well here it is, guys! The update of a lifetime! lol, well, enjoy!

Bradin fled from the beach. His heart was pounding into his throat, and his eyes began to sting with the threat of tears. He slowed in pace, and leaned against a rock.

Why? He thought. Why didn't she tell me? We've been together for so long…why didn't she tell me!

He stood, running a hand through his hair. What was he to do? He knew he couldn't go back now; she would push him away, calling him insensitive. But if he kept his distance…

Either way, I'm pretty much screwed

He decided to just sit on the rocks for a while, and try to make sense of things.

Tara was past the point of crying. All she could sense was the pain in her chest she felt every time her heart beat. She was kneeling in the sand, her outfit ruined, and her hair a mess.

I should never have told him. Never, ever-ever. She scolded herself. She couldn't handle losing Bradin. She just couldn't! Not after all they had been through.

I was so stupid to ever think he would understand. I was so stupid to think I could ever trust him with my heart.

She got to her feet, her head spinning. She figured she should go to the house and gather her things, hoping that she would beat him home.

If you only knew, Bradin… If you only knew how much it meant to me that you understood.

Unfortunately, life doesn't always go exactly the way one wants it to.

Bradin flung open to door to his house, letting in rain and mud. All he had on his mind was sleep. He was secretly hoping that he would wake up in the morning, with Tara in his arms, and this whole mess would have been an unpleasant dream.

But there she was.

Tara was leaning over an open suitcase. Her sundress had been replaced by jeans and a hoodie. Bradin could see there were clothes in the suitcase, and he felt panicked.

"Tara?" He said softly. Her head shot up in alarm. "Tara? Where are you going?"

She sighed, and straightened up. "I need to go. I need to be alone and…and think about things."

"What kind of things?" Bradin asked cautiously.

"Things I should have thought of a while ago. Things like…" She started

"Like me? I mean us?" He interrupted.

"Yes…no…I don't know!" Tara choked on tears, "I know that I can't be with you if you don't understand. You s-said that abortions were w-wrong! And I lied to y-you and how…how could you want to be with me anyways? I'm…I'm unclean," Tara sobbed. Bradin ran to her, and pulled her into an embrace out of habit.

"Tara, it's going to be fine," He said gently.

"I just didn't want it to end like this," She whispered, turning back to her suitcase. Bradin felt like he had been stabbed. End? He thought frantically, she's actually leaving? We're over?

"Tar, how abut we talk about this," Bradin blurted.

"I can't. You know everything you need to anyways. I think it's just best if I leave now," She mumbled, lifting her suitcase from the couch, "You didn't park behind my car, did you?" Bradin shook his head numbly as she headed toward the door. He watched in horror as she slipped on her sandals and grabbed the doorknob.

"Tara-you-cant-leave-me-because-I-love-you!" Bradin blurted.

She stopped and turned on her heel, "What?"

"You heard me. Okay, we…we need to talk about this. Come sit with me. Please, Tara," He said. She shook her head minutely and joined Bradin on the couch.

"Where should I start?" She asked.

"The beginning, I guess. Whose was it?" He asked.

"Jack Wellington," She sighed, "I've told you about him. The guy I dated before you. Well, you know, we had been dating for a while and I loved him…or I though I did. So we were…um, close," She blushed furiously.

"I figured as much," Bradin chuckled.

"Yeah," Tara said, "But anyway…I found out I was pregnant, and I was so, so scared."

"How did you get pregnant though? Wait!" Bradin turned tomato red, "I meant…I know how you…um…what I meant was…did you use…um…"

"Yes, we were always responsible about that. Oh my god, I can't believe I'm talking to my boyfriend about me and my ex-boyfriend…anyway! I was scared. I told Jack, and he seemed scared to. He told me to get the abortion. I probably would have even if he didn't. I just didn't know what to do. But, he gave me his credit card and said that he'd be there for me. I never saw him again. I never told my parents. I've never told anyone except Jack and now you. It's so horrible."

"It's okay. You did what you had to, and I completely understand. What I don't get is, why did you wait all this time? It must have really been hard to keep that from me…or anyone," Bradin said.

"It was. I really wanted to tell you. But every time I thought about it you were away at a surfing expo, or I just freaked out. Do you Remember when you, me, Nikki and Cameron were home alone while Ava and all those guys were at a party? We were playing "Truth", because you didn't want to see Nikki kiss Cameron. Well, do you remember when Cameron asked me if I would ever have an abortion?"

Bradin nodded "Yes! And you completely…"

"…Freaked out. I know." She finished

"But I still don't understand why…"

"Bradin I have nightmares! I dream about that last time I saw Jack all the time, and it scares me! And I sometimes have dreams that I had the baby, but I can never ever reach it, or hold it. I've even had a dream that I had the baby and you hid it from me. I was stressed and I was confused. I'm so sorry!" Tara cried, leaning against him.

"Tara, listen to me," He said, looking her in the eyes, "I want to be with you. I am not going to let this tear us apart, okay?" Tara could only smile in agreement. "Come on, let's get some sleep."

They wandered off into Bradin's room. Not even bothering with pajamas, they flopped down on the bed, shared a meaningful good-night kiss, and drifted into sleep.

Tara stayed awake until she could hear the steady rhythm of Bradin's breath. She wrapped her arms around him and felt really happy…for the first time in a long time.

whaddya think? I'm compleatly open to any suggestions on events in later chapters, because i have a little block!