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Silent Seduction
(Dawson POV)
I walked into my dining room once I got home.
My parents were sitting at the table.
"Good. You guys are home. Uh, I want to talk to you."
"What is it, Dawson?" my dad asked.
"It's about how I reacted when I found out that mom was pregnant. Um... I was really shocked and, um... Maybe a little bit disappointed, but I've been thinking, and I've just- I've realized that... Heh! This is amazing. I mean... God, I'm- I'm gonna have a little brother or sister. I mean, how cool is that?" I explained but, my parents morbide faces made uneasy.
"Dawson... We're not gonna have the baby." my dad finally said.
"What?"
"I know. Believe me, this isn't exactly the way that we wanted to tell you," my mom said.
"You know, w-wait a sec- j-just... Just like that? You make a decision like this in a day?"
Uh, well, no, actually, Dawson, it wasn't just like that. I had suspected that I was pregnant for some time. I just didn't wanna deal with it because I knew what my decision would be if I was," she continued.
"I can't believe this."
"Well, honey, you should be happy. Your lackluster attempt at excitement just now wasn't exactly Oscar-worthy," she said rather smugly in my opinion and I took offense.
"Mom, I meant everything that I said. I'm trying to be supportive. Dad, you actually agreed to this?"
My dad nodded, "Yes, I did."
"No, Dawson. He's lying to protect me. It was my idea and my suggestion. And yes, I know. I'm a terrible mother, aren't I?"
"Th-that's not what I said," I said defensively.
"Let's not pretend it's not what you think, honey. It's no lie that I have messed up at being your mother at every turn, that I'm the one that tore your family apart—"
"Wait a-don't use me as the excuse for making this decision. That's not fair," I cut her off.
"It's not an excuse, Dawson. No, I sat down, and I considered all the facts. And the fact is... I can't do it again. I can't handle the mistakes. Now, you put that together with the money issues and my age and everything else, and the only answer is... I can't have the baby. Now, honey, maybe you're gonna hate me forever because of this, or maybe you'll never be able to understand, but the fact is... This is my decision, and I have made it. And now this discussion... It's over."
I turned around and went upstairs.
I couldn't think straight. I couldn't believe my mom and even more so my dad.
I opened my window and slipped out figuring they wouldn't bother me anymore tonight.
I found myself at Scarlett's house.
I was unsure especially because of how awkward we were earlier.
I knocked on the door.
She opened the door slowly clutching her sheer robe to her body, hair cascading all over her shoulders.
"Dawson...what are you doing here?" she asked clutching her robe tighter.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have-I-I'll go," I stuttered and tried to go but, she grabbed my hand.
"Come inside," she said tugging me in and closing the door.
We walked up the grand staircase and into her room.
I sat on her bed and she closed the door.
Now that we were in light I could see her clearly.
I usually didn't come to her house at night. My parents didn't like it because she lived alone.
Her white nightgown clung to her body and stopped right below her thigh, making my mind lose its course…
"What's wrong?" she asked with worry written on her face.
"It's my parents. They're not-they-I...they're not having the baby," I finally got out.
"You mean…"
"Yeah"
"Oh…"
She sat on the bed next to me.
"I'm sorry Dawson."
"Don't be, I just don't understand. I was so angry when I found out she was even pregnant and now...I'm even angrier."
"I'm sure she's scared."
"What?"
I looked up at her but, she was staring forward.
"If I was her age, had a new restaurant, a kid who's going to college, and a horde of mistakes trailing behind me I'd be scared and not to mention shameful because I'd feel like a complete failure for shaking up my marriage, my finances, and my motherhood. I'd be really scared."
"And so I should get over myself because this decision is bigger than my feelings," I finished for myself.
"I didn't say it, you did."
I smiled a small smile.
"I knew I came here for a reason. I was just going to call you but, then I figured it'd be even weirder because of how off we were earlier. But I wanted to see you anyway."
I stood up and so did she.
"Thanks Scar," I said and she smiled.
"No problem."
I leaned down and hugged her, wrapping my arms around her waist and tucking my face in her neck.
She smelled like Lavender as always but, this time was different.
I just wanted to stay in her arms and the feeling was dangerous.
I let go slowly, my hands staying on her waist.
"Look Scarlett about earlier…"
"What about earlier?" she asked.
"When we talked about...us," I said unsure how to phrase it.
"It's alright. Don't worry about it," she said brushing it off.
"Scarlett-"
"It's fine," she said and something about her voice made me drop it.
"So you need to get home before your parents notice you're gone," she said changing the subject.
I internally gave a sigh of relief.
We headed down the stairs.
"It's fine I'll just say you were trying to seduce me," I said and she laughed.
She pushed me out the door.
"If I was trying to seduce you Dawson Leery," she started stepping close to me and brought her face near mine.
"You'd know it," she whispered before kissing my cheek and going inside.
"Night Leery," she said closing the door.
I stood there for a moment lost in her lips on my cheek then shook the thoughts out of my head knowing it was a very bad idea.
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