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"Gwen you really don't need to do this yo-" She turns around to face me, "Shut up!" She screams.Tears are falling down my face, "I'm sorry, but this baby deserves to live." She is breathing heavily, "No one else thinks that except me. This baby will ruin my life."
I shake my head as I try to reach out to her, "No yo-" She cuts me off, "Get the hell away from me! You're a nobody! You're not even my bestfriend! Freaking hell, why are you even here?!"
I said softly, "You're parents told me you'd be here today." She shakes her head, "Tell them to go to hell! I hate them! They don't even want this baby! They forced me to be here!"
I notice the people staring at us. "I'm so-so-sorry." She shakes her head, "Liar. You're smiling on the inside! You care about nobody else but yourself!"
-I wake up and gasp as the tears sting my eyes. I'm about to scream but then I feel Brandon's arms around me.
"Shhh, I got you." He says gently in my ear. I hold onto him as I cry and shake at the memory of that day.
That was the day that Gwen aborted her baby. I tried to stop her, really I did. But she wouldn't hear it.
"You're okay. I've got you, it's going to be all right. Do you want to talk about it?"
I sniffle and I mumble softly, "Can I stay in your arms?" He smiles, "Of course you can."
I nod, "Alright. Well, it was back when Gwen was pregant. I went over to her house to see how she was doing. She was currently three months pregnant. Her parents told me that she was down at the hospital, so I went there and I tried to stop her.."
I feel the tears sting my eyes, "She aborted the baby. She told me to leave her alone but I couldn't. I just stayed outside the waiting room. The doctors walked out and I will never forget how I heard her cry in so much pain and agony."
Brandon remained silent and now I'm crying again. I whispered the next part, "Her parents practically forced her to give up the baby. She was willing to keep the baby but she didn't have a choice."
He held me close to him and he whispered, "It's not your fault." I sniffled, "Well not entirely, but I did contribute to her pain. Gosh, I was such a terrible friend."
He remained silent. I sighed. Brandon placed his hand against my forehead. "You're burning up again."
I groan. He says gently, "How about you freshen up and then we head to the doctor? I'll make an appointment right now." I nod.
-Later-
Brandon and I are in his car on the way to the doctor.
Once we arrive we can walk staright through. Basically, I've got nothing serious, I just need a lot of rest.
She booked me off for about three days. Oh and I almost forgot, she recommend I go for therapy.
I actually never thought of sharing all my darkest secrets and terrible memories with a complete stranger. Although, it's worth a shot. Brandon kept on convincing me that I'm not the only one who goes through these things. Maybe therapy would be good for me and really help me.
On our way out something caught my eye. I actually can not believe it with my own eyes.
It is only then when I say the name does it all feel to real.
"Gwen?" The female turns around and she freezes. Shock evident in both our faces.
"Savannah?" I smile, "Wow, how are you?" She nods, "I'm doing good, how are you?" I nod, "Good. What are you doing here?"
She smiles, "I work here, but I am currently on maternity leave. But I just came in to fetch a file."A smile forms on my face, "You're on maternity leave? So you're-" She cut me off while nodding, "Yes, I'm pregnant."
I glance down at her stomach, "I'm really really really happy for you." She smiles, "Thank you. That really means a lot."
She glances at Brandon, "I'm so sorry, hi I'm Gwen." Brandon smiles, "I know." She furrows her eyebrows, "Oh, did Savannah tell you about me? I'm not sure we've met."
I smile, "Gwen, this is Brandon Campbell." She gasps, "Oh, I didn't even regonize you." He smiles, "It's all good." She motions between us, "You two, together?"
Brandon shakes his head, "Oh, no we're not together." She nods, "How did you two even meet?" I say slowly, "We met where I work. It was an unexpected visit." He smiles.
Gwen nods, "Where do you work now? I'd love to like go out for coffee sometime or something."
I sigh, "I work at a cafè." Gwen pauses, "You work at a cafè?" I nod, "Yeah." She says slowly," Wow, I didn't expect that." I nod and say softly, "Neither did I."
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GROWING PAINS
Teen FictionSavannah Brian, a twenty year old female whose High School career was full of regrets. The once popular girl who had it all, is now the waitress whose scraping to make minimum wage to pay off her rented apartment. Until one day she encounters an awf...