"Sweetheart, you have to eat something." Eddie whispered after placing a small kiss behind my ear. Over the last few months I had drifted from sitting at the lunch table with Robin, Steve, and Max, to Eddie with Eddie and his friends, and Eddie was certain that I was always either on his lap or somewhere constantly within arms reach.

I frowned, "I don't feel well."

Eddie kissed the back of my neck, stroking my hair. "You'll feel better when you eat."

"Dusty, do you have any Motrin or something?" I asked him from his seat next to me.

"Another migraine?" Mike asked?

I nodded, taking a couple pills from Dustin's hand and dry swallowing them. "Third one this month."

"She won't let me take her home." Eddie said, voice dripping with frustration.

"I have a test next period."

"You have straight A's" Eddie reminded me, "I don't think missing a single test is going to be the end of the world. I hate seeing you like this."

A teacher came strolling by and stopped, hands on her hips. "I don't know why we have to have this conversation every other day, but you two need to separate. We get it Eddie, you like her, but she can't be sitting on your lap out in the open like this. It's not appropriate."

I started to stand up and move to a chair next to Mike but I was stopped when Eddie grabbed my waist and spun me around facing him and back on his lap, straddling his waist. "Well since people won't mind their business, might as well give them something to watch, right?"

Immediately Eddie went in for a deep kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth immediately and broke away to trail his mouth down my neck, pulling my hair back so my skin was completely exposed.

"Mr. Munson!" The teacher scolded, shocked. "Out!"

No fair. There I was all hot and bothered. Eddie laughed, threw a wink my way and headed for the door. "We'll finish that later."

I rolled my eyes, stealing his now empty seat. "He made it until lunch, that's a new record."

Dustin shook his head. "It's a wonder he's passing."

"By the skin of his teeth," I reminded. Eddie was one of those people who was way smarter than anyone gave him credit for, he just wasn't challenged enough to keep his attention at school. He'd never let anyone else know, but I was cleaning his room a few weeks ago and found a stack of way, way overdue library books under his bed. That he has actually read several times.

One of my favorite ways to go to sleep was listening to Eddie read to me. I loved the way he was so animated and the vast variety of voices he could manage to come up with.

"Are you coming to Hellfire tonight?" Dustin asked.

"No," I answered. "I'm not feeling up to it, and besides, Seth wanted to hang out tonight just the two of us anyways."

"At least now we don't have to worry about walking in to you and Eddie on the table again." Jeff teased.

"Listen," I stated, suddenly embarrassed. "That was one time."

"One time too many, thanks." Mike laughed. "It took me a week to finally go to sleep."

"That's it," I stood up in mock offense and headed over to Robin and Steve. "I'm out."

I heard their laughs behind me, and I tried to hide mine, when I heard Gareth moan dramatically. "Oh yes, Dungeon Master, fuck me harder!"

I turned around and flipped him off with a face that was a thousand different shades of red. "Fuck you guys."

I hitched a ride home with Steve and Robin. I walked in and Seth was cooking dinner, I tore off a piece of pork chops as a mini snack and sat down at the kitchen table.

"Eddie didn't bring you home?" Seth asked, noticing the lack of the noisy rust bucket van.

"No, he has Hellfire tonight." I answered with a mouth full of food. No matter how badly I felt, Seth was not going to let me go without eating. Plus his cooking always smelt so good.

"I'm surprised you aren't there with him, you two are glued to each other."

I shrugged. "I didn't feel good today, and besides, I already told you we'd hang out. I'm not going to bail on you like that."

Seth made me a full plate and set it in front of me while sitting in front of his own. "I feel like we haven't really seen each other in a while, kid. With me working a lot and you always being with Eddie."

"Yeah?" There was something about his tone that made me feel like he was choosing his words carefully.

Seth looked at me, brown eyes careful. "I just think it's sometimes nice for you to spend some time with other people too."

I sat back, crossing my arms. "Can we not do this?"

"I'm just saying," Seth waved his arms in a defensive manner, his mouth full. "I feel like I don't see you around anyone else, or hear you going to hang out with anyone."

"I wasn't aware you kept up with my social life." I was poking my fork, moving the food around my plate. I felt like I was being scolded by a parent.

"Listen, I'm not trying to ruin tonight. I just want you to know that I get it, this is your first relationship, you're young, whatever it may be." Seth continued. "I was you once, remember? Eighteen and head over heels for someone. I need you to be careful. I'm not saying it won't last, and I'm not asking you to take a break from seeing Eddie. All I'm saying is that I have never seen you so head first into someone, and I don't want to see you get hurt."

"Thanks for the concern." I answered sarcastically.

"Eddie has his own issues to focus on, Wyatt."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Don't take it the wrong way, kid. But Eddie has a lot of growing to do." I didn't say anything for fear that I would snap on him so he continued. "Answer me honestly for one second and I'll drop it for the rest of the night; Do you really want to spend the rest of your life in this trailer park with a drug dealing high school drop-out."

"That's enough." I hissed.

"I thought you had dreams, I thought you wanted to go to school and travel and start a career. Do you see that being your life with him?"

"I said that's enough."

It was quiet for a moment, the air tense. "The only thing I care about, no matter where you end up in this world, is that you're happy, safe, and taken care of… and that you don't throw away your life because of someone else."

"What? Like you gave up everything because of me?" I spat.

I could see the pain flash in his eyes. "That wasn't what I meant."

"Could have fooled me, Seth. You said it yourself, you were me once. And then what?" I reminded him. "Mom died and plans changed? Your whole life went out the window because you were stuck with your stupid baby sister who you had to take care of?"

"Stop, that isn't what I mean."

"Then what?" I shouted. "Explain it to me, because that's what I'm getting from this conversation."

Seth stood up and walked towards the bathroom and I thought the conversation was over. After a moment he came back and sat something down on the table, leaning back and crossing his arms, smug. "Were you going to tell me about this, Wyatt?"

My face was completely white. "Where did you get that?"

"You left it this morning." Seth was raising his voice. I rarely heard him raise his voice, and never at me. I felt tears stinging at my eyes. "Here, take a long look." Seth tossed it across the table and I looked down, a single tear escaped.

"I'm sorry…" Was all I could whisper. There was no denying what the tiny piece of plastic said, no matter how many times I tried to convince myself it was wrong or I could just ignore it and address it later.

"You're fucking pregnant, Wyatt. And the thing that really pisses me off, is that you knew better! You knew if you were having sex you could have come to me!" Seth may have been yelling, but it was pure hurt on his face. "I never made it so you couldn't talk to me. I've always been here, Wyatt. I never expected you of all people to be so fucking careless."

I wiped the wet trails from my cheeks and stood up heading for my room. I deserved every single word that Seth spat at me. I curled up in my bed, squeezing my pillow tight. I never cried, so the fact that tears were openly rolling down my face only made me more embarrassed. I had never felt so sorry in my entire life.

I kept thinking back to the pain that was in Seth's face. He truly felt betrayed by me. It had been us against the world for years, and now suddenly I meet Eddie and Seth gets tossed out of the loop. I deserved to be yelled at, this was the ultimate slap in the face to him.

I don't know how long I had laid there silently crying, praying for sleep to put a temporary lull on my guilt and my fear, but after a while Seth knocked at my door lightly. "Can I come in?"

"Yes." My voice was hoarse and weak. Seth sat down on my bed and I saw up, clutching my pillow and waiting for him to yell some more.

Instead, Seth took my hand in his. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have reacted like that."

"No." I demanded. "No, you shouldn't be sorry, Seth. I'm sorry."

"Does he know?" Seth asked.

I shook my head firmly. "I'm not ready for anyone to know. Especially not Eddie. I don't even know how to tell him."

Seth pulled me in for a hug. It was the good kinda hug, the kind he was best at giving. He didn't let go, he just sat there and held me. "No matter what, no matter what you decide to do or how this turns out. You know you always have me on your side?"

Him saying that made me cry even harder.

Seth stroked my hair and rocked me back and forth, the way he did when I was little. "Everything is going to be okay. I promise." Seth held me like that until I calmed down and fell asleep in his arms.