Marissa's POV:
"Hey, Marissa, it's me Rachel." the voice on the other end said when I answered the phone.
"Hey Rachel." I said happily. I am always happy to hear from my little sis. She is one of those people that don't drive me up the wall. "What's up sissy?"
"Marissa? I heard about you and Cameron. It's all over. Is it true?" she said.
" Big surprise there. I think everyone heard about it by now. Anyone who is into entertainment and celebrity gossip that is. It's not exactly news." I said sighing. And in other words, it is true. I did sleep with Leah's boyfriend."
"Maybe it is not big news anymore to you. And I know about your skanky ways. But I have to ask you one thing." she said. "I know you do it all the time and take the extra precautions. But I have an feeling this time. I have to ask you. And please don't get mad at me."
"What is the question?" I asked warily.
"Did you used protection?" she asked timidly.
That question stopped me in my tracks. I thought back to the night before. I came up with nothing. I couldn't remember. Oh shit. This isn't good.
"I don't know." I whispered. "I don't think I did. Maybe I did. I don't know."
"Oh sis." Rachel said. "You know mama is going to kill you when she finds out you gotten pregnant. Plus, this is going to be some news if you do get pregnant. Your career will be over. Mama will definitely kill you."
"I know." I said. "I screwed up big time huh?"
"You think? So what are you going to do?"
"I don't know. I cant get an pregnant test now. It was only last night."
Cameron turned his attention to me.
"Well of course. But you have to do an test soon enough. And if you are pregnant what are you going to do?"
"What do you think? Get an abortion of course!"
"Marissa, could you really do that?"
"Of course. My career is going to be in ruins. Mama will disown me."
"You know I don't believe in abortion. Let's hope that you are not. And if you are, I will still support you. You know you are my sis, and I got your back for life."
"And you are my life, and I got your back for life too." I said. "I miss you little sis."
"Yeah, I miss you too, my crazy, unpredictable sister." she said.
"I miss you, my naïve, nerdy little sister." I said affectingly. "You are going to make me proud. You are going to be an doctor. The best doctor in all of Puerto Rico."
"Man, Marissa. I don't know about the best. I don't know if I can even be an Doctor."
"Yes, you can." I said. "My little sis will be the greatest doctor ever. You can be an doctor. You should do what you want to do. Make your own decisions."
"I am nervous Marissa. I am starting high school tomorrow."
"Don't worry. You will be fine." I assured her.
"Listen, I got to go. I promise Robert that I would go to the movies with him. Good luck. Whatever the results are, I love you and I support you one hundred percent."
"Yeah." I said. "But what am I going to do? If I am pregnant, everyone is going to kill me. My manager, my agent, mama, Leah and that bitch she tows around. Everyone is going to have an piece of me."
"Not that there would be much, since you are so bony." she joked.
"Not funny." I said.
"I know." she said. "We'll talk later. I got to go." she said.
"Okay, bye. Love you" I said.
"Love you too sis."
After hanging up with my sister, I turned towards Cameron.
"What was that about? Is there an possibility that you might be carrying my baby."
" That depends on your answer. I have something really serious to ask you. And I need you to be honest with me. Did we used condoms last night?"
He went blank. "Oh shit." he said. "I don't remember. I don't think we did."
"Oh god." I said.
"Than there is an possibility that you can be carrying my baby."
"Yeah. It will be yours. I made all those other guys wear an condom."
"Oh god. I could be an father."
"If I screw my career up, my mom will kill me." I said moaning. "She will yell at me for being so irresponsible."
"My relationship with Leah is already on the edge. This will definitely push us off the cliff. I cant believe I am so stupid."
"Who cares about your relationship with her! I am in an way worse situation than you are! If you wanted to save your relationship than you shouldn't of hit on me!
"That is bunch of bull! You hit on me! You came up to me!"
"That's not how I remembered it!" I retorted.
"Remember what? You were too wasted. You were too wasted to even remind me to put on an condom!" he shot back.
"Well I may of done that. You were so drunk that you slept with me. You were too buzz out to realize that you slept with your girlfriend's best friend."
"Everything's about you! Cant you think about other people! My career can come to an end too. Or maybe it will soar. I don't know. But the point is, all you can ever think about is yourself! Everything is always about you!"
"Maybe I do sometimes! Maybe all I think about is myself sometimes a little too much. Is it so wrong to think for myself? It shows how much you don't know about me! Want to know something Cameron? Want to know my secret? Want to know something that even Leah doesn't know. I never asked for this! I never wanted to be in this world. I want to go back to poor little Marissa, from, the third world country. I want my old boyfriend. But of course I cant. Because I lost all of his respect. I don't want to be an model! My mom wanted me to be one. She wanted me to live her dream. Because of what she wanted me to be, I lost everything. I lost my boyfriend, I lost my old friends. So I turn in to this super stuck up bitch. I become everything that people say I am. I lost myself along the lines. My mom made all the decisions for me. I am like an puppet following the command of the puppet master. Every day in my life, in the modeling world people make the decisions for me in my life. What to wear, what not to wear, what to drink, what to do, and not do. And guess what? I am tired of it! I am tired of so much rules! I am tired of this world! I am so sick of pretending!"
Just than a flash went off in front of my face.
I blinked, caught completely off guard.
It was the paparazzi guy.
Oh my fucking god.
"What the fuck?" I yelled at him, finally finding my voice again. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Getting my story." he said grinning and running away.
We were both to shock to do anything.
"You are sick!" Cameron said cracking his knuckles.
" You cant do this!" I cried at his back.
Cameron tried to take off after him. Which is too late now.
"It's useless. It's too late." I told him.
*******
An hour later
Hollywood planet: Where everything is Hollywood 24/7 Top news: Just happening.
"I am tired of it!" By John Lewis.
Want to know who said those exact words? You would be shocked. It's Hollywood's A list, Marissa Gonzales, the Puerto Rican beauty. The hottest model around town. Who has been spotted leaving with Cameron and had an naughty night with him. And who didn't waste any time claiming him and had an cozy date with him. Boy this girl don't waste anytime. She gets what's she wants does she?
Is this model who is known for scandal finally tired? Is this bad girl really tired of Hollywood?
Yes she is. Perhaps, it is having sex with Leah Clearwater's beau with no protection and the possibility of having his baby? And how do we even know it is his baby. We know Marissa, has been sleeping around. It is why her old boyfriend in Puerto Rico break up with her. Good for him. He deserves better. He deserve someone who is not an whore.
If she is pregnant, Cameron better get that DNA test and an HIV test while he is at it. That bitch is dirty. He could contracted tons of nasty diseases from her. Everyone knows she is an whore.
And all you Marissa lovers, you now it is true.
Leah's POV:
(At the same moment the news came out)
"Gross." I moaned as I bend over the toilet.
I been throwing up for the past hour ever since I got home from school.
"Leah?" someone said knocking on the door.
"I'll be out." I said.
"Leah, it's me." she said. It was Amanda.
"I'll be out." I said clutching my stomach. I put my mouth towards the toilet and made the retching sound.
"Leah? Are you okay in there?" She asked alarmed.
"No." I moaned. "I think I am sick."
"Can I come in?" she asked. "Maybe I can help."
Here's another one. One more class left tommorow at college. Yay. Than the weekend. In between studying and having fun, it's miracle to find an time to write. :)
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