Ren dropped his ball when he heard her call his name. "Leah! Hi, baby!" However, when he ran to kiss her, she backed away. "What's wrong? Too wet? Why are you still in your school uniform? And why are you out here?"

"I was going to ask you that," she replied in a deadpan tone.

"Playing some ball to blow off steam and junk," he explained and shrugged. "What's with the tone? You mad at me?"

Azalea sighed. "No. It's my fault too."

"Uh, what's your fault? You failed a test?"

Azalea hesitated for a moment, understandably fearful of being truthful. If he reacted the way she feared... Really, she wouldn't blame him if he did. At the same time, she wasn't sure she could withstand another bad reaction, no matter how much she expected it.

Before she could get any words from her mouth, she felt what seemed like her throat closing up. Suddenly, she couldn't utter a sound. She tried to push the words out, but she could only bite her lip and begin to tremble.

"Leah?! What's wrong?! What are you doing?!" Ren grabbed her, frantic now. "Hey, stop that! What is it?!" Not knowing what else to do, he tightly held her close to himself and, out of nowhere, Azalea found the energy to break into hysterics all over again. Being hysterical hurt, but she could not make herself stop until she exhausted herself again. Not knowing what else to do, Ren awkwardly tried to soothe her with words while he kept holding her.

After what seemed to be too long a period of time, Azalea began to settle down once again. The downpour had reduced to a drizzle, so Ren dragged Azalea to sit on the nearby bench, putting out of his mind how wet it was. He said nothing until Azalea fully stopped crying, but didn't let go of her.

This time, Azalea did vomit after her hysterical episode, and felt dizzy. Ren helped her back to the bench and let her lean on him.

"What was all that? You never did that before."

"Yeah... Haven't felt well."

"I'll take you to the hospital," Ren offered.

"I'm pregnant," Azalea blurted out.

"What...?" Ren muttered.

Azalea's eyes were still tearful, but Ren stopped her. "Please don't cry anymore. It's weird to see you cry."

"I'm pregnant!" Azalea repeated, raising her voice.

"Don't yell!" Ren told her. "By who? You said only girls are at your school. How the hell do you get pregnant at an all-girls school?"

"When you run track..." she muttered under her breath.

"I heard that! Wait, what are you saying? I got you pregnant?"

"Like you said. Only girls," Azalea told him.

"No way!" Ren quickly said. "You're, like, 15! You're not pregnant, and it wasn't me!"

"14, and it was," Azalea said softly, though her anger was building to replace the sadness.

"No way! I don't know who else you hooked up with, but you'd better go find him!" He pushed her off of him, but that action instantly became her boiling point and she shoved him with enough force to knock him off the bench.

"It's yours!" she screamed. "You got me pregnant! You are the only person I ever fooled around with! You did this! And now, my parents don't want me anymore! I don't have a home anymore! I can't go to school! I'd have to go a public co-ed school with stupid boys like you! Stupid boys my parents put me in an all-girls school to keep me away from! I hate you! I don't know what I'm going to do with myself, but damn it, it is yours, you damn asshole!"

Almost as soon as she ceased yelling, Azalea was sure she'd faint. Ren shut up, rendered speechless by her rant. Azalea began to return to the picnic table she'd took shelter under, only to be stalled by Ren when he asked her a question that re-fueled her anger: "Are you going to kill it?"

"You are not telling me what I can't do!" she barked back. "You don't want it! I don't know what I'll do, but if I choose to abort, you're the last person who'll have any say!"

Ren instantly stood up and tried to pull her back, but her rage let her yank herself away.

"You can't do that!"

"Yes! I! Can! It's not your decision!" Azalea's mind was still undecided, but she was almost angry enough to decide on abortion out of anger. Almost, until logic kicked in to remind her rash decisions were how she got in this situation. "Your decision is leaving me! Don't you tell me what I can't do!"

Azalea finally walked away from him, and he had the good sense not to follow her.