Six - Netflix and... Choke?

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NEW COVER BY @Amiah_ !!! THANKS SO MUCH GIRL YOU THE MVP!!

BTW, this chapter has been edited, please comment if I've missed something.

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 I quietly step into the kitchen and head for the fridge. I pull out a carton of orange juice and pour myself a cup.

"We need to talk." The voice behind me makes me jump and OJ pours over the lip of my glass. I spin around to find my parents looking grim. They're both in their pajama's, but that doesn't make them any less terrifying.

I put my cup onto the counter and grab some paper towels to clean up the mess.

"Yeah, sure. What's up?" I ask, kneeling down and wiping up the spill. I try not to look nervous, but I'm sure that I'm sweating like crazy right now. What did I do wrong?

Mom and dad take a seat at the table, waiting for me to toss out the wet paper towels before speaking. I sit across from them, expecting the worst.

"When were you going to tell us about Ana?" My mom asks, crossing her arms over her chest. "We got a call from Macy's mom."

I sit back, my heart beating like a hummingbird's. I guess that I should've seen this coming. Nobody can keep a secret like that without someone eventually figuring it out on their own. My parents aren't stupid, they were bound to find out eventually.

"It wasn't my place to tell," I say in full honesty. "If Ana wants people knowing, then she will tell them herself."

My dad nods, but he doesn't seem any more happy than mom. His face seems to have been wrung out like a wet towel. His forehead wrinkles are deeper when he's angry or displeased with me, so I can usually tell the levels of 'pissed off' by how many lines are on his forehead.

"Have you been..." My mom drags out her words, not wanting to finish that sentence. I immediately get what she's talking about and shake my head frantically.

"Hell no!" I almost shout. "And don't start thinking less of Ana! She took the proper precautions. Chuck and she just so happened to break the condom, but that doesn't make her a whore or anything..."

"Miranda, enough!" My mom hushes me, waving her hand in front of me as if to brush away the bad juju. "I just wanted to know..."

"No, mother, I have not had a penis inside of my vagina before. I am a virgin." I smirk as she curls up her nose and flails her hands.

"Okay, okay! I get it." She turns to my smirking dad and then back to me. "I'm going to bed now, don't be up too late."

"'Kay," I say, smiling as she and dad stand up and head upstairs together. Before dad disappears behind the wall, he looks to me and makes the 'I'm watching you' sign, where he points two fingers to his eyes and then spins them around to point at me.

I finish my now half empty glass of orange juice and then go to bed. I think of Ana and the baby, hoping that nothing goes wrong and that she'll be here tomorrow to pick me up from school.

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I get ready for school in record time, wanting nothing more than to just sit by the window and wait for Ana's navy blue punch buggy to pull up to the curb.

I dress in low hung jeans that show my protruding hip bones and a loose gray crop top with a black hem. My black Vans compliment the entire outfit and when I look at myself in the mirror I seem a little bare. There isn't too much skin shown, but it's enough so that I get goosebumps easily.

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