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Chapter 7

As Seka entered her home; she could hear the voices of her family and friends in the sitting room, undoubtedly waiting for her. Taking a deep breath she entered the room. Nobody saw her at first, they were all yelling in outrage and muttering darkly to themselves, but when they did see her, she felt as though she were in a pit of fire, burning.

"How could you, Seka?!" Kaya, Seka's closest friend in their group, demanded.

The heartbroken mew stayed quiet, not saying anything to her friend's demanding question.

"You've turned against us! You're one of them! You don't care about us anymore!" Kimie declared as she breathed deeply, grabbing a bag to breath into because of her hyperventilating.

Seka looked away, feeling a tear slowly roll down her cheek. It was her only sign of weakness that she'd shown her friends in many years. She was heartbroken, and her friends were declaring her to be a traitor.

"What was in your head?" her father asked with fury, still shocked that his eldest daughter could go with someone so horrible.

"I don't know, okay?" the girl said in a monotone, and then whispered quietly, her voice full of sadness, "I just don't know…"

"Seka…" she looked up at the touch of her younger sister. The look in the girl's eyes showed that she knew something was wrong with her sister. "What happened?"

The older girl gave a sad smile, and then turned to everyone, "You don't have to worry about me being with Hayoto anymore." She felt another tear roll down her cheek, "We're over. You can thank yourselves for that."

With those last words she turned and left the sitting room, trudging up the stairs in an emotionless state. As she entered her bedroom and shut the door behind her she finally felt herself lose to the tears that she had been holding back for so long. She fell onto her bed, clutching her stomach as the baby kicked away, sad for its mother. She rubbed her belly, as if telling the child that she was okay.

"How could you, Hayoto?" she whispered to herself, still not believing that the only person she had ever loved had given up on her so quickly. Kish had only told him to stay away from her once, and he probably hadn't even fought the man about it. She had though she meant more to him then that, but apparently she had been wrong, because he had ended it, and they would never be able to see each other in the same light as before. All they would be from then on would be enemies, and the only thing that would show proof of their forbidden love would be their child, who would never have the love of a father like it deserved. Not only had he condemned her to a life of sadness and regret, but he had also condemned his child to a life that wasn't complete. What would the baby think when it learned that its father had abandoned the two of them?

She gazed out her bedroom window at the starry sky, thinking of all those times when she and Hayoto would just sit and look up at them, as if they were the most beautiful and enchanting things in the world. She remembered that she and Hayoto were sitting on her roof—midnight at the earliest—when they had proclaimed their love for each other. They made love for the first time that night, and a few weeks later she had discovered that she was pregnant. That had been six months ago, three months into their relationship. She remembered their first kiss, nine months ago, and her heart seemed to break even more. Her pillow was already sopping wet with teardrops, and she thought bitterly of what Kish would think of this. He'd probably be joyful at his success to break her down so easily, and she wished she could just transform her pink and black staff into a knife and stick it through the alien's cold heart.

There was a knock on the crying girl's door, and then it opened and she heard the soft sound of bare feet on the wood flooring of her bedroom. The bed dipped slightly under a light weight and she felt someone pull a strand of hair away from her face. She looked up to see Hina, her precious younger sister, looking at her with concern.

"Seka?" she questioned, and needed to say no more before the distraught girl poured my heart out to the fourteen year old, telling of her secret love and how she was expecting a child, and even what happened when Hayoto broke it off. Younger sister soothed older sister, like a good sister should.

"I'm going to tell Mom and Dad about the baby, and if they don't like it I'm going to leave." She finished with a sniff and sat up in bed.

Hina was quiet for a few minutes, then questioned reluctantly, "Where will you go?"

The redheaded girl shook her head, "I don't know, but I'm not giving up this child, no matter what Mom and Dad say." She was quiet for a few minutes before adding, "It's all I'll have left."

Hina nodded with understanding and the two sisters sat in each others company for some time before the younger of the two departed, leaving her older sister to brood over her loses. The waterworks started up again for the redhead, and as the older girl fell into an uneasy sleep her only thought was of her lost love.

Is it just me, or do these chapters seem to be getting sorter and shorter? Gr, I'm always doing that. Shame on me hits self on the head with a tissue box ow, that hurt. Anyway, I'm hoping you all like my story, and I'm also hoping I wont get any flames from the last chapter, but hey, I couldn't help myself. Now I need a little help on deciding if I should skip ahead after she tells her parents about her pregnancy or if I should just continue. I need all of your help, so please, R&R!