"Oh crap!" is all Jared could say as he stared between Paul and I. Paul stared at me, and I stared back. This strange connection was pulling me towards him, even with the table between the two of us. It scared me. His brown eyes stared down at me, and the intensity was too much. I look away, placing a hand on my rounded belly. From the corner of my eye, I see Paul shaking violently. Jared springs into action.

"Emily, take the girls to the back," he shouted, and Emily rushes from the back. She motions for Kim and me to get up, and follow her. Kim slips out easily, while I have a bit of trouble getting up quickly. Kim and Emily each grab on of my arms, and haul me up. Emily grips each of our shoulders, and leads us to the kitchen. I glanced behind me, and saw Jared struggle to get Paul out the door, while Paul attempts to reach towards us, still shaking violently. Emily ushers us into the kitchen just as Jared reaches the door, with Paul in a headlock.

Emily pulls out her cell phone, and dials a number. Almost instantly, someone answers. She mumbles something into the phone, and the person answers back. She snaps her phone closed, and turns to us.

"What was that about?" Kim asks, while pointing towards the door. Emily sighs, and rubs her temples.

"Every now and then, Paul has a temper tantrum. Jared didn't want to get you two involved, that's why I brought you back here," She mumbles, while running her hands through her long hair. That explanation didn't sit too well with me.

"You're telling me that Paul started to throw a tantrum, after just looking at me?" I ask, my voice cracking at the end from disbelieving the answer she gave us.

"Paul throws his tantrums at the smallest things. Last time he threw one was because of running into the door at my house. He practically ripped it off the hinges after he ran into it," she says, with a small smile. Kim and I give crazy looks. She coughed nervously, and asked, "Do you want some hot tea?" Kim nods yes, but I was having a weird craving for chocolate and ketchup.

"Do you have any chocolate cake?" I ask. Emily nods, and begins the pot for tea, and a slice of cake for me. The tea pot squeals its finish, just as I spot the ketchup. I grab it, and pour the ketchup over the cake. Emily turns to place the up of tea in front of Kim, but stops when she sees me with my chocolate and ketchup cake. She gives me a questioning stare and I blush.

"I get strange cravings ever now and then," I mumble to her, while looking down. Emily just smiles.

"You're pregnant, right?" She asks, while watching my reaction. I pause with my fork halfway to my mouth, and Kim with her tea halfway to her lips. Our eyes widen in panic.

"H-how'd you know?" I asked.

"I have a friend who was pregnant before I left," She answers, staring between Kim and I. "We were about your age when she found out. She made her promise not to tell anyone. F her parents found out at that stage in her pregnancy, she'd have to get an abortion, so we kept it as our little secret." I stared at her with wide eyes.

"What happened when they did find out?" Kim asked. Emily just shrugs.

"They accepted it, weren't too happy, but they helped her out," she answers. "Do your parents know about you?" I shook my head no.

"When they find out, I'll probably be kicked out," I mumble, while looking down. I look up when I felt a hand on my shoulder. Kim and Emily are both staring down at me with smiles.

"Rae, you know that I'll help you out. Now that we know Emily, she'll probably help you too," Kim says. I feel tears pricking at my eyes. I reach up, and bring them both into a hug. I could feel the two of them giggling in my neck. I let out a soft giggle too. They pull away, and Kim looks to the door. There stood Jared, with a shocked look on his face.

"Um, I came to get you two so we can head back to school," he mumbles, while looking a bit sheepish. My cheeks flush in anger. I stand up quickly, knocking over the stool that I was on, and storm over to him.

"How much of that did you hear?" I growl out, narrowing my eyes at him. He coughs nervously, and mumbles something too low for me to catch. "What?"

"I heard that you where pregnant," he repeats. My eyes widen and I reach up and grab hold of his t-shirt, yanking him down to my height. Even though I stood at about 5'9", he still towered over me.

"You better not tell anyone, got that?" I question. His face twists in fear, and he nods his head. I stare at him for a moment before realization hits me. I let go of his shirt and stare wide eyed at him. I couldn't believe what I just did. I let my emotions get the best of me. I drop my head, and let a blush spread across my face. "S-sorry, I-I didn't m-mean to let my e-emotions get the b-best of me," I stutter out. Jared shakes his head.

"That's okay; I know how pregnant women get. My cousin was really bad," he says. He steps around me to Kim, and puts an arm around her. "You ready to go?" Kim nods, and looks to me.

"I think that I'm going to walk back. I have some things to think out," I mumble. Kim opens her mouth to offer to walk with me, but I shake my head. "You go with Jared. I think you two should spend some time together." Kim and Jared blush and look at each other. I smirk. "See you guys at school. Nice to meet you Emily. Thanks for the meal."

Emily smiles and says, "If you need anything, just come here, or get Jared or Paul to take you to my house." I smile and nod. I wave bye to them and leave the diner.

I have no clue what I'm going to do. I don't want to give up the child, or have an abortion. That would just break my heart. I could just grow some courage, and tell Paul, but I've messed up my life, and don't want to mess his up as well. I can't tell my parents, because they'd just kick me out, and I'd be really screwed. Gah! This is really frustrating!

I was in the middle of my mind rant, when I heard someone call my name. I turn around to see Paul running toward me, but something weird about him was that he had different clothes then before. He caught up with me and stopped next to me. Even after that sprint, he didn't even break a sweat.

"Why are you walking back alone?" he asked, almost growling it out. I just shrug, and continue on my way. I was stopped by him gripping my arm. I turn around a glare at him.

"What do you want," I snap out, yanking my arm from his grip.

"I just wanted to know why you walking alone," he asks again. I shrug again.

"I just have some things that I need to think about," I mumble, and begin to walk away again, but once again, I'm stopped by Paul grabbing my arm again. Just when I was about to shout at he, he yanks me into his warm body. I stiffen slightly, but relax. This felt right.

"I was just worried about you. I don't want anything to happen to you," he says, but it's muffled as he nuzzles the top of my head. I was close to going weak in the knees, and he presses me closer to his body. I feel his body stiffen next to me, and I knew why. With my body pressed to his, he could feel my baby bump pressed to him. This knocked some sense into me, and I push him off of me. I turn and walk off, and this time, I wasn't stopped. I refused to turn around to see his reaction, even when I heard a ripping sound. The sound of a wolf howling made me shutter. It sounded so sad.