Speaking the truth

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Brandon, there he was! In his car. But he was too young to drive. He stole his fathers drivers licence so he said. He pulled up next to me and slowly followed me with the window down on the car.

"Where are you rushing off to? Get in, I'll give you a lift!"

"Look I'd rather walk." I was scared that I would let the truth out if I got into the car.. But I should really tell him.

"Just get in your obviously late for something.." I stopped and opened the car door, I sat in the passenger seat and tears came into my eyes.

"Happy now?!"

"Keep your hair on! Where you going? I'll take you there? Or we can go back to mine?" Is he joking?

"No, never again, not with you, never! I love my boyfriend not you!"  My eyes began to leak and Brandon started asking questions...

"What's the matter? Babe? Are you okay? Why are you crying?"

"You'll never understand."

"If you just tell me, I will listen, then you can judge if I understand.." I muttered..

"I'm pregnant.." I cried but then when Brandon heard my words he braked the car but it skidded along the road and into a traffic light!

"And I suppose this baby is my responsibility then?" I nodded. "Well, I've made this baby so I will have to take care of it."

"So, you don't want me to have an abortion?"

"NO! Never! If you don't want OUR child, I will!"

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