OMG I AM SOO SORRY GUYS. I FEEL ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE FOR LEAVING YOU ALL HANGING LIKE THAT. GERR. WTH. OK NO PROMISES, BUT I WILL TRY TO MAKE THIS A LONG CHAPTER. IF THAT DOSNT WORK OUT THEN... TWP CHAPTER :D K ? LOVE Y'ALL ! AND REVEIW!

EVES POV :

On the way to Rite Aid, I cried.

I was an idiot.

WHY ON EARTH WAS I SUCH A IDIOT! It was Shane! Shane! Im a horrible girlfriend, im a horrible best friend and if Dr. Phil found out about this, then damn. Im horrible.

But then it hit me. Think rationally, Eve:

A) i can take the morning after pill and if Shane asks, I can deny. Deny , DENY! Denial is the key to everything- trust and believe.

B) i can take the morning after pill, but spill my guts to Claire. Say it was a mistake. Drunken, idiotic, horrible one.

C) or i could just ignore the pill,( because the chances of me getting pregnant... 75 % . not too much... right?) & support Claire while I deny everything.

I mean, its not alot but its atleast a teeny tiny variety of choices...

Ughhhhh, i really wanna say i hate my self, but I dont actually. I hate beer. And vodka.

I ran into Rite Aid, and got everything i needed(A/N: YES HER CHOICE IS A SURPRISE) and the clerk gazed at me like i was crazy.

Well... haha.

CLAIRS POV :

Puke, puke- Oh God, PUKE. i hate it . it burns, its disgusting and it brought a possibility up.

I may be pregnant. God.

I mean, im certainly not gonna be a lil cliche girl and say, "Oh does Shane want this baby? boo hoo..." No, imma suck it up. Invision Eve, Claire. What would she do in this situation?

Be strong of course! So I brushed my teeth and washed my face. Might as well start the day-

The door bust open, revealing Eve holding a brown paper bag, and a change of what looked like my clothes.

"Eve! What-!" I sputtered.

Eve looked down guiltily- I dont know why, though?- and then looked up and whispered, "I got you a test, and I know- I know its like four minutes till the results come up, so I thought you could take a shower while you wait. A lil refresher..." Eve sounded... depressed. Well sometimes Eve did that. I grinned. What a great best friend.

"Thank you so much. Dont know what I'd do without y-" I started.

"CLAIRE! Sorry baby, I was setting up the table- but whats Michael saying your sick? Are you okay? Do you need hel-" Shane sounded panicked I laughed and called, "Im fine, love. My heads just hurting. Im just gonna shower it off."

I heard Shane pause. "Eve? Is she in there?

I looked over at Eve who looked panicked, and had her eyes pinched closed. What the hell?

"Umm, y-" Eve shook her head no. O-okaay..." No, babe, shes not. Sorry." Shane paused yet again and then wished me luck with the whole showering idea, and then I heard his steps walk away.

I turned to Eve. "Okay, exactly why am I lying to my boyfriend?" She turned a lil flushed and shrugged.

"Hide and seek?" She tried. I shook my head and chuckled. "I love you, Eve. Your hilarious." I said.

"Yeah." She said, observing me. "Hilarious..." Softly muttered her mouth.

Eve then instructed that I pee on the stick, and hop in the shower. She left while I did it, stating she wanted to lay down for a hour. To come get her when I found out.

The shower worked, and relaxed me. Even though my future was two feet away on the sink. What would it say?

Oh God...