A.N.- thank you all for the reviews, they were oh-so sweet!

Rating: PG13 for some use of language and sexual content

Disclaimer: Whoops, I forgot to do this. Well, as we all know, I do not own any Outsiders character (not even Sylvia) but I do own Brooke and Kevin. :)

Author: Volleyballlover (duh)

Heart Killers

Positive

Walking through the drug store, fear pumped through my veins. What was I doing here? I mean this happened to sluts' right? Well I guess I had always wanted to be the school slut and I definitely got what I wanted…man this is just fabulous.

Looking through all of the different types of tests I decided on the pink box…wow this was crazy. On the front was a mini sized picture of a couple touching the girl's stomach…I'm sure Dally will be doing that to my stomach. Ha!

Walking up to the front to pay I disguised myself by wearing no make whatsoever, sweats, and an old oversized t-shirt. Okay, so I still looked somewhat like myself, but how was a store clerk going to recognize some stupid chick?

"Is this all, ma'am?" the young clerk asked as he raised his two front eyebrows at me. I nodded, fear caressing my eyes…this was hilarious, I, Sylvia Peterson, was taking a pregnancy test. Whoa!

Walking out of the shop I hurried home, trying my very hardest to avoid people that I knew. Especially Dally or any of his friends. I walked with a quicker pace doing my best to make myself look different. Not the Sylvia that everyone knew.

"Hey!" a voice cried out followed by an engine revving. Turning around I saw Steve Randall following my pace with his car, "Ya Sylvia, right?" he asked as he spit right near my foot, just barely missing it. I nodded. "What the hell were ya thinkin' cheatin' on Dally?" he asked angrily.

I shrugged, "Are ya sure ya know the whole story?" I asked angrily. He was one of the many that had been misinformed from Two Bit who, by the way, had been cheating on his girlfriend Kathy while he was at that party.

"Damn straight, I do!" Steve yelled into my face. I continued to walk trying to keep myself from slugging Steve right there in his car.

Sighing I did my best to explain how I saw Dally and Brooke together at the stop light and out of rage went to the party and kissed Kevin. Nothing more.

"You're such a liar," Steve said angrily before I even finished my whole story. He was acting so stubborn. " 'Sides, what's in the bag?" he asked motioning towards the plastic bag in my hands. Fear swallowed me.

"Nothin'" I replied trying to act cool. Steve merely shook his head as he swiped the bag from my hands. He had stopped now and was glaring at the little pink box and me. "You're pregnant?" he asked, a shocked expression on his face.

I shrugged, "I think so." Sweat trickled down my spine as I tried to take the box back from Steve's hands. He looked angry.

"How could you do this? Dally loved you. If this was his kid-

"Whoa, whoa!" I interrupted, "This is Dally's kid! I've never been with any other guy except for Dally…how could you think…" I shook my head angrily as I walked off. Steve didn't bother to come after me. I knew that he was still going to believe that it was Kevin's baby, but I didn't care. At this point, I just wanted to really and truly find out of it was true.

Running the rest of the way home I locked myself in the bathroom and started my test. The directions were pretty simple and I followed them easily. After peeing in a cup and waiting for fifteen minutes I looked over at the small stick. My future was sitting right there on that stick. Positive. I was pregnant.

"Oh my god!" I screamed as tears fell down my face…how am I going to take care of a baby? A baby? I mean they require so much…food, clothes, attention…OH MY GOD!

Running to the phone I called my mother at work. I had no idea if she'd be there but I figured I could try her.

"Fiji's Diner!" a loud voice barked into the phone.

"Hello? Is Mary Peterson there?" I called out. You could easily hear the shakiness in my voice.

"Just a sec," the woman replied as she put my on hold.

"Hello?" answered my mother.

"Mommy!" I cried out.

"Honey, what's wrong?" she asked.

"Mom, I'm pregnant," I said quickly. There was silence for a few seconds. Pure nothingness. I knew this was probably very hard on her since she had me at such a young age and never wanted me to be like her.

"Mom?" I asked to make sure that she was still there.

"I'm here," she replied in a teary voice.

"I'm so sorry, Mom. I did-

"No," she said simply, "You're going to New York…to meet your father." She said rationally. But wait a sec…my father's dead! He's gone…right?

"Mom, Daddy died, right?" I asked shakily…I mean I remember going to him and going to his funeral and the whole nine yards.

"Honey, Gill, you're so called father, was really your step father. You're real father lives in New York…he needs to know this. It will show something to him. Take the bus, sweetie. There's some money in my dresser…go." She hung up the phone before more could be said. This was all happening so fast, I could barely keep track of what I was doing.

Quickly I ran into my mother's room, took the money and packed. I packed almost everything that I had…I mean how long was I going to be there for? I didn't even know this guy's name…god Mom; the least ya could've done was tell me his name.

Looking at the three hundred dollars in my hands I found a small note on the back: Allen Edward 222 Sioux Street Apt. #345 Sighing I knew that was him…my mom had planned for this moment. Why? Standing up I found out the time was five fifty and the bus left at six thirty. This was it…I was going.

Running out the door I heard footsteps behind me. "Sylvia!" it was Dally. I knew it instantly. Only he would follow me like that.

"What?" I asked as I turned to face him. He looked scared…real scared.

"Are you…" he looked at me for an answer. I nodded yes. "You slut! How could ya do that to me? Huh? I loved you!" he exploded on me, "And now ya leavin' me. What the hell?"

"DALLY!" I screamed loudly, "How dare you think that this is Kevin's baby because it's not. No way in heaven is it…it's yours. Now you can either admit that to yourself or you can keep thinkin' what you're thinkin'. Till then, I'm leaving." And I turned away and ran off. Just like that.

Was that dramatic…I hope it was! I'm so PROUD of all of y'all for giving me my five reviews…THANK YOU ALL! Ahh! Hehe. Anyway, if I get 10 reviews tonight you'll get an update tonight or early in the morning. THANKS!