The next morning I got up and Brian's mom was cooking breakfast. She was so nice. We all sat down and enjoyed breakfast and then I called Rachel to come pick Dea and I up. Once we got home I pulled Dea into the closet. The closet was where Dea and I would come up with our plans and talk. In our bedroom we had three closets and the one that Dea and I shared we were the only two aloud in it. We always left the bottom part of the closet cleared so that we could sit. We even had a whiteboard on the wall so that we could draw things if other sisters were nearby. "Dea, um we need to talk." I said as I pulled her into the closet. "Dea, last night me and Brian had sex. And well, I could be pregnant." She looked at me and took a big, big sigh. "Why didn't you use protection?" She asked. "I don't know. We were just, in the moment. And it didn't cross my mind about getting pregnant." I replied. "Well you have to wait like 4 weeks before taking a pregnancy test to get the correct results, so just hang in there. I'll help and cover for you, pregnant or not. But, I need a favor." Dea said, smiling at me. "And what favor is that?" I asked. "Well, there's this cute guy at school and well, I want to date him. So please, please help me." Dea said looking at me. "Of course, I'll help you." I replied. That night we talked in the closet for hours how to ask him out, and how we would get her to the date.
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Teen Mom Stories: Rianna
Teen FictionRianna was always the rebel in her family and in her small town. Now she's even more of a rebel when she gets pregnant.
