Chapter seventeen

The truth is hard burden to bear

A month or so had past since the first day of school and Sahara still had not worked up the guts to even hint to Chris about her predicament.

Instead she spent the mornings vomiting, the day worrying and the rest of the night with stomach cramps. The stress was showing on her face, her freshness and beauty were replaced with a somber lifeless expression.

Chris noticed so had the rest of the boys, but Sahara's fuse was short when she was tired and they soon took the hint.

Now it was a lazy Saturday and Sahara lay on Chris's chest, breathing rhythmically to the rise and fall of it. The breeze gently swung their self made hammock backwards and forwards.

"Mmmm I could stay like this forever" Chris whispered, kissing the top of her head.

"I know oh god I know, I wish I could freeze time and live here with you forever." Sahara whispered palming her fleshy belly, willing the unwelcome occupant to disappear.

"Saks, are you ok?" Chris asked, lifting her high onto his bare chest so that her hair nestled perfectly in the hollow of his collar bone.

Sahara opened her mouth to reassure him, but felt the familiar lurch of her gut answer for her ,"Jesus, I'm going to be sick!" she cried flying off the hammock and bursting into Chris's house and into the bathroom.

"Sahara!" he yelled after her.

Sahara slumped down in-between the toilet and basin trying to suppress a sob of self pity. How had she come to this? How had her happiness been replaced with such fear and dread that the thought of living for another minute made her want to hurl again.

She used to be able to bear anything, could bear the agony of pain, the sadness of rejection, the hopelessness of love, but this, this burden was tearing her apart.

A fresh wave of nausea enveloped her and she arched her back and vomited again into the unsuspecting toilet.

"Sahara, you doing ok?" Chris asked from behind the locked door.

"Yeh, fine" she gulped.

"Sahara maybe we should see doctor Moore again, you've been sick for a while now."

The comment made Sahara freeze with fear, "No babe, I'm fine really let me just wash up and I'll be out in a minute."

Chris looked at the pale green door, trying to imagine what Sahara would look like in there, trying to understand what it was that was breaking her.

A thought suddenly sliced across Chris's mind, and a gasp escaped his lips.

Chris pressed his trembling lips up to the door, "oh Sahara" she heard him mournfully whisper. "How could you not tell me, how could you carry this all on your own?"

Sahara rose, assuming defeat clicking the lock she opened the door with a down cast gaze.

"Sahara look at me, how could you bear this burden, we're partners we share the load" he said, pulling her into a tight reassuring hug.

"The truth is a hard burden to bear" she replied no emotion evident in her tone.

"How can we have this baby, I'm fifteen for godsake, FIFTEEN!" she wailed, "I'm a whore, I became what I never wanted to be, I've become my mother. It was just damn lucky my father was rich or well….. y'know" she broke off.

"Yeh I do she would've been my mother instead" he semi joked, grinning at her.

"How can you laugh? What am I going to do, I can't tell my parents, that's me disowned and you probably as good as dead once my brothers catch wind of it." Sahara shook with grief.

"We will find away, Gordie, Teddy and Vern will help out too" he soothed.

"I just, and then there's school"

"Ha, since when have you given two shits about school?"

Sahara smiled, "True."

"Look the way I see it, it's happened we may as well embrace it we're going to be parents"

"Don't say that, I'm fifteen I should be labeled as a teenager not a parent" she sniffled.

"When we'll you break it to your mum?"

"Soon after you tell yours" Chris replied.

"Oh no, I ain't telling em shit, I'll tell Sienna she might help me out."

"Sahara you have to tell your parents."

"I know, later though, I will tell the guys as well I…we need as much support as we can get right now"

"Ok here's what we're going to do, right" Sienna, Sahara's oldest sister, said. "We're going to tell Ma and Pa that I need some company around the house for a couple of months while my good ol' husband is away on business, then when you start to "show" me and you can go away on a fantastic holiday!" Sienna, who was never one for plans thought herself rather ingenious at this point.

"Are you kidding me, Ma won't let me off school for a freaking holiday!" Sahara shrieked.

"That's where you're wrong lil sis, I reckon with your size and some baggy clothes we could hide your bump until 'bout 6-7months maybe if we're lucky the full hog, and we all know I'm the favourite in the family, mum will let me the favourite take the prized youngest on a holiday to congratulate you on you're fantastic grades!" Sienna smiled.

"I suck at school!"

"So, so did I" Sienna replied.

"Yeh right how come you got all A's then?"

Sienna smiled mischievously "With the help of ample boobie's and a marker pen"

A weight no matter how small had been lifted off of Sahara's shoulders.

The subject of how her parents would take her bringing back a child from holiday had cropped up, but Sienna being the worlds biggest procrastinator had merely shrugged it off saying she's handle it. Sahara was to tired and to relieved to argue with this and had between tears of thanks fall asleep on her sisters cushiony thighs.

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