This story is coming straight from my heart. This is from when Paige was about fifteen and she accidentally gets pregnant by her boyfriend. I see Paige a lot like myself, only im lot younger.She is wild and kind of crazy and at the same time probally the most practical and logical thinker u can find. I um... just found out actually I am pregnant. This is something people can read and now what I am going through and maybe one day my child can to. Please if your gonna flame me... do it about another story just not this one. Any story I don't care I tolerate flames.. Just please not on this story. Or if ur going to ridicule me for being pregnant I have put myself through enough. I don't need from strangers... but please read. It means a lot to me.

This story will go MUCH faster than my pregnancy. So it most likely is going to be a little tainted.. but I will go back and fix it and it is about "Paige", If u would like to know how I am really doing feel free to email me (crazylilchica06@msn.com) It's not like I'm proud and flaunting my pregnancy but this story means a lot to me. and I know somehow someway my child will read it. Or I'll read it to him/her; enough will the emotions on with the story. Also this story might be kinda of long... my guess it will be..

By the way not sure where Paige grew up at. but this story its Suburbs of Chicago.

Kayla and Mark are real people so they own themselves.. Paige Owns herself. Jason is actually a real person but his name is changed. so is the "baby" ~~~

Paige gently kicked her legs back and fourth over the bed of the hospital. Repeatedly pulling on the back of her hospital gown she growled at it in frustration. "I always hate hospitals." Mumbling to herself. Getting up, she walked over to the window and stared at it for awhile. She watched as the few snow flakes fell from the sky. She prayed for a white Christmas. Oh how she loved the snow, and the fights, and just the feeling you get when you look outside and everything is beautifully white.

She hated being here, but she knew she had to be. "You scared honey?" Kayla's brown eyes were screaming with sympathy for her best friend. She could remember when the two of them were babies or close to it, running around like idiots with her brother Mark. Now theirs a possibility she might have a baby, she didn't know what to do for Paige. They had always been their for each other, and now all she could do was sit helplessly in the stupid gray chair and wait, and then drive her home knowing whatever the answer would be their was definitely a lot of crying.

With the sound of the door opening Paige slowly walked over to Kayla's chair and wrapped her arms around the back of her neck. Her hands shaking slightly, Kayla put her hands on top of Paige's trying to sooth her. Pulling her the glasses off, the doctor slowly stared at the two a few minutes before talking.

"I'm sorry Ms. Matthews, your suspensions were right, you are indeed pregnant."

Paige's hand instinctively went to her stomach as it took no time for the tears to fall from both her and Kayla's eyes. "I'm so sorry. I know you told me it was your first time, but bad things sometimes happen to good people."

Paige just nodded her head softly as Kayla kissed the top of her knuckle. "I'll leave you two alone." The doctor slowly walked out of the room, closing the small door behind her. Closing her eyes Paige slowly slid to the floor, a few muffled sobs coming from her mouth. Her hand still on top of her stomach, she slowly massaged it in a circular motion. "I didn't mean for it to happen Kay. I'm too young. I.I.I can't have a baby."

She was slowly rocking back and fourth without noticing it. Her head now resting in her hands. Kayla quickly got out of her chair and joined her on the floor. "I know Paige. I know. Whatever you decide I'm here for you and you know that."

"Kay I don't believe in abortion."

"I know sweetie. what about Adoption." Her tears still coming fast she sniffed a few times and tried to dry her eyes, still softly rocking. After a few minutes she finally looked up into Kayla's eyes, hers slightly crying as well. "I can't. What If they come to my door in 20 years saying "Hi you're my mom I just wanted to know I hate you, you gave me up"; or what if in a few years I want it back. I wouldn't live with myself."

"Then your left with one option Paige."

"I know. that's why I'm crying"

~~ Car Ride home~

The two teenagers spent the good 50 minute car ride home in silence, the radio playing softly to punk music, Paige still crying and trying to silence her sobs. She just used one hand to prop her head against and she stared out the window and the other never moved from her stomach.

"Hun do you want to stop by Jason's" Swallowing hard she slowly turned her head towards Kayla, the first time since the hospital speaking. "No not yet, hell we weren't even dating anymore Kayla."

"I know I just thought you would want to talk with him."

"I will" her voice was soft as she turned back towards the passing scenery of her small home town. "I just need to sleep on it a little."

~~

Paige lay on her bed; pillow clung to her chest along with small blue bear Jason had given her when they were going out. For the first time in almost ever, her room was silent. No loud music, no television, she wasn't even singing. It was pure silence, using the pillow to soften the sound of her sobbing.

She hadn't moved from that position in nearly three hours. Knees curled up so it was touching the edge of the pillow, the blanket covering her legs and feet, and just staring at the dark blue wall.

The softest of knocks came from the door, but she made no attempt to get up, please just don't come in, was all she thought of. She just didn't want to see anyone right now. "Paige dinners ready, mom made lasagna your favorite."

"Thanks, I'm not feeling well. I. Um. think I'm just gonna head to bed..." She didn't know how normal her voice came across but it was the best she could do. She felt like she was lying, and felt extremely wrong for lying about something this big. But how was she supposed to tell her parents? You just don't tell someone their fifteen year old daughter is pregnant.

God this might just kill her parents. She already felt like a major disappointment to them, and already could picture her mother beginning to cry. Not wanting to deal with anything. She stayed in the same position, a few more hours, before finally crying herself to sleep.