The Bet
Chapter 11: You Have A Choice To Make
Malon was still staring at the door where she had just seen Sheik walk out of, possibly, her life, slowly, she turned round to grab her bag and run as far away as she possibly could, that's when she saw him...
"Link!" She gasped, scared out of her skin, she began to panic, "H...H...How long ya been there?" She asked, scratching her head, trying to sound casual,
"Long enough" Link answered,
Malon had never heard Link talk this way before, he was cold. His voice sounded broken, as if he had had all the life drained out of him.
"Link... Link I can explain..." Malon fumbled
Malon found it ironic, after all they had been through, in the end, it would be her begging for him to listen. She had to make him understand.
"Explain what? Malon, explain what huh?" he seethed, now showing emotion, he sounded angry, yet heartbroken, and Malon didn't like it one bit. For the first time in their relationship, she knew in her heart that he loved her.
"Link, I don't know, I'm so confused, I know I need to make a choice, I know that! But... I just don't know!" she just blurted out, exasperated.
"Ok Malon, you want time, you can have... you can have till Saturday night, prom night!" he told her, turning, and walking out the same way Sheik had walked out.
And for the first time in her recent memory, Malon felt completely alone.
Marin looked at her clock, 18:00 it read. She let out a sigh, she was supposed to be meeting Roy in an hour, but that was the last thing on her mind at the moment. She fondled the package in her hand, she didn't want to have to do this, but she had to get the answer, she had to know if it was real or not.
She had missed a period, and Marin worried, naturally, her and Roy had had sex, for the first time, only a few weeks ago. She paced the room, looking at the package. Part of her hope if she ignored it, it would go away, but her sensible side knew that it wasn't going to go down that way. Summoning all her courage, she grabbed the pregnancy test and headed toward her bathroom.
Malon lay on her bed, just looking at her ceiling, contemplating what the hell she was going to do.
I've got myself in a right pickle haven't I? She laughed inwardly.
But she knew she was not in a laughing situation, she had to make a serious choice, and she needed to think, no, she needed to listen to her heart, and wait for it to tell her who she was supposed to love.
"Its no use!" She shouted to no one in particular, as she buried her head in her pillow
"Briiinngggg Brrrriiiiinnnnggg"
Her cell phone was ringing, she didn't want to answer it, she looked at the screen, and it read 'Marin'
Begrudgingly, she picked up the phone
"What..." She said tiredly,
"Malon?" Marin pleaded, she had been crying, she was crying, Malon knew her best friend inside out,
"Marin?" Malon said, perking up, knowing her best friend needed her.
After listening for about a minute to her best friend, Malon knew this was something which couldn't be discussed over the phone.
"I'm coming over" was her simple reply, as she grabbed her boots
After hearing the knock on the door, Marin let her best friend in; all Malon could think to do was hug her, as Marin cried her eyes out,
"Marin, how could you let this happen, didn't you... didn't you use a..." Malon questioned, uneasily,
"We did, it broke" Marin replied, sheepishly
Malon looked at her friend, she had never seen Marin like this before, and she was... Vulnerable.
"Malon, I'm eighteen, I'm too young to be pregnant!" Marin bawled
Malon held her in an attempt to make her feel better,
"What about Roy?" Malon questioned, looking Marin square in the eyes
"I, I have to go meet him." Marin said, "I'm gonna tell him"
After checking to see that her make up hadn't smudged down her face, (it hadn't) Marin said goodbye to Malon, and the two walked down separate streets. Not knowing where their lives were going...
Chapter 11 Finshed
This is probably only going for another two or three chapters as im running lw on ideas, anyway, make sure to review :)
Posted 7th November