don't leave (l.h)

24.

It took me at least three days to tell Sarah about this. It was hard to say at least, but Sarah was there supporting me. And she also told me we couldn't go around thinking that nothing happened at that just because we don't know doesn't mean I can't be pregnant. Luke, I hadn't spoken to him since the day he told me about it.

It's quite funny, that Luke, my ex-best friend since two years back made me do something I didn't want to and can maybe have gotten me pregnant. The funniest part was that when I first started to have feeling for Luke I didn't want to tell him because I didn't want to ruin our perfect friendship, now the only thing I want is to never see him again. Even how much one side of me told me that he was all I had and reminded me of the better days with him and the time that he comforted me.

This part of me said that you shouldn't let him go, that everything wasn't his fault but that part was blocked out by another one. The one that told me he used me and that he is the one that caused me all this pain, because to be honest, this all maniac thing started when me and Luke got involved with more than just friends. I figure he broke something inside me, of course I've had boyfriends before, but none of them let me open up to them as much as Luke let me. I guess it was because all of them were jerks. But Luke was different. He made me open up and show all my weaknesses and he made me cry for him. He made me cry endless nights but he also treated me like no one else. He was with me when my parent's weren't. God, I think a great part of this is because of my parents.

So Sarah took me to the drugstore. We got a pregnancy test and the woman behind the disk looked at me like I was some sort of slut and shook her head in disapprove. We took the things and hurried out.

"Stupid bitch." Sarah said through gritted teeth.

I smiled lightly at her statement and continued to look down at my hands while Sarah was driving us home.

We got in to my house and I rushed up the stairs. Halfway up I heard Sarah yell for me.

"You want any help?" she asked.

"No, thank you, I wanna do this myself." I swallowed. I wasn't sure if she heard me but in that case she took my quietness as a no. I locked myself into my bathroom. It was a burden walking into this room. Every time I did I reminded myself of what had happened in here and how the memories chased me and I wanted to become better. I just didn't know how.

I heard someone knock on the door and I snapped out of my daze. "Yeah?" I said with a shaky voice.

"Uhm, Hope, I know this will sound very very very rude but baby I really have to go. Like my little brother is locked out and I have to go open up the door." she sighed.

"No, it's fine. Really."

"Are you sure, because like I could tell mom to go ope-" she offered but I cut her off.

"No, seriously, I'm a grown up, kind of. Your brother needs you more. Sarah, thank you for helping me. I really appreciate it." I told her, being genuine with every word I spoke. Now I was a grown up, but could I really take care of myself.

"Uhm, okay, honey, I'll hurry back. Bye."

"Bye Sarah." I sighed.

It was quiet. I looked at the test in my hands and did as it said on the instruction paper. The few minutes I had to wait felt like eternity. My impatience kicked in only after a minute. But I was lucky that I had the result in front of me by then. I was just not sure I was lucky with the results.

Lukes' Pov.

I knocked on her door for what felt like ten minutes after I saw Sarah leave her house. I called her but no one answered, neither did she answer my calls. I figured she was still upset with me but I had to talk to her. I couldn't stand being without Hope, it was all too much.