The Coach and The Flyer

Chapter Six: Telling Mason

It had been about nine weeks and I guess I must have calculated wrong because I was already showing. I have been trying to hide it from Mason, and it has been working I think. He started to wonder why I was wearing more baggy clothes and such and I told him cause I am trying a new style. I hate lying to him, but I could not tell him. I was laying on my bed in a bra and a pair of short shorts with a colorful plaid sock and a tiger stripe pink sock looking down at my stomach almost crying. I had a bump begging to show and I didn't want in to show. "I have to tell Mason." I said as I set my hands on the always growing bump in my abdomen. I rolled onto my side and picked up the phone and dialed his number. He picked up with an obviously happy tone. "Hey babe." He said with a giggle. "Hey. Can you meet me somewhere I have something I have to tell you." I asked in a serious tone that he immediately caught onto. "Yeah babe where at?" He asked losing the happy tone. "Well I was thinking in the small diner across town?" I asked staring at the bump again. "Sure I will meet you there in twenty then?" He asked in his always handsome voice. "Yeah, love you see you there." I said and hung up the phone.

I scooted off my bed and went to my closet looking through my clothes, I had to wear something tight enough to make my stomach pop out, but not to tight that I hurt my baby. It took me about five minutes but I finally decided on a cute tank-top with a black shirt that brought out my breasts and my stomach. It had a cut out in the back and it said <3 UR and a picture of a computer. I stayed in the shorts and put on a pair of flat converes that were the same shade of black as my shirt. I walked down the stairs and turned in the full length mirror sighing as I grabbed my purse. "Lets go do this." I said before walking out the door to my car. It took me about fifteen minutes to drive to the the diner and when I parked I saw Mason's car. "Why does he always have to be so early?" I asked my self walking in and sitting down at the same table as him. "Hey babe." I said sitting down. He looked up and smiled at me. "Hey so what did you wanna tell me?" He asked setting his phone down on the table. "Well its more of a show you thing." I said standing up and walking over beside him. He looked at me and just stared at my stomach. "Jasmine what is up with your stomach?" "I....I" I was stuttering trying to get the words out and I start to cry. "I am pregnant." I said and I turned away from him crying. God I am glad no one is here this would be even more horrible if there was. I was walking out of the diner not looking back not able to bear what I had done. "Who is the father?" He whispered and I did not really hear him so I turned around. "What?" I said through tear filled eyes. "Who is the father?" He said again and I felt my stomach fill with butterflies. "I can't tell you. I promised I wouldn't." I said before walking out of the diner. I drove home and checked the time and it said it was almost nine thirty at night, so I went and jumped in the shower the bump bulging out of me. "I am not mad at you little baby." I said setting my hand on my stomach.

After my shower I decided to go to bed, I changed in to a pair of monkey pajamas and crawled into bed. I must have laid there for about an hour before I got up and went to get something to eat. I got a turkey and provolone sandwich and headed back to bed. I ate it and laid back down quickly falling asleep dreaming of the horrible thing that happened today. When I woke up the next day I looked in the mirror and saw that my bump was really starting to show because of how skinny I was. I tried to ignore it and went to get dressed for school. I looked for about ten minutes before I found something that would fit me. I settled on a pair of black leggings that stretched up over my forming bump, a tank top that was slightly tight on me now, and a half shirt that ended right above the bump. I went into the bathroom and got dressed and when I came back into my room I looked into the mirror again and saw that the bump was very noticeable through the tank top I was wearing. I sighed and said to myself, "Well they are gonna find out sooner or later and why not now it will only get bigger." I said holding a tear. I walked to my dresser and checked the time I saw I had twenty minutes. I smiled knowing that it was just enough time to get my hair and makeup done. Walking into the bathroom I plugged in my crimp-per and then got out my makeup to wait for that to get hot. I put on my cover up even though I didn't need it, my lip gloss then my blush, afterwards I did my eye shadow in a perfect smokey eye look, then I put on my eyeliner making sure that it was a very nice cat eye before putting on my mascara and looking in the mirror. I saw that my makeup looked good and the turned to check if the crimp-er was hot yet. I wasn't really looking when I reached over and as I did I burned myself. I pulled my hand back quickly and looked over at the thing. I giggled at my own stupidity and then picked up the crimp-er. I began to crimp my straight hair making the perfect waves in it. It took me about fifteen minutes to crimp my hair and brush it out to make the right look for my hair. I unplugged the crimp-er and left it on the sink and went back into my room taking one last look in the mirror before I grabbed my bag and headed to my car. 

I drove to the coaches house and walked up to his door ringing the doorbell once and knocking on the door three times. My first thought was maybe he is already at school but then I saw his car and realized that he was definitely still here. About three minutes after I knocked on the door he opened it and looked at me with a shocked look. "What are you doing here? I thought we agreed that you couldn't come here anymore." He said with slight anger, surprise, and fear in his voice. "Look I only came over to show you that the child that YOU put inside me is growing and I might have lost my boyfriend because of it." I say putting emphasis on the word you as I say it. He sighs and looks down at the ground. "How many times do I have to say it I am sorry, you told me you were on birth control and I believed you." He said looking back up at me now. "Don't try to pin this on me I was a virgin before I got into your car you seduced me and now you are trying to tell me this is my fault." I say starting to raise my voice. "Please don't get mad at me I didn't mean to get you pregnant it was an accident and I am sorry about it. You just looked so good that night and I had to have you." He said looking down again.  "I know I am sorry about getting mad, but you don't have to hide the evidence under your sweater." I said with a small tear rolling down  my cheek. "You don't have to have everyone think you are a slut, have your best friend hate you and have your boyfriend walk out on you." I almost screamed at him and then I  turned and walked  out to my car, on the way to school I stopped at an abandoned parking lot and I began to cry as I held my stomach. As I sat there I pulled  the knife I kept in my console for protection out. I looked at the knife and then at my stomach and started to cry even more and then I pulled the knife hard and fast towards my stomach.....