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~CHAPTER 5: I DON'T WANT THIS~
Daria lied in her bed that night, and thought about the conversation that she had had with her family. What was she doing? Getting pregnant and marrying Trent? And she was only 18. This was not supposed to happen, this was not a part of her plan. Why had she been so stupid? She could have spoken up, why didn't she? She turned over and looked at the clock, it was only 9:30. She sat up in her bed and put on her glasses, and picked up the phone. She needed someone's advice, and she knew who that someone would be.
"Aunt Amy?" she asked when the person on the other line answered.
"Daria," greeted Amy on the other line. "How's it going? Has Helen gone to a mental institution yet?"
"She's on her way," Daria quipped. "But I'll be too if I don't talk to someone."
"What's wrong?" asked Amy, with a hint of concern in her voice.
"I'm.....pregnant," she began, disgusted at the words that were coming out of her mouth."I'm supposed to marry the father, but I don't know what to do."
"Oh my," said Amy. "Well what do you want to do?"
"I don't know," said Daria, quietly. "I like him a lot, and I don't think I want to abort, but I don't want this."
"Well Daria, if I was Helen, I'd probably go on and on about how you screwed up and how you should face the consequences, but I'm not like that. But I'll tell you this, think about it. How badly do you want it, or do you want it at all? And how will things be different?" replied Amy.
"I guess that makes sense," said Daria. "But I really need to think a lot."
"Do that," said Amy. "You're good at thinking. Nowadays there aren't so many people out there who are."
"Thanks," said Daria with a wry smile. She bid Amy goodbye, and she hung up the phone. She took off her glasses and turned out her light, then lied back down in her bed. What did she want to do? If she married Trent and had the baby, there wasn't a guarantee that she would succeed. She would have to live off of minimum wage until she finished college. And that would take a long time. But if she aborted, well, she wouldn't get caught up in that. But then she'd be killing a living thing. She continued to think about it until she felt herself drift to sleep.
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"So you know what you're going to do?" asked Jane. Jane and Daria were in Jane's room, Daria on the bed and Jane at the easel.
"Yeah, but I wonder how Trent will take it," she replied.
"You haven't told him yet?" asked Jane as she dipped her paintbrush into the splotch of blood red paint on the palette.
"I will, next time I see him," she said. "Where is he?"
"He's in his room, passed out," said Jane.
"I should have known," said Daria meekly.
"It's what he does everyday," said Jane. "Lifestyles of the broke and lazy." She and Daria chuckled just as Trent, to their surprise, walked by.
"Apparently he wasn't too passed out," said Daria as Trent stopped.
"Hey Janey, Daria," Trent said coolly as he leaned against the doorway. "Janey, have you seen my guitar pick?"
"No," said Jane simply.
"Trent, can I talk to you?" asked Daria quietly.
"Sure," he said as Daria followed him into the hallway. He led her into his bedroom, knowing what it was about.
"What's the matter?" he asked they sat on his bed.
"I think I'm going to abort," said Daria. "I was gonna accept your proposal, but, I don't want this."
"Are you sure?" asked Trent.
"I'm sorry, but I am," said Daria as she looked down at her lap.
"Don't be," said Trent. "If that's what you want, then I want it too."
"You're not upset?" asked Daria.
"No," said Trent. "I just want you to do what's best for you." He smiled at her, and she looked at him, and for a slight second he thought he saw her smile just a little bit. It happened so fast, and it was so small, it was hard to catch. He leaned in and kissed her quickly on the lips, and they headed upstairs.
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The next morning, Daria ate her breakfast as she buried her nose into a book. Jake and Quinn were seated around her, Jake reading the newspaper and Quinn reading another issue of Waif. Helen came down the stairs and looked at Daria. How could this have happened? How could she throw her life away like that? However, Helen knew that Daria would have to do what was best for her, so she decided that she wouldn't force Daria into marrying Trent. She entered the kitchen, and looked over at the phone.
"Quinn, weren't you supposed to call Sandi?" asked Helen, hoping to get her youngest daughter out of the kitchen. She needed to talk to Daria, and it would be best if Quinn wasn't there.
"That's right!" said Quinn as she got up and took the cordless phone, then headed up to her room.
"Daria," said Helen as she sat down next to her eldest daughter.
"Correct," said Daria. She put her book down, knowing that she needed to tell Helen of her decision.
"Daria, I was thinking last night, and I don't want to force you into marrying Trent," said Helen calmly.
"You don't," said Daria quietly. "Because I want an abortion."
"Did you talk this over with Trent?" asked Helen.
"He's fine with it as long as it's what's best for me," said Daria.
"Well," said Helen. "If that's what you want. Are you completely sure?"
"Positive," said Daria. With that, Helen pulled out her cell phone and made an appointment with Dr. Phillips.
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The appointment was set for the next week. Helen and Trent sat in the waiting room while Daria got the abortion. After waiting for awhile, Helen broke the silence.
"So this is fine with you?" Helen asked Trent.
"If it's what Daria wants," said Trent simply.
"Now you both know to be more careful next time you decide to have sex," said Helen.
"Yes, ma'am," said Trent. Just then, the doctor called them in and announced that the process was done. Daria was pregnant no more.
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"Well I'm glad this is all over with," said Daria one week later. They were in Daria's room, Daria lying on the bed and Jane sitting at the computer desk.
"Me too," said Jane. "But it was nice seeing something happen between you and my brother."
"Well don't get used to it," said Daria. "We're still going out, but nothing more."
"Good," said Jane. "Because Daria Morgendorffer doesn't get pregnant."
"At least not until the rest of the human race is wiped out by stupidity," Daria quipped.
"And even then," said Jane.
"The human race will suffer."
***THE END***
OK, I know the ending kinda sorta sucks, but oh well. I had a longer story in mind for this, but this ending is much better, so here it is! I'll write more Daria if I can think it up, like I said, she's so hard to keep in character and it's hard to come up with stuff for her.
I wanna thank everybody who reviewed this, except for the moronic flamers. SheInu, ME, ni9htdreame12, Christina G., Sanosuke'sGurl4Ever, Anaii, Katrin the Great, and Janice C. Vasquez for reviewing the last chapter. I got 42 reviews, please make it 50! This is the last chapter, so I need 8 reviews. It'll be my highest ever.
For the ppl who want to be bored with the details of the GC concert last month, here goes: When we first got there, I saw Benji at the gate signing autographs, but my dad had to park and he couldn't let me out while he go find a space, and when we got back, he was gone. :'( Man, it hurts SO bad!! I wanted to get there early to meet them, but my parents didn't listen to me but now they know that next time, we need to go early. I didn't meet them, but I was SO close to them during the show and Joel and Benji made direct eye contact with me ( I was jumping because all the kids in front of me were tall, and they weren't jumping, and the twins saw me! ^^) , Billy smiled at me, when Benji was on the side of the stage while Mest was on, I screamed, "I LOVE YOU BENJI!" and he turned his head in my direction (he heard me! ^_^), and when some dumbass kids got wild around me and I was getting pushed pretty badly, Billy was watching me and he looked concerned about me. :) It was SO fun. :) I could see these guys so close, I could see the details on their tattoos. I wanted to wait to see if they would do autographs after the show, but my dad was in a hurry to go. But Goldfinger (one of the opening acts) did autographs after the show and I met them and told them they rocked and they said thanks and that we were a good crowd. :) GC likes it here in VA, so they'll come back soon. My stupid sister said her friend said she was in the front row and in the mosh pit and she got Benji's guitar pick and an autograph, but they're lying. But you know what Benji said at the show? He said, "Let's do something that's never been done before at a GC concert in Virginia. Let's square dance! The largest square dance that's ever been done at a GC concert! Do si do, swing your partner round and round...." And when the kids were square dancing (I wasn't because I didn't have any room because I was squished!), Benji says, "You guys are weird! Square dancing at a GC concert! No, I'm kidding! You guys are great!" lol! He's so crazy, I love him. ^^
Ok then, please read and review!!!
~CHAPTER 5: I DON'T WANT THIS~
Daria lied in her bed that night, and thought about the conversation that she had had with her family. What was she doing? Getting pregnant and marrying Trent? And she was only 18. This was not supposed to happen, this was not a part of her plan. Why had she been so stupid? She could have spoken up, why didn't she? She turned over and looked at the clock, it was only 9:30. She sat up in her bed and put on her glasses, and picked up the phone. She needed someone's advice, and she knew who that someone would be.
"Aunt Amy?" she asked when the person on the other line answered.
"Daria," greeted Amy on the other line. "How's it going? Has Helen gone to a mental institution yet?"
"She's on her way," Daria quipped. "But I'll be too if I don't talk to someone."
"What's wrong?" asked Amy, with a hint of concern in her voice.
"I'm.....pregnant," she began, disgusted at the words that were coming out of her mouth."I'm supposed to marry the father, but I don't know what to do."
"Oh my," said Amy. "Well what do you want to do?"
"I don't know," said Daria, quietly. "I like him a lot, and I don't think I want to abort, but I don't want this."
"Well Daria, if I was Helen, I'd probably go on and on about how you screwed up and how you should face the consequences, but I'm not like that. But I'll tell you this, think about it. How badly do you want it, or do you want it at all? And how will things be different?" replied Amy.
"I guess that makes sense," said Daria. "But I really need to think a lot."
"Do that," said Amy. "You're good at thinking. Nowadays there aren't so many people out there who are."
"Thanks," said Daria with a wry smile. She bid Amy goodbye, and she hung up the phone. She took off her glasses and turned out her light, then lied back down in her bed. What did she want to do? If she married Trent and had the baby, there wasn't a guarantee that she would succeed. She would have to live off of minimum wage until she finished college. And that would take a long time. But if she aborted, well, she wouldn't get caught up in that. But then she'd be killing a living thing. She continued to think about it until she felt herself drift to sleep.
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"So you know what you're going to do?" asked Jane. Jane and Daria were in Jane's room, Daria on the bed and Jane at the easel.
"Yeah, but I wonder how Trent will take it," she replied.
"You haven't told him yet?" asked Jane as she dipped her paintbrush into the splotch of blood red paint on the palette.
"I will, next time I see him," she said. "Where is he?"
"He's in his room, passed out," said Jane.
"I should have known," said Daria meekly.
"It's what he does everyday," said Jane. "Lifestyles of the broke and lazy." She and Daria chuckled just as Trent, to their surprise, walked by.
"Apparently he wasn't too passed out," said Daria as Trent stopped.
"Hey Janey, Daria," Trent said coolly as he leaned against the doorway. "Janey, have you seen my guitar pick?"
"No," said Jane simply.
"Trent, can I talk to you?" asked Daria quietly.
"Sure," he said as Daria followed him into the hallway. He led her into his bedroom, knowing what it was about.
"What's the matter?" he asked they sat on his bed.
"I think I'm going to abort," said Daria. "I was gonna accept your proposal, but, I don't want this."
"Are you sure?" asked Trent.
"I'm sorry, but I am," said Daria as she looked down at her lap.
"Don't be," said Trent. "If that's what you want, then I want it too."
"You're not upset?" asked Daria.
"No," said Trent. "I just want you to do what's best for you." He smiled at her, and she looked at him, and for a slight second he thought he saw her smile just a little bit. It happened so fast, and it was so small, it was hard to catch. He leaned in and kissed her quickly on the lips, and they headed upstairs.
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The next morning, Daria ate her breakfast as she buried her nose into a book. Jake and Quinn were seated around her, Jake reading the newspaper and Quinn reading another issue of Waif. Helen came down the stairs and looked at Daria. How could this have happened? How could she throw her life away like that? However, Helen knew that Daria would have to do what was best for her, so she decided that she wouldn't force Daria into marrying Trent. She entered the kitchen, and looked over at the phone.
"Quinn, weren't you supposed to call Sandi?" asked Helen, hoping to get her youngest daughter out of the kitchen. She needed to talk to Daria, and it would be best if Quinn wasn't there.
"That's right!" said Quinn as she got up and took the cordless phone, then headed up to her room.
"Daria," said Helen as she sat down next to her eldest daughter.
"Correct," said Daria. She put her book down, knowing that she needed to tell Helen of her decision.
"Daria, I was thinking last night, and I don't want to force you into marrying Trent," said Helen calmly.
"You don't," said Daria quietly. "Because I want an abortion."
"Did you talk this over with Trent?" asked Helen.
"He's fine with it as long as it's what's best for me," said Daria.
"Well," said Helen. "If that's what you want. Are you completely sure?"
"Positive," said Daria. With that, Helen pulled out her cell phone and made an appointment with Dr. Phillips.
***********
The appointment was set for the next week. Helen and Trent sat in the waiting room while Daria got the abortion. After waiting for awhile, Helen broke the silence.
"So this is fine with you?" Helen asked Trent.
"If it's what Daria wants," said Trent simply.
"Now you both know to be more careful next time you decide to have sex," said Helen.
"Yes, ma'am," said Trent. Just then, the doctor called them in and announced that the process was done. Daria was pregnant no more.
***********
"Well I'm glad this is all over with," said Daria one week later. They were in Daria's room, Daria lying on the bed and Jane sitting at the computer desk.
"Me too," said Jane. "But it was nice seeing something happen between you and my brother."
"Well don't get used to it," said Daria. "We're still going out, but nothing more."
"Good," said Jane. "Because Daria Morgendorffer doesn't get pregnant."
"At least not until the rest of the human race is wiped out by stupidity," Daria quipped.
"And even then," said Jane.
"The human race will suffer."
***THE END***
OK, I know the ending kinda sorta sucks, but oh well. I had a longer story in mind for this, but this ending is much better, so here it is! I'll write more Daria if I can think it up, like I said, she's so hard to keep in character and it's hard to come up with stuff for her.
I wanna thank everybody who reviewed this, except for the moronic flamers. SheInu, ME, ni9htdreame12, Christina G., Sanosuke'sGurl4Ever, Anaii, Katrin the Great, and Janice C. Vasquez for reviewing the last chapter. I got 42 reviews, please make it 50! This is the last chapter, so I need 8 reviews. It'll be my highest ever.
For the ppl who want to be bored with the details of the GC concert last month, here goes: When we first got there, I saw Benji at the gate signing autographs, but my dad had to park and he couldn't let me out while he go find a space, and when we got back, he was gone. :'( Man, it hurts SO bad!! I wanted to get there early to meet them, but my parents didn't listen to me but now they know that next time, we need to go early. I didn't meet them, but I was SO close to them during the show and Joel and Benji made direct eye contact with me ( I was jumping because all the kids in front of me were tall, and they weren't jumping, and the twins saw me! ^^) , Billy smiled at me, when Benji was on the side of the stage while Mest was on, I screamed, "I LOVE YOU BENJI!" and he turned his head in my direction (he heard me! ^_^), and when some dumbass kids got wild around me and I was getting pushed pretty badly, Billy was watching me and he looked concerned about me. :) It was SO fun. :) I could see these guys so close, I could see the details on their tattoos. I wanted to wait to see if they would do autographs after the show, but my dad was in a hurry to go. But Goldfinger (one of the opening acts) did autographs after the show and I met them and told them they rocked and they said thanks and that we were a good crowd. :) GC likes it here in VA, so they'll come back soon. My stupid sister said her friend said she was in the front row and in the mosh pit and she got Benji's guitar pick and an autograph, but they're lying. But you know what Benji said at the show? He said, "Let's do something that's never been done before at a GC concert in Virginia. Let's square dance! The largest square dance that's ever been done at a GC concert! Do si do, swing your partner round and round...." And when the kids were square dancing (I wasn't because I didn't have any room because I was squished!), Benji says, "You guys are weird! Square dancing at a GC concert! No, I'm kidding! You guys are great!" lol! He's so crazy, I love him. ^^
Ok then, please read and review!!!