Bridget sighed and waved her hand into Clay's room "Truce?"
Clay looked at Bridget as she walked in his room and sat next to him on the bed "I'm sorry." She apologized sincerely "I just lose myself in the drama sometimes I guess and I do things I wouldn't usually do. I just miss it."
"What?" Clay asked.
"When we were younger, and drama wasn't a problem. All we did all day was go to the beach and play outside." Bridget said "I just wish money and boys and how you looked didn't matter so much."
"Yea, me too. Except it does and there's nothing we can do about it." Clay told her truthfully.
"I know, I know." Bridget said, pausing a second "I'm meeting Julie and people for lunch, wanna come?"
"Nah, I'm gonna hang out here. You remembered we're going to Tree Hill next week, right?" Clay asked.
"Now I remember." Bridget said "We need to go shopping to get me some new clothes."
"Bridget, how many times do I need to remind you that your Mom's a fashion designer, and you have a walk in closet the size of most people's master bedrooms." Clay laughed.
"Exactly, and there's still some room for more clothes." Bridget smiled, giving him a wave and walking out the door "I'll tell you girlfriend you said hi!" she screamed back.
When Bridget got downstairs, Haley walked up to her "Hey Aunt Haley." She said with a smaller smile.
"How did he seem?" Haley asked, concerned.
"He seems fine. Or at least he's trying to, but I know there's something…..there's something he's not telling me. And I'm gonna find out what it is, don't worry." Bridget promised quietly, so Clay wouldn't hear.
"Thanks sweetie. You and your mom and dad are coming for dinner tonight, right?" Haley asked.
"It's Uncle Nate's birthday, we wouldn't miss it." Bridget said with a smile, walking out the back door and through the gate to her house
When Bridget got home, she picked up her cell phone and saw the missed call. She dialed the number back and waited until someone picked up.
"Bridget." the voice on the other end sounded upset.
"Kylie, what's wrong?" Bridget asked concerned, already slipping on a pair of flip-flops, ready to run out the door.
"Bridget, please come over here, I need to talk to you." Kylie said, Bridget could tell she was trying not to cry.
"I'll be there in five minutes." Bridget said, jumping into her Lexus and pulling out of the driveway.
Bridget and Kylie have been best friends since kindergarten. Both girls, along with Clay, had ruled the school since they were five. Bridget was the tall one, with long brown hair the curled slightly, and big blue eyes. Kylie was the petite one. She had brown hair the also curled slightly and fell around her shoulders, and she had big brown eyes. Clay and Kylie started dating in 8th grade, and have dated ever since. They were the perfect couple, they had the kind of love that everyone their age wanted.
Bridget pulled into Kylie's house and walked inside, walking right upstairs to her room.
"Kylie." Bridget said softly, seeing Kylie sitting against the wall, with her head in her hands "Honey, what happened?"
Kylie didn't answer, so Bridget sat beside her and wrapped her arms around her, not saying anything. After a few minutes, Kylie finally lifted her head and looked Bridget in the eye "I'm…..I'm pregnant."
Bridget closed her eyes and took a deep breath "Are you sure?"
Kylie nodded slowly "Yea."
"You've known for a few days, huh?" Bridget asked.
"How'd you know?" Kylie asked, standing up and sitting on the edge of her bed.
"Well, you haven't been answering my calls or texts in a couple days, and Clay's been acting strange." Bridget told Kylie.
"What am I gonna do, Bridget?" Kylie asked "My parents are gonna kill me. Clay won't talk to me…."
"It's gonna be okay. Clay probably just needs some time, and we're gonna get through this together, okay?" Bridget promised "It's gonna be fine"
"I'm scared Bridget, really scared." Kylie said as Bridget hugged her.
"I know honey, I know." Bridget whispered.
After a while of talking, Bridget looked at the time "I have to get home for dinner. I'll call you later. You want me to talk to Clay for you?"
Kylie nodded and said goodbye to Bridget. Bridget left and went home, walking right over to Nathan and Haley's.
"Happy Birthday Uncle Nate!" Bridget said when she walked into the kitchen.
"Thanks Bridget." Nathan said with a smile "You wanna get Clay for me, tell him it's time for dinner?"
Bridget nodded and walked upstairs, walking right into Clay's room "Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I don't know what to do. I'm scared." Clay sighed.
"And you don't think Kylie is?" Bridget asked, hands on her hips.
"I know she is…..but what do I say to her?" Clay asked.
"I don't know, maybe 'I love you, we'll get through this together'?" Bridget suggested.
"I just needed time to think about it." Clay told her "I'm so, so scared Bridget, you have no idea how scary this is."
Bridget walked up to Clay and put her arms around her neck "I know, I'm sorry. I'll help you two, it's gonna be okay." she whispered in his ear as he rested his head on her shoulder.
"I hope you're right." he said "Let's get downstairs for dinner."
At dinner, Bridget and Clay let the adults talk, and after having cake, Clay stood up "Mom, Dad, can I take a walk real quick, I need to drop something off at Kylie's."
Haley looked at Nathan, and back to Clay "Be back by ten." she said, knowing he wasn't just going to drop something off.
Clay looked at Bridget before he walked out the door and she gave him a small smile, letting him know everything was gonna be okay.
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The following afternoon, after Bridget woke up, she slipped on her tiny bathing suit and grabbed a towel, walking out back to see if Clay wanted to go to the beach with her. When Bridget opened the back door, she looked out front and didn't see anyone's car in the driveway, but heard the television on.
"Clay!" Bridget said "Let's go to the beach!" she skipping into the family room, and saw Clay, sitting with his back to Bridget, watching a movie "Clay, c'mon." she said, walking in front of the television.
A boy, about Clay's age, and very very good-looking, stared back at her.
"You're not Clay." she said confused, yet with a slight smile.
"And your not Mrs. Scott I'm guessing." the boy said.
"Bridget….Bridget Scott. I'm Nathan and Haley's niece." she offered her hand to the boy "Who are you?"
"Peter…Peter Brady." the boy said.
Bridget couldn't help but notice his gorgeous blue eyes that were almost covered by his shaggy brown hair, and was so glad she changed into her bikini before she came over.
"So, Peter, why are you in Uncle Nate and Aunt Haley's house?" Bridget asked, sitting on the couch.
"Well, Mr. Scott dropped me off and told me Mrs. Scott would be home soon. There was a mix up with the foster home and I had no where to go. So Mr. Scott said I could stay here tonight and go back to the foster home tomorrow." Peter told Bridget.
"My mom just talked to Aunt Haley and she's caught at work. So until she gets home, why don't I show you around town?" Bridget offered.
Peter smiled "Okay."
Bridget stood up "Let me go get some clothes on, and I'll meet you in the driveway in two minutes."
Peter watched her as she walked out of the house, smiling wide at how beautiful she was. Not that he liked her or anything, but it was nice to finally get out of the foster home and see a pretty girl.
Exactly two minutes later, Bridget walked outside and met Peter in the driveway "We can walk to the beach, there are some shops and stuff along the beach." she said, walking away. Peter paused for a second, before running after her.
"So, is your foster home around here?" Bridget asked, walking along the beach with Peter.
"Nah, it's pretty far inland. I haven't been to the beach in ages." Peter told her.
"That sucks. I don't know what I'd do without the beach." Bridget told him, making him laugh at how blunt she was.
"Well I didn't go into foster care until I was 14, so I lived at the beach until then. I loved it, I surfed everyday. It's basically all I ever did." Peter said.
"Well you'd fit in well here." Bridget said "Wanna grab something to eat? There's the best food around." Bridget told him, pointing to a small shack.
"Sure." Peter said, following Bridget as she sat at a table outside.
After they ordered, Bridget looked at Peter "So are you gonna get adopted soon?"
"I don't think so. When your 17, it's pretty hard to get adopted. So I'll just go to a few more foster homes before I turn 18, then I'm on my own." Peter said.
"What happened to your parents?"
"They died in a car crash a few years ago. I don't have any other family." Peter answered.
"That must've been hard." Bridget said.
"Yea, I guess."
"So, what about a girlfriend?" Bridget asked.
Peter laughed "What about one?"
Bridget smiled "Well it's not like your that bad looking, don't you have one?"
"Nope. I move around too much." Peter answered "What about you? You're a pretty girl."
"Nope. I mean, I've had my share of them. I just can't find the right one." Bridget told him, looking at the time "We better get back, Aunt Haley should be home soon."
They walked back along the beach and headed inside the Scott's house, sitting in the living room to wait for Haley to come home.
When Haley walked in the door, she looked confused at Bridget and the boy sitting next to her "Hey Aunt Haley."
"Um hi Bridget. And you are…..?" she asked Peter.
"Peter Brady." Peter stood up and offered his hand, Haley shook it "Um, Mr. Scott didn't talk to you?" Peter asked Haley.
"About what?" she asked as the front door opened again and Nathan walked in.
"Nathan…..?" Haley turned towards him.
"Oh, right. Hales, come here." he said, taking her hand and walking into the other room.
Bridget looked at Peter "I'm gonna get going. It was nice meeting you Peter."
"You too Bridget Scott." Peter said with a smile.
"Who is that boy?" Haley asked Nathan.
"There's was a problem with the foster home he was in so I told them he could stay for the night." Nathan told her.
"What kind of problem?" Haley asked, concerned.
"Well…." Nathan started, pausing.
"Nathan." Haley said sternly.
"They were gonna send him to jail but then he just got probation and there was a problem with the foster…."
"Jail?!" Haley cut him off "And you let him stay here by himself until I got home?"
"Haley, it's not that bad. It was a mistake and he understood that. He's not a bad kid, he just needs some straightening out, that's all." Nathan promised her.
"Nathan, how long is he staying?" Haley asked, nervous.
"Just tonight." Nathan told her "I think." he added quietly.
Haley sighed "I better start dinner, keep a close eye on him, okay?"
"I will Hales, don't worry." Nathan said as Haley walked into the kitchen.
"Peter, you wanna give me a hand with dinner?" Haley found herself asking Peter, who was sitting quietly at the kitchen table with a book in his hands.
"Sure, what can I do?" Peter asked.
Haley handed him a pot of potatoes "You can start by peeling these."
Peter took the pot from Haley and brought them to the counter and started peeling them "Thanks for letting me stay here Mrs. Scott. It really is nice of you."
Haley smiled slightly at him "No problem Peter."
Right as they were about to sit down for dinner, Clay walked in the front door "Sorry I'm late."
"Go wash your hands and sit down." Haley told him.
Clay listened to his mother and walked into the dining room, where his Mom and Dad were sitting….and another boy.
"Um, hi." Clay said, looking at the boy.
"Hi." Peter said with a smile, although he was just as confused as Clay, no one told him the Scott's had a son.
"Clay." Nathan said as Clay sat down at the table "This is Peter. He'll be staying with us tonight."
Clay gave Peter a slight wave and reached for the mashed potatoes.
"Clay." Haley said "Aren't you going to introduce yourself?"
"Hi, I'm Clay." Clay said, staring at his mother.
"Clay." Haley said sternly, hearing the tone in Clay's voice.
"What?" Clay asked "I'm sorry, I just didn't have a good day."
"I know, you haven't had a good day in a week. Are you gonna tell me what's going on?" Haley asked.
"Not here Mom." Clay said, not taking his eyes off his plate.
"Clay, you say that every time I bring it up. What's going on?" Haley asked, not taking her eyes off of her son.
"You wanna know what's wrong Mom? Because I really don't think you do." Clay said angrily.
"Watch your tone." Nathan told him.
Haley ignored Nathan, and Clay's tone. "I'm your mother Clay, I want to know."
"Kylie's pregnant Mom. Happy you know now?" Clay said, standing up and walking up to his room.
Haley put her head in her hands and Nathan sat in silence.
"Peter, would you excuse Mr. Scott and I, we have some things to deal with." Haley said calmly, standing up and walking towards the stairs. Nathan followed.
"Sure, I'll…um, clean up" Peter said, starting to clear the table.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" Haley yelled at her son "Do you ever listen when your father and I talk to you about anything!"
Clay didn't say anything, he just looked at his mom.
"Honestly Clay. We couldn't stress to you enough the dangers of having sex, and not only do you do it, but you get your girlfriend pregnant!" Haley yelled.
Nathan grabbed Haley's arm, letting her know to calm down.
"Do you think I planned it Mom?" Clay asked "I'm scared Mom, and I don't know what to do. It was a mistake, Kylie and I both know that. But it happened and I need to take responsibility for my actions. And that's what I'm gonna do." he said, walking past his parents and towards the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Haley asked.
"To Kylie's." he answered.
"Oh no you're not. You're not leaving your room for a long, long time." Haley told him "Don't even think about walking out that front door.
"Kylie needs me Mom. I'm not gonna let her do this on her own. I'm going over there, now." he said, walking downstairs and out the front door.
Haley fell into Nathan's chest in tears "What happened to our baby boy Nathan?"
