A/N: Nobody was reviewing, so I decided to shake this story up a little. Enjoy! Oh, and most of this chapter is in dialogue, just so you know...

"How could you do this to me? You're my best friend!" Laine screamed at Liz later that night.
"Do what?" Liz's voice gave nothing away. Not a hint of worry. Not a trace of guilt. In fact, she sounded annoyed with Laine.
"You know what you did. You stole Ryan from me! When he was at your house that day, doing "homework"! I know everything Liz!"
"No you don't."
"And I think that-wait what? I don't? There's more?"
"Look, Laine," Liz sighed. "Ryan loves you very much. He just, he...he has to do this. And so do I."
"Why?"
"Laine, we...we had sex."
There was silence at the other end of the phone. Then Laine found her voice and said, shakily, "You did what? Why?"
"I don't know. We weren't thinking clearly."
"Well obviously!" Laine was feeling angry again.
"And...I'm pregnant Laine."
"WHAT?"
"And now I have two options. I either get married to Ryan or-"
"You're only 14!!"
"Which brings me to the next option. I...I might get an abortion. I don't want my parents to know I'm...well...doing that kind of stuff."
But Laine didn't hear the last part. Because after the word "abortion" she fainted dead away.