Black Kisses *13*

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A sharp, twisted knife seemed to slice through Sam's chest as he heard Fern's blubbery voice on the phone.

"I'm s-s...s-s-sorry-y-y-y..." Fern sobbed.

Sam was in so much shock his fingers dropped the phone. It clashed to the hardwood floor and the screen cracked in half.

No.

It couldn't be true.

Sam crumbled to the floor, curling up into a ball and rocking back and forth. A gaping black hole seemed to open inside of him, sucking in every little bit of happiness, never to return again.

Fern was pregnant.

And it was HIS fault.

Images ripped through his mind - Fern crying over the phone, her childhood wrenched away from her forever, a little baby kicking her from the inside...

A tiny baby in his arms. His...child.

"Oh, God." Sam's teeth clattered together. "No no no no no no no no no..."

They were fourteen. FOUR-FRICKIN-TEEN. Just barely in high school. Sam was going to be fifteen in about two weeks, and Fern in a month.

Sam had so many dreams...make the honor roll each year, eventually become the class valedictorian, go to Yale, graduate with Masters, become a doctor, marry Fern...and THEN have kids, at the age of 25 or so.

He was being selfish. What about Ferny? Poor, 5'1" baby Fern. She was still a child, who loved to sketch pictures of spiders and play on swings at playgrounds.

She would have to care for a child more than herself and her education.

He could picture Fern wake up at 4 AM to feed her baby, take care of it, and then slog all the way to school, run back, take care of her baby...

Never would she get to hang out with friends or have fun as long as she was a teen.

College? Forget about it. Her baby would be 3 when she went to college. No mother would leave a toddler behind to study.

Fern's childhood was gone. She was a baby having a baby.

And it was all because of Sam.

Fern's family was pretty rich. They could afford abortion. But Fern would never, ever, EVER agree to it. She thought of abortion as killing young children. Fern had a soft spot for little kids. They seemed to be the only people who understood her and actually LIKED her.

Sam had to do SOMETHING.

But there was nothing he could do.

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