A Friend For A Mother
Chapter 1: Help
"But Mark!"
"I don't care Olivia, I'm not ready to be a dad. You figure it out."
"I can't believe you just said that."
"Well I do."
"Mark..." Olivia said as her voice trailed off.
"Liv, it's over. Really, just leave me alone and do yourself a favor, put the kid up for adoption or abort it, I'm done with you."
Olivia Benson was 16 and pregnant, by her now ex-boyfriend Mark Smith. She though Mark was the one for her, he had everything she was looking for: a great sense of humor, awesome personality, and the world's best smile. He told her over and over that she was the one that he wanted, needed, and was in love with. Olivia believed everything that he said. Mark was very creative in manipulative in getting what he wanted from her, and the one thing he wanted more than anything, was to have sex with Liv, and that's what he got, neither of them though about the consequences but they wanted each other more than ever at that moment. After that night, things between them just weren't the same. They had given up on their relationship after that night.
She didn't bother speaking to him after that but she knew that things were going to be different, rather she was feeling different. Liv had found out that she was 4 weeks along her pregnancy. She was scared, alone and confused. Liv knew her mother wouldn't approve and that she might have to move in with another relative. The only people she had were her two best friends, Debbie (Deborah) and Scott. Deb was the crazy outgoing type and Scott on the other hand was the very opposite. She knew out of all this mess, they would be the ones to help her out when she needed them the most.
Deborah's House
After School
Tuesday, 4:00 P.M
"Did you tell him?" Deb asked as she took out her chemistry book.
"Yeah." Liv said as she finished her math.
"So?"
"He broke up with me." Liv managed to say before she broke out into tears.
"Are you serious? Why?" Debbie asked her as she gave Liv the box of Kleenex off her nightstand.
"He said he wasn't ready to be a dad and that he was done with me."
"I'm so kickin' his ass tomorrow, me and Scott, well rather Scott."
Olivia looked at Deb seriously then sat on the bed. "I'm so scared. I don't know how to tell my mom."
"Just tell her the truth."
"You know I can't do that, she's going to kick me out and probably beat the hell outta me, I can't, well not now."
"OK, so why did you…never mind, anyway, you really need to think of something you can do, what about adoption?"
"I don't think I could do that, that's too sad and depressing."
"So are those couple's who can't have kids, that's why they go to the adoption agencies."
"But, I'll feel guilty, I mean, how can I give my kid away to some complete strangers?"
"Olivia, people do it all the time. I mean it gives the mother a chance to live her life and let the kid grow up happy. Besides there are closed and open adoptions, I mean if its closed that means you really don't want to have anything to do with that kid, at least if its open, your kid will know you."
"That's too much, I just don't know if I can do that."
"So you want to raise your baby on your own then?"
"I don't know you know that I don't believe in abortion, but adoption that just seems so not me, you know?"
"No I don't, Liv, your really confusing me."
"I know Deb, I'm so lost, I though Mark was going to be there."
"Well you though wrong."
"Debbie, did I ever tell you that you were very helpful?"
"Nope, I can't recall."
"Now you know why."
"Ok Liv." Deb told her before she shook her head. "So what's your big plan?"
"I don't know, I'm lost, I should raise this kid, at the same time, I want to finish school and go to college."
"To be a cop right?"
"Yeah, but I can't do that if I have a kid."
"Ok, first of all stop calling your baby a kid, you're not giving birth to a 5 year old, you're having a baby, not a kid, that baby will grow up to be a kid."
Olivia looked at her in a stunned way. "Ok, so I really need to think about this."
"Ya think?" Deborah told her in a sarcastic tone. Then she smiled.
"What? And no we're not blowing up Scott's house or poisoning him."
"I wasn't thinking about that, even though that was number two, uhm, Liv, why don't you, darn it, I lost my idea, you killed my imagination."
"That's because your mind consists of killing people or harming things."
"Right…., Liv if you want you can always like ask my parents or Scott's to help you out, you know babysit and all."
"Deb, what do you really want to say?"
Deb looked at her then spit it out. "Me and Scott could raise the baby."
Olivia stared at her. Debbie!? She was crazy, at the same time, she had a good heart and was great around kids. Was it her inability to not have children the reason for this answer, or was it something else?
"Debbie, are you sure? I mean I don't want to be pushy or anything, but are you sure you want to raise my baby?"
"Yes, Olivia you and my dad, know of all people that I can't have kids. I know I'll be hard but I'm ready, it'll sorta be like adoption, I mean I'm not a complete stranger you're giving the baby to, right?"
"Deb, I don't know if I can, I mean, I know you're great around kids, but what if Scott can't help you out?"
"Liv, I have my parents, family, and a lot of people to support me and the baby, I'm sure."
"Deb, you can't be serious?"
"As serious as a heart attack."
"Woah, so you mean you really want to raise my baby as I finish school."
"Yeah, I'm that serious; I'm going to be a stay at home mom anyways, may as well practice now. Well experience it now."
"That just seems so not you or like your 'teenage mind'."
"Liv I'm serious. Really, do you want to give your baby to me?"
"I guess I do."
Olivia looked and gave her a hug. She was going to have her friend be a mother for her child.
A/N:Was it good?Bad?Ok? Like it? Let me know. Read and review, its been awhile since I've done a story.