Lie to me.

Chapter Three.

I went through the rest of my doctor's appointment in a daze.  Why is this happening? I thought to myself as I walked into the waiting room. Raquel and I walked to the car in silence. Finally, as she started the car, I blurted it out.

"I'm pregnant."

"Oh my god," Raquel whispered, shocked. She looked at me with worry, concern, sadness, excitedness, and a little bit of everything written on her face. I couldn't look at her, but I felt her big brown eyes burning a hole into my face.

"Why don't we go to Las Palapas? My treat. You can get your big bowl of chicken tortilla soup, your favorite," She said with a small smile. "We can talk more there."

I agreed quickly. I was quite hungry after my little incident during my appointment.

We pulled up into my favorite Mexican restraint and walked in, sitting at a booth near the back. We made small talk until our food came.

"So are you going to tell your parents?" Raquel asked, biting into her chili con carne (chili with meat) enchiladas.

"I don't know. They'll probably just kick me out. Or try to make me get an abortion," I said quietly as I sipped on my soup.

"You wouldn't though, right?" Raquel asked me, so seriously that it kind of shocked me.

"Of course not. I could never ever do that. I have a little person growing inside me. Mine. And I'm not letting it go or get hurt. I already love it." I replied, putting my hand to my stomach. I wasn't showing, as I was only nine weeks pregnant, but I tried cradling it, nonetheless.

"You love it already," She stated smiling at me. "Tia Raquel loves you too baby!"

She put her hand over mine as she said it. I knew that if no one cared about me, at least Raquel would.

"Elisa," She started. "I want you to stay with me. I don't want your parents around you, because who knows what they'll do after they find out. And you need to tell Andres. As soon as possible."

I bit down on my lip, chewing it ferociously. I had to tell her. But I just couldn't.

"Okay, I promise." I told her, trying to stop the uneasiness growing in my stomach.

Two Months Later

"My jeans don't fit. My shirts don't fit. Nothing fits me anymore!"

I had started showing a month before, which meant all I had been wearing lately were hoodies and sweatpants for a month straight.

"How about tomorrow we go shopping?" Raquel asked me.

"Okay," I replied smiling at her.

She had been the biggest help to me. She took me in after I told me parents, who kicked me out. She was always running out at any time of the night or day to get me whatever I was craving. She would massage my feet or my back when I needed it, and she was the one who went to all the appointments with me.

I had told Andres, but he denied it. He didn't believe it was his. Everyone believed I was six weeks when I found out, but in fact I was nine. Andres knew. He wasn't harsh about it though, and he even helped out. He would take care of me at school, pick me up whatever I wanted, and take me out sometimes.  Not on dates, just to hang out as friends. He was the only one that knew the truth.

I knew I should tell Raquel, but she had just started dating this guy, Adrian. I didn't want any drama, so I kept my secret. I also made sure to stay as far away from Adrian as possible. He didn't know why, but he let me have me distance. I wasn't rude to him, I would say hi to him when I saw him, but that was it.

"Babes, hurry up. Andres is here." Raquel said, taking me out of my thoughts. Today was the day. We were going to find out the sex. Andres was putting up an act for Raquel, that he was the biological dad. But he also promised me that he was going raise the baby, as if he was. We moved on from the dating faze and were now best friends. He was the closest person to me, besides Raquel, of course.

I had to tell her, I just didn't know how...