all directions. The first stop on our impromptu adventure was Victoria's Secret, a favorite of ours, where we could always count on finding something fun. After browsing the colorful displays, we meandered through the vibrant corridors, the atmosphere alive with the energy of shoppers and excited teens.

"Hey, Kay," I said, my curiosity piqued as I caught her eye amidst the crowd. "What went down at the party last night?" I asked with a hint of boldness, eager to uncover the secrets she seemed to be keeping. She turned her head slightly, shrugging in that casual way that always made me suspect there was more to her story than she revealed.

"Um, nothing much, why?" she replied nonchalantly, but I could see a flicker of something in her eyes—was it guilt?

"Well, I noticed you were chatting with Logan instead of hanging out with Alec," I pointed out, knowing full well that Alec was her boyfriend. The hesitation that crossed her face was subtle, but it was there. "Oh, well... Alec and I are a bit rocky right now," she admitted, her voice tapering off. "I just needed a break."

"Got it!" I said, deciding to shift the mood. "Let's grab a bite; I'm starving!" I chirped, steering us toward the food court. "Where should we go?"

"How about Subway?" I suggested, thinking of the crunchy fresh veggies piled high on a toasted roll.

"Sounds perfect!" she replied with a smile that seemed to erase the earlier tension. I watched her head toward the counter while I lingered behind, a gnawing guilt stirring within me. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was intruding on her life, especially with the secret she carried.

When she returned with her sub, her eyes flicked to me, sensing something was amiss. "Hey, are you okay?" she asked, her concern genuine.

"Yeah, just feeling a bit tired," I lied with a weak smile, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on my chest. "Wanna check out any more stores?"

"Um, sure! How about the Tiki Tangerine?" I suggested jokingly, knowing it was made up but hoping we could find something just as whimsical in our shopping.

"Yeah, I could use some new shorts anyway!" she chimed in, tossing her trash away with renewed energy, her laughter infectious.

We wandered through a few more trendy shops, the vibrant atmosphere filling us with excitement as we admired clothes, accessories, and little knick-knacks. Eventually, our bags filled and spirits lifted, we made our way back home. Kay dropped me off, and I rushed inside, eager to settle into the comfort of my space.

"Mom? Dad? Anyone home?" I called out, my voice echoing slightly in the quiet house.

"They left for dinner with coworkers," my brother Jack announced from the living room, his attention glued to a video game.

"Alright, just letting you know I'm back and heading to my room," I replied, a hint of relief washing over me as I escaped the bustling world outside. Once inside my room, I plopped down on my bed and pulled out my phone to text Alec.

"Karter: meet at the park tomorrow at noon."

"Alec: cool, gotta run eat dinner. See you tomorrow!"

"Karter: k, bye!"

I changed into my coziest pajamas, the day's exhaustion creeping over me like a warm blanket. But as I lay down, guilt crashed over me again—how could I have done this to my best friend? I tossed and turned, my mind racing with conflicting thoughts until sleep finally claimed me around 3:30 AM.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed, breaking the silence of the night.

"Alec: meet me in the park now!" came his urgent message.

"Karter: it's too early! Why now?" I typed back, irritation creeping into my fingers.

"Alec: I forgot—I'm going to lunch with Kay!" he responded.

"Karter: fine, I'll be there—give me five minutes!"

With adrenaline surging through me, I scrambled into my sweatpants and slipped on my trusty Vans. I raced out of the house, my heart pounding as I headed to the park. When I arrived at the designated tunnel, I spotted Alec waiting, his expression serious and determined.

"We need to talk," he said, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air, and I could feel the palpable tension crackling between us, a storm brewing just below the surface.