Jessie sat down at her desk in her Child/Human Development class. Next to her was a girl with jet-black hair and brown almond-shaped eyes. Her name was Krista something.
The teacher walked in a little while after the bell rang. "Ok, today class, we are taking our baby from the single parents of last week, April Guy and Samantha Hardy. This week's parents will be Jessie Campbell and Kristen Edwards."
Kristen looked up as her name was called and took off out of the room in tears. "I'll go see what's wrong with her," Jessie said, voluntarily.
The teacher nodded and Jessie left the room and looked up and down the halls and found Kristen in the bathroom crouched down on the floor in a fetal position.
"Kristen?" Jessie asked.
"Go away!" Kristen yelled.
"We want to know what's wrong with you."
Kristen stood up. "What part of 'go away' don't you understand?" she was yelling.
"Forgive me for being concerned!"
"Forgive you for being nosy don't you mean?"
Jessie looked at her. "What's your problem? It's not like you're going to have a baby."
Kristen's body trembled from her head to her toes and she started crying.
"Oh my God," Jessie whispered.
"Don't tell anyone."
"I won't," Jessie said, shaking her head. "Do you know who the father is?"
Kristen hesitated before she shook her head no.
"Kristen," Jessie said, lifting her head up and making Kristen look her in her eyes.
"One of my brothers," she said. "They raped me."
A/N: I heard a story like this on the news and felt it would be a serious topic that Strong Medicine could hit.