[Two months later]
Katy's POV
I'm standing in the girls' bathroom at school, staring at the positive pregnancy test in my hands. I've stayed with him after what he did a couple months ago because I'm too scared to leave him. I hear girls outside the door and shove the test in my bag. I walked out of the bathroom into the hall. Bobby Jo caught up with me.
"Why were you in the bathroom so long?" She asked me.
"Um, I," I started. I felt Anthony put his arm around my shoulder.
"Hey Babe," he said.
"Hey," I said.
"I don't have practice today, so I was thinking we could go back to my place," he said.
"I'm actually going over to Bobby Jo's today," I said. I looked over at Bobby Jo, she nodded.
"Fine," he said harshly and walked away from me.
"What was that about?" Bobby Jo asked. "We didn't have plans today."
I opened my mouth to say something but closed it without saying a word. Bobby Jo looked at me with concern.
"What's wrong, Katy Grace?" She asked me.
"Let's go," I said.
She drove us to her house. We talked on the way.
"Oh, by the way, guess what," she said.
"You got an audition?" I asked.
"No," she said. "I got a role in a movie!"
"Wait, really?!" I asked.
"Yeah, under the alias you said was stupid," she said.
"I didn't say you alias was stupid," I corrected her. "I said that it's stupid to hide who you really are. You're not French."
"Yeah, but I pull it off," she said. "I mean I got the role, didn't I?"
"Yeah, I guess," I said. "Lying isn't right, though."
"That's funny coming from you, Katy Grace," she said.
"What are you talkin' about?"
"You put on a mask every day, Katy," she said. "You've lied straight to my face."
I looked down. She parked in her driveway.
"I know Anthony gave you that busted lip that day," she said. "You're not happy with him, I can tell." She lifted my chin so I'd look at her. "Why did you want to come with me instead of him?"
I looked at her, and just broke down.
"Bobby Jo," I said. "I'm pregnant."
"He forced you, didn't he?" She asked. I looked at her again. "Katy, I know you were waiting 'til marriage, you wouldn't give that up willingly."
"I don't know what to do," I said.
"We need to call the cops," she said.
"There's no point," I said. "Everyone thinks he's a saint."
"Well you need to leave him," she said.
"I have to tell him," I said. "That's the hardest part about this. He doesn't want kids, and I'm pregnant."
"What are you doing with him if he doesn't want kids?" She asked. "As long as I've known you, all you've ever wanted to be is a mother, even more than an actress."
"I know," I said. "Can we just have a sleepover and just forget about this for now?"
"Okay," she said. "But only if we talk about it soon."
[A few days later]
I waited for Anthony by his car. I finally saw him walking my way.
"Hey Babe," he said.
"Hey, we need to talk," I said.
"Okay," he said. I got into his car and he started driving. "What is it?"
"I—" I started, but hesitated.
"What?!" He yelled at me. "Spit it out, Katy!"
"I'm pregnant, Anthony."
His grip tightened on the steering wheel.
"You know I don't want kids," he said.
"I know, but—" He cut me off.
"But nothing," he said. "You have to get rid of it." I knew I was going to pay for what I said next.
"No."
He slammed on the breaks. Thankfully, there were no cars behind us.
"No?!"
"No," I said more confidently, even though I was terrified of the look in his eyes.
He got out of his side and walked around to mine. He swung my door open. He tried pulling me out of the car but I tried kicking at him. He grabbed my hair and dragged my out.
"If you won't get rid of it, I will!" He screamed in my ear. He threw me to the ground. I looked around and realized we were on Red Road, a dirt road no one ever goes on.
"Please, Anthony!" I yelled at him with tears in my eyes. "I want this baby."
"What you want doesn't matter!" He told me. "You do what I say or you get a beating!"
He punched me in the face and started beating me. He took off his leather belt and started hitting me with it.
"Stop, please," I begged him after what felt like forever.
"Get in the car," he said.
I drug myself to the car. He made me stay at his place.
I went to his mom's house when he went out. She told me to keep the baby, and to try to get away from Anthony. I told her that it feels impossible. She told me that if I don't he'll probably end up killing both me and my child. I decided to start planning my escape.