Teen Pregnancy At It's Finest [ON HOLD]

Chapter 3

OKAY so I just want my very few (awesome) readers out there that this is the last chapter that will talk about the.. dun dun dun 'r' word (also known as rape).  The idea of it grosses even me out, but i wrote about it because I read a great book that happened to have the (sorta) same idea in it.  I'm sorry if I (somehow) offend anyone by writing with that particular event and... yeah.   So please refrain from hating on my writing... CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISISM IS OKAY!!!!  But you can hate because- as they say -haters gonna hate and potatoes gonna potate (skaters gonna skate)  Anyway, love you all if you're reading this... KEEP BEING AWESOME!!!!!  LOVE YOU!  BYE!!!

I sat back and stared at the wall.

"Open up!"  Carter yelled through the door.

I blinked back tears and continued to stare at the wall.

"Jamie!  Open up!  What's wrong?"  He yelled.

I shakily stood up with wobbly legs, and opened the door slowly.

"I'm pregnant." I whispered.  Tears formed in my eyes and fell before I had time to stop them.  The tears fell, and fell, and fell.

Carter wrapped me in his arms and held onto me.  We stayed like that for a while, me crying into his chest and him rubbing soft, slow circles against my back.

I heard a throat clear, and looked up startled.  I saw the guy who raped me, Sam, and Sarah.

Sam was holding the scruff of the guy's shirt looking painfully sincere.  Sarah was crying freely, pressed into Sam's side.

The guy who raped me though, looked absolutly terrified.  He was staring at me as if I were a monster.  His eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open.  He shook his head repeatedly and kept mumbling something to himself over and over.

Sarah finally pulled away from Sam and came up to me, still bawling, and gave me a hug that cut of my air supply- and most likely my circulation.

Sam and Carter both looked at the guy who raped me.

"I thought I told you to stay away."  Sam growled.

The guy who- you know what, lets call him Steve for now.

Steve sighed.  "You told me to stay away from your girl.  That," He gestured to me "is not your girl."

"The idea was for you to stay far away, not go to her house just because she's throwing a party that you weren't invited to- which we did for a reason."  Sam growled.

"I didn't get the memo." He smirked.

"Let me help you remember."  Sam growled and drew his fist back.

Carter was quick to restrain him.  I would've liked to see him being punched though, that would've been fun.

"Do you know this guy?"   Carter asked Sam with shock written all over his features.

"Yeah, he raped Sarah."  Sam growled.  "She also got pregnant, and was going to keep the baby but she got a misscariage because Josh here attacked her."

Wait-  what?  Sarah was raped?  Well that would explain why she was so prepared- and why she was crying so much.  

I sat back and rested my head against the wall.  Now I have a headache.

I slowly drifted off into sleep.

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"Hey, babe.  Wake up." A voice whispered into my ear.

I looked up slowly and saw Ste-Josh standing there with a slight smile on his face.

"I'm really sorry.  I never meant for that to happen.  It was a mistake.  The baby is a mistake.  What are you going to do with it?"  He asked.

I never really thought about that.  What should I do with the baby.

I don't think it would be the best life choice for him/her if I gave it away.  Abortion was completely out of the equation.  But adoption?  Could I really give away my own flesh and blood?