She stared at the blue line. Pregnant.
How could she be pregnant ? Only once they had not used a condom. Fucking once! She had wanted a little pick-me-up and Beck was happy to comply. Onlyfuckingonce.
She scrambled from her sitting position on the RV's bathroom floor, moving so her cheek could rest against the cool metal tiles. Beck was out buying tampons. She'd pretended it was her time, but really it hadn't been for months. He had blushed when she'd told him to buy her some feminine products, and then left, even though he didn't have a fucking idea what he was buying. He'll be gone for hours, she thought as the tiles left small triangular imprints on her face. He's fucking useless, how could he ever raise a baby?
How could she raise a baby? She was seventeen, dirt poor and jobless. She'd been excluded from Hollywood Arts for arson, and Beck had been her only solace. But she'd kicked him out of the picture ever since that blue line appeared in her life, now she was left alone. So fucking alone. What was she to do?
Jade sat up suddenly – she had to leave.