I woke up to someone talking to me.

"Jenny? Oh my god you're awake!" It was Vanessa.

"What time is it?"

"1:49 a.m."

I looked around. I was on my bed. How did I get there? "How did I get here?"

"I carried you. I heard a big clunk in here and I came in and saw you on the floor with blood everywhere. Why did you do that?"

Blood. I looked at my wrist. It was bandaged. That was a dumb move. "I- I don't know." I stuttered, making myself even more confused.

"Do you need to get help?"

"Get help? What?"

"Like Eric did." Oh god.

"Does Eric know?" I asked her, holding my wrist up.

"Not yet. He'd just went to bed when I came in here."

"Please don't tell him!" I begged her.

"Don't worry, I won't. But if you do it again I'm telling your dad."

"I don't even know why I did it! I was just really upset and I couldn't think clearly."

"That's normally how it goes, and then it keeps going until you wind up cutting too deep. I don't think you get how serious that is. You could've killed yourself."

"What, do you think I'm some kind of fucking idiot who doesn't know that?" That's how she sounded.

"No! Jenny, I'm just reminding you. You need to get some sleep, but eventually Eric is going to find out about it." She said, getting off my bed and heading for the door. "And don't worry, I got rid of all the evidence."

The next morning...

I couldn't figure out something to wear to cover the bandage on my wrist. Wait, I could wear a bunch of bracelets! No, it would show through. Isn't life about taking chances? I focused completely on hiding the previous night while getting dressed to leave my bedroom. There was no way in hell I could let Eric find out what I did to myself.

Finally, I'd gotten dressed. I walked out of my room to see Vanessa trying to feed Alison, my dad reading something in the kitchen, and Eric doing- something? He was standing by the window just staring out it. That was strange.

I went over and sat down by Vanessa. "Hey."

"How are you feeling?" my dad asked for the thousandth time. I noticed Eric looking over at us when I'd greeted Vanessa.

"I'm fine Dad, as normal. You can stop asking now. I'll let you know if anything changes."

"How is the baby?" He continued with questions.

"How am I supposed to know?" The baby lived inside me! I couldn't tell how it was!

"Well, I guess you're not, but has she been moving?"

I had to think about it. "Not that much lately, but last night when I was walking home, she wouldn't be still."

"You walked home? Where did you go anyway?"

"I just went for a walk. No big deal or anything." I wasn't going to mention Blair and her bitches. As I talked, Eric plain out left the apartment. Like, he walked straight out without warning. He didn't even say hi to me! I got up and ran after him.

"Hey, where are you going?" Vanessa asked me.

"He's pissed at me isn't he?" I asked her.

"No, he's just confused."

I rolled my eyes and ran to the elevator. It just wouldn't go down fast enough!

I managed to catch Eric leaving the lobby. "Hey! Wait up!" I yelled after him, practically catching my foot in the door.

He turned around and looked at me. "Why are you chasing me?" He sounded honestly confused.

"Because! I want to know why you aren't talking to me today! So, what's up?"

"Well, you seemed pretty fucking mad at me last night, so I thought you wouldn't want to see me."

"About that, I'm really sorry. I was really bitchy to you and you didn't deserve that. I just couldn't help it. The hormones are making me insane."

"That's what Vanessa tried to tell me. So, where did you go last night?"

"I just walked around and thought about things. But do you forgive me?" I hoped he did.

"Yeah, it's fine. You were mad, I get it."

"Are we still, you know? Together?" How much more retarded could I get?

"Of course. We all get mad sometimes. I'm not going to break up with you because you got mad at me."

"Even if it was for a dumb reason?"

"Even then." He said, putting his hands on my waist and pulling me into a hug.

I had to pull myself out of the hug for a minute to figure something else out. I put my hands on his shoulder and started talking. "The other night, when you said you loved me. Did you really mean it?"

"Of course I meant it. Why would I have said it if I didn't mean it?"

"Well, you were inside me when you said it, and I said it first so I wasn't sure if you meant it or were just saying it back."

"I meant it Jenny. I meant it then and I mean it now. I love you J."

I pushed myself against him and kissed him. "I love you too." I kissed him again, then started laughing. "But I can't get very close to you anymore." I looked at my bump.

"So what if we can't press our bodies together like we did before your bump grew? We can make our love stronger." He smiled and kissed me back. "How about tonight?"

"What about tonight?"

"We can go on a real date."

"What are you thinking of doing?"

"A walk. On the beach, since it's still warm. And maybe a swim."

"That sounds like a plan. What time?" I asked.

"7:00? Then we can be there and adjust before it gets dark."

"Ok! It's definitely going to be interesting."

"That's the point." Eric smirked and kissed me again.

"I'll see you tonight."

"See you then." He kissed me, and walked away.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed Vanessa's number. "Hey, can you help me find something to wear on a beach date?"