Be My Thief

Didn't See It Sooner

It had been a week since Brandon and I had talked about whether or not we should tell Stef and Lena, and we still haven't decided. I both want to and don't want to tell them. As does Brandon.

I haven't told Jude yet. Not until I'm in second trimester. I don't know how he's going to react. He's always been my baby and now I'm having a real baby. And I don't know how he would react if I told him who the father was. That is probably something he'd never forgive me for.

At least Mariana had stopped pestering me with questions. She was being supportive, which I am super grateful for. I didn't think she'd be so understanding.

"Callie," Mariana says. "Hello?"

"Yes," I nearly shout. "Sorry. Lost in thought."

"I could see that."

"Did anything major happen while I zoned out?"

"Not really," she says. "How are you feeling?"

"Okay, I guess. Morning sickness isn't really gone, but."

"I think mama said it goes away in the second trimester."

"Oh, thank god," I chuckle.

She smiles. "Now, I know I said I'd stop asking but..."

"But what?"

"Who's is it?"

"Mariana."

"Come on."

"No Mariana. We've been over this."

"I won't tell."

"Neither will I."

"Callie, someone needs to know. And who better than your sister?"

I look at her, dead serious. "Who better than a girl who can't keep a secret to save her life."

"Hey, that's not nice."

"Mariana, you lasted two seconds when Stef and Lena asked where Brandon and I were when we went to Mexico."

"In my defense, mom interrogated me."

I nod sarcastically.

"Callie. I won't tell. I. Promise."

"Okay," I say and move closer to her. "It's Ryan Goslings."

"Ha-ha, very funny," she says, looking disappointed. "Come on Callie."

"Mariana, no."

She looks at me with those puppy dog eyes. "Please."

"No, cause you'll probably end up hating me."

She looks at me strangely and then turns her head to Brandon's door, which was opening.

He looks inside our room and smiles. I smile back, waving.

Mariana looks back at me. "Idyllwild."

"What about Idyllwild?"

"Moms weren't there. I was asleep."

"Mariana, what are you saying?"

"It's Brandon's isn't it?"

I look at her in complete shock and then remember I have to act normal. "Pff. No."

"Callie."

"Why would you even suggest such a thing?"

"You two have history. The whole interview with the social worker had to bring up some old feelings."