Loving my bff's brother was just the beginning of my troubles...

Chapter 13

A few more days went by and I was still struggling.  I had really fallen behind in school.  Usually the beginning of the year is easy because it's a review from the year before, but I didn't remember anything, so it was a complete new lesson for me.  I did try my hardest though.  I did not go out that much, I went straight to my study habits . Even Josh seemed to appreciate it, and he would help me at night when we would be on a so called date.

The baby was doing good as well.  The doctor said I needed to gain some more weight though, which was something I have been dreading!  I was almost 6 months and I still did not tell my parents.  I didn't even know shit like that was even possible.  As I grabbed my books from my locker I walked down the hallway.  I still had the looks, stares, and whispers on my trail, but I am too strong to let that mess with my head anymore. 

I walked out of the side door and headed to the front of the school.  I walked past all the cars in the parking lot on the side and was about to turn when I noticed something familiar.  It was indeed a car.  And it was nice, red, and something I have had history with.  It was Drew's car.  I saw him in a group of boys, I guess old friends, and one of them saw me.  I immediately turned pale and turned the corner to get away before Drew saw me.  But it was too late.  The boy already pointed me out to Drew and he was trying to get my attention.  I continued to walk but then the shouts got louder.  I felt someone next to me and embraced myself.

"Hi stranger." he said.

"Umm...hi." I said weakly.

Drew was looking at me up and down.  He noticed my change and his face clearly showed his reaction.  I hung my head to hide the red embarassment and the oncoming tears.

"Wow.  So she was right." he murmered.

I swung my head up to look at him.

"Who?" I asked.

"Well Chelsea kind of..."

"Figures." I said rolling my head. 

And that is when it hit me.  I started to think about what Chelsea said and I began to get angry.

"Did you tell Chelsea about...you know?" I asked him.

He looked at me questionably.

"About what?" he asked.

I started to get agrivated from people entirely.

"About what happened." I said.

"Oh. Um..."

That answered that.

"How could you?!  That was something personal!" I hollered.

"Look I'm sorry.  I was still upset at the time and Chelsea was there to comfort me."

"I bet she was." I mumbled.

He rubbed the back of his neck.

"Look.  I did not mean to come here today and upset you.  I was just coming to pick up Chelsea and say hey to a couple of friends.  That's all.  Nothing intentional." he said.

"You still go out with her?" i asked.

He knodded his head.

"Wow Drew.  You are such a nice guy.  You deserve better than that trash." I said.

"What do you know about being better?" he spat at me.

I kind of was taken back and slouched back.  He realized what he said was mean.

"I'm sorry." he said.

"No it's fine.  I guess I deserve that." I said to him.

We stood there a couple of moments.