Part 1


It couldn't be true. It just couldn't. They had been so careful. Always had been so careful.

She sat on the closed toilet seat and held her head in her hands. She sighed. Things like this didn't happen to people like her. The prom queen just doesn't get knocked up. What would her mother say? What would her FATHER say?

She could just see the disappointed looks on her friends faces. She wouldn't be joining them in the fall for college. She'd be stuck in a stuffy one bedroom apartment after having been shunned by her family. She'd eat ravioli out of the can and walk around in a tattered bathrobe while the baby lay crying.

All because he didn't love her. Or at least she thought he didn't love her. She knew that their "thing" had started out as a good time and willing partner. But some where along the way it had turned into something else for her. She loved him, but she wasn't his. She was just someone to pass the time with. And now she was pregnant. Pregnant and alone. One of her worst fears was being alone.

She couldn't take the thought of dealing with this. But that little symbol didn't lie. No, that blue plus mark meant so much more than a positive. It meant the end of her life as she knew it. No more heading to a kegger on a Friday night. No more blowing 100 dollars on an outfit she'd wear once. Now she was going to find out what real life was. No more rose colored glasses to look through.

She hid the test in the trash and picked up the phone. "It's me. We need to talk."
She went to the park to wait for him. She pulled her coat closer to herself and tried to stay warm in the January night air. Finally she saw him appear out of the shadows. His hair shining in the moonlight night.

He sat next to her and waited or her to begin. He knew it would be something bad, buy the tone of her voice.
"Jason, I'm pregnant."

Jason's breath whooshed out of his body. He sat there, stunned. The very same thought's that she'd had, he had as well. They had been so careful. Things like this didn't happen to them.
"Are you sure?"
She nearly laughed at the hopeful tone of his voice. "Yes. I've been late for two months and I took a test."

"Oh, God. What are we going to do? This will kill my parents."
She scoffed, "And you don't think mine will have a fit too? Their baby girl got herself knocked up?"
He winced at her harsh words. "I'll sorry. This is just- well it's a shock."
She rolled her eyes, "For you and me both."
Jason was suddenly angry with her attitude. How did she expect him to react? They were teenagers. What were they supposed to do?
"Look, I know your having a way harder time with this than me, and that's understandable. But quit pushing me away."

"Why? I'm just giving you the chance to do what you really want to do. Run away. It's what you do. It's what you always do. Run away when things get rough. Just go Jase. I'll be fine."
His face turned red in anger. "Don't you push me away! I know you too! Better than you think. You push everyone away from you so they can't hurt you. Well guess what? I'm not going anywhere. If you want me away from you, then you better call the police, cause Jason Masters isn't going anywhere! Cause I-," he voice got quieter. "I think I love you."

She sat there and let his words sink in. He loved her. He actually loved her. And right there she knew that everything would be fine. There would be no one bedroom apartments and ravioli cans in her future. No sir. Her baby was going to have a father. They were going to be a family. But she had to hear it one more time. "What did you say?"

"I said I love you, Mimi. I always will."

Mimi wrapped her arms around him and whispered in his ear, "I love you too, Jase."