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Chapter 6: Why?

Things between me and Will returned to normal. We were the best friends we always were. My birthday opening new doors, but still keeping the essence of our friendship. It was all I wanted from him. All I wanted from life.

I don't want to say we were a couple, let's just say its complicated to say. But to me and Will it was simple.

Surprisingly, my mother decided only decided to get me concert tickets for my birthday. For after the holidays. She got me one for me and a friend. Or in my case Will. We saw it as a great opportunity to get out since my birthday. We hadn't had a night like that since, so we were hoping that we get the opportunity. With the holidays past us, we finally had our own time. Resuming our regular lives. With the occasional lingering kiss. We weren't totally just friends. We had shared something that brought us closer together. Making public handholding and the intermittent kissing a regular thing.

Today was January fourth, meaning that tomorrow was the day of the concert. Courtney and her beau Ben were coming too. But with the way I was feeling the past few days, a concert didn't sound very pleasing. I'd only threw up once or twice, but I was forever feeling like I be nauseous till the day I died. I woke up nauseous, I went to class nauseous, and went to bed nauseous. Courtney thought I was trying to get out of a good time, but as it persisted throughout the week, she began to pity me. Thought I caught the flu, even though I was sure to get flu shot early in the year.

Snow refused to fall this year. We had yet to have a single snowflake, which was weird for this part of the country. But with my recent mysterious illness, I didn't mind the absence of snow. Will had brought by some yellow roses, I didn't remember telling him that they were my favorite, but then again there was a lot Will figured out for himself.

I was laying on my side clutching my stomach. "Still sick," Courtney said.

I looked up at her. "Yeah, I don't think tomorrow will be possible." I groaned.

"Yeah, Ben wouldn't want you getting sick in the back of his new car. So I guess you and Will are out?"

"No, Will doesn't have to stay and take care of me. He's been looking forward to this for weeks."

"Yeah he doesn't, but he will. He was only looking forward to it because you were going to be there. He defiantly wont go without you."

And the sad part was, that I knew he wouldn't go unless I would. I hated having that kind of power over him, but I didn't mind knowing he stay and comfort me.

"You know Sophie, you've been sick awhile now. And nauseas your only symptom. Isn't that kind of weird?"

"No, I mean, it kind of is, but what else could it be? I don't think it's some rare disease,"

"No, I think its something that happens all the time, I know you don't want to hear it, but I think you should."

Uh oh, where was she going with this? " What?"

"Did you and Will use protection when you had sex?"

Oh, no way! "Courtney! I am not pregnant, do not even say it. No, don't even think it! We did it one time, and it was my first time."

I couldn't be pregnant. "Listen, I said you wouldn't want to hear it, but it needs to be said. It. Only. Takes. One. Time. It doesn't matter if it was your first time. Your body wouldn't know the difference. I'm not saying you are, I just want you to find out. Your probably not, but we should rule out all possibilities."

"Courtney, I cant… I wouldn't know what to do. I'm only nineteen. I'm still a teenager in college. Things like that don't happen to ivy league students." I said.

"It can happen to anyone, that's why I want you to find out."

Intense conversations with Courtney always wiped me out. Especially since I've been sick. It made everything worse. I will admit, I did want to go to Hartford to see the concert, but I just wasn't going to make it that far. Of course, Will stayed to keep me company. Courtney said she left me something in the bathroom for me, so I told Will I meet up with him in his room later.

Remarkably, in the middle of the bathroom floor, was a little pink box. I picked it up and saw that taped to the box was a note in Courtney's scrawl. 'Find Out'. I examined the box. It was a pregnancy test. Why? Why would she do this to me?

It took all the courage I could muster to read the instructions. And even more to open it. Simple enough. Yes or no answer. Easy answer in one minute.

Wanting to prove Courtney wrong I actually used the stupid pee stick. One minute I know that Courtney was paranoid. That she wasn't as right as she thought she was. In thirty seconds I know that my life wasn't ruined. That I had a bright future ahead of me. In fifteen seconds I know that I just had the flu, that me having a baby at nineteen was really paranoid.

But now I knew that everything in the last sixty seconds was total bullshit. I was nineteen, aspiring journalist, ivy league student, and now… a pregnant teenager.

Alright, I had to tell Will. I wouldn't decide anything without him. I do whatever he thought was right. It was my fault that we were in this situation in the first place. I was yelling at myself, saying that I never let myself agree to abortion. But if he didn't want a child, I'd understand. I sure didn't want a child. At least not for at least another ten years.

But Will understand, he have the solution. He always did. I walked down the cold corridor, holding myself, as if I fall apart if I didn't. I knocked and waited for him to answer. I just didn't have the courage to turn that knob. "Sophie, what's wrong?" he sounded scared. My face probably said it all.

"Oh, Will," and I threw myself into his arms. He picked me up and cradled me. He took me to his bed and rocked me. As I held onto him as if my life depended on it.

"Sophie," he tilted my chin up so I could look at him. "I need you to tell me what's wrong, so that I can help you."

I sniffled. "I'm pregnant," I whispered into his white t-shirt.

He was silent for awhile. I thought he didn't hear me before he spoke, "It's okay, what do you want to do?"

"I want to know what you want to do?"

"Sophie, it doesn't matter what I want to do, it's your body, and I want to be supportive in whatever you want to do."

"I want to hear what you want?"

He was very quiet. Only the sound of my whimpering and him smoothing down my hair. "Like I said, it doesn't matter what I want, but… I want to help you. I want to help you through the pregnancy, I want make it as easy and effortless as possible. I want help pick out things for the baby. I want to be there every step of the way. I… want to be a father to this child, if you let me."

I hugged myself to him, kissing every part of his face. "Oh… Will…," I spoke in between /kisses. "That.. Is… the… sweetest thing… I ever… heard."

He laughed. " I meant every word. I really want to be a part of this child's life. I'm not going to sit here and let you go through something like this by yourself. Now if you want to put it up for adoption, or… any other alternative, I am one hundred percent supportive."

I was crying now. "No, I want the baby too,"

He wiped the tears from my eyes. " You don't know how happy that makes me."

"I'm sorry," I wiped my eyes and crawled off his lap. " Its been a real emotional day, and I ruined everything."

He stood up and took me into his arms again. "No, never."

Then out of nowhere, my stomach growled. I giggled. "Sorry, I've been more hungry lately."

He kissed my forehead. "Don't apologize, it cant be helped."

I sniffed. "Do you have anymore of those chips from last night?"

He laughed. "Uh, no, you ate them all last night. If you want I can take you out to eat. I was getting pretty hungry myself."

Instead of answering I plopped down crossed legged onto his bed. I patted the seat next to me and he took the same position.

I laid my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes. He wrapped an arm around me. I snuggled closer and whispered. "What do we do now?"

"Does anyone know?"

"Not technically. Courtney was the one to give me the test. She was just guessing. You're the first to know."

"Do you mind if we do something before we tell anyone?"

"Of Course.

"I want you to meet Bethany."

At this point, I'd do anything he asked of me. " Sure. Tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I want her to know. I think she'll take the news the best out of everyone."

I laughed. "If she's anything like you, I'll love her to death."

We sat this way. Holding each other. In a very comforting way. I'd felt as if he could make everything better. And he did. Because at that moment as the sun set, creating a color array of pinks and oranges throughout the room, I felt like the world was a perfect place to be. A place where all worries turned into hopes. If only for a moment.

Next chapter, Bethany finds out. You will also meet Will's little brother Shiloh. Review, Review, Review! Woo!