The three girls walked down to their old elementary school. They were excited to see their old teacher again. Ms. Keane was a bit older now, after 10 years of course she was going to be older. They walked in the small class room. They looked around at the new generation of kindergarteners. Blossom smiled while Bubbles started to talk with one of them. Buttercup was only happy to see Ms. Keane.
Ms. Keane walked over to the girls and gave them a big hug. She was now in her 30's and was still wearing the same dorky outfit she always had. She did grow her hair out and her eyes looked more of a gray then a light blue. What were the girls to say but, she did look pretty.
Buttercup gave her the small hug and looked at her teacher up and down. "You look amazing! Have you settled down yet?" Ms. Keane was embarrassed. Her cheeks were as red as roses and she replied with a small whisper, "Yes, and I am expecting a baby!" Buttercup squealed and her eyes grew wide.
"Ms. Keane! You sly kitty! Who's the lucky man?" Blossom said and smiled. Ms. Keane just giggled and showed them a picture of her husband. He was tall and slender man with nice red hair and purple eyes. They had never seen him before. Who was he? The girls all jumped around. "I have to be going, Ms. Keane. The girls are more than welcome to stay but, I have something to take care of," Blossom said quickly and raced out.
"Bye, Blossom! It was nice seeing you again!" Ms. Keane shouted and began talking to the other two girls again. Blossom ran down the street, almost flying past everyone. Lately, she had been cutting herself off from the world. It wasn't just her though. She has scars on her wrists from and bruises everywhere.
Brick had been paying her visits at night when she is asleep. She tried to stay awake but, that only made the beatings ten times worse. She had also been raped once or twice so when Ms. Keane brought up her pregnancy, Blossom broke down. Blossom is only 16 and she is now pregnant with Brick's baby. Blossom was 12 weeks, or 3 months.
It was too late for an abortion. She ran toward where he was staying. She banged on his door relentlessly. He opened the door and she started accidentally punching him in the chest. He pushed her down. "I hate you," She whispered. He got a confused look on his face, "What did you say?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask you a question," She got up and pushed her way into his room. She grabbed his coat and threw it at him. He caught it and put it on. "What would you do if, I had a baby?" She asked, her cheeks feeling hot. "Frankly my dear, I wouldn't give a damn," He said attempting to quote Rhett Butler from 'Gone with the wind'. She chuckled a bit and then got her serious face on.
They walked down the street and she asked the next question, "What if the baby was yours?" The words he heard started to sting and her got curious. "I would, I don't know," He didn't know what to say until she stopped and looked him straight in the eyes. "I am having your baby, Brick!" Brick stopped walking also and when the words came out of her mouth, it was unreal to him.