Samantha Pov's
I'm at that moment still half in shock, sitting on my bedroom floor with my face on my knees, spitting out angry tears. How could I be so dumb?How could I have had sex without a condom?My dad is going to kill me, Sean is going to kill me too, and I don't know what to do. I've been waiting for Becca to arrive for exactly 21 minutes and nothing from her here. I need someone to vent to, I wish my mom was here, she would know what to do, she would calm everything down, but I don't have her here. I can't tell Louise even though she's a great person, for now only my friend can help me, for while all I need is Rebecca here with me.I didn't plan this pregnancy, not now because I had so many plans for the next year, like college for example and here comes this for me. My life is neither over nor destroyed because of this, it will just be postponed while I generate this child, I just want my father to understand that." Friend?" I hear my best friend's voice humming.Becca.At that exact moment, tears came up that I thought would never fall, I couldn't answer, tell her to come in, I was completely stuck there on that floor. My strength was so low that I didn't even move." Samantha? Are you there?” she asked again.I squeezed my eyes tightly and took a deep breath, trying to swallow the tears, because now there's no point in crying anymore, what's done is done. When I opened my mouth to reply, a sob from the back of her throat took its place and gave way to more tears." Sam?" she said and opened the door.I looked towards her, and she was startled to see me sitting there on the floor. And he was certainly shocked by my appearance, as my face must have been all red and my eyes a little swollen from crying for minutes and minutes.I took a deep breath and still sobbing I confessed to her." I'm pregnant Becca, and I don't know what to do!" I said crying and she opened her mouth in shock.Becca closed the door and walked towards me." Oh Sam!" she said and I hugged her as she crouched down in front of me.I squeezed her and Rebecca returned the hug, I could hear her take a deep breath and sniff too. She was crying along with me."What do I do?" I asked." Come on, let's sit on the bed." He pulled me slowly and we walked to my bed.I couldn't look her in the face, I want her not to feel sorry for me. This is too complicated, it leaves us so speechless..." okay, tell me how all this happened?" she asked." well, he and I kind of had sex and then... " I said and Becca slapped my arm and I ended up laughing lightly." I'm serious Samantha, you don't know how to use a fucking condom?" she said loudly." I thought he put it on, okay? At the time I didn't even think about checking it, it just rolled over." I said drying my face." How did you find out?” he asks." Sean. He thought I was sick, because of the nausea and everything, but I could have sworn it was a virus, do you remember the last time it was like that too. Anyway, today after refusing to go to the doctor with him, I lay here for a while and when I went to have breakfast, Louise I brought strawberry mousse and I freaked out and went to the bathroom so she made me go to the hospital." I say and let out a breath of air." Does Louise know? " my friend asks." No of course, not! When I left Peter's office I ended up lying to her, saying I had a virus." I confess." You won't be able to hide it for long, because soon your belly will grow." she stated the obvious." I know that. Then, my father will finish me off." I said throwing my body back, laying down on the bed and Becca did the same and we turned to each other." How many months?" she asks me and I give a small smile."Almost two." I say and she frowns."And who would be the father?" she says and I bite my lower lip."Hmm... Jordan." saying that she gives a hysterical scream and jumps on top of me and I laugh." OMG fuck! a thousand fucking times! Are you pregnant with Brenner's child?" she asks and I nod."Yeah, I'm very pregnant with him and now get off the top, why not hurt my son." I say laughing and we stop at the same time.My son."Wow, you're going to be a mom Sam! I still can't believe it." says my friend." Don't even tell me, I'm insecure. About my father, Sean... wow, this one is going to kill me and last and not least, Jordan. I just hope he supports me Rebecca." I confess and she smiles." Sam, it doesn't matter if he doesn't support you, because I'll always be there for you, you know that. I promise I'll be the best aunt in the world and little Jordan will be loved by both of us." she says and smile sincerely." Thank you Becca, you always help me with everything." I say."Always." she says and lifts her pinky."Always." I cross my pinky with hers and we smile at each other.Talking to her has made me more relaxed, but not relieved at what I know is to come when the news breaks.1 week laterIt was exactly how much time had passed since I found out I was pregnant. Rebecca has been insisting that I tell Sean soon or at least look for Jordan and Honestly, I don't know what to do. I'm afraid of what my brother will do, I'm afraid of what my child's father will say, if he will take over and believe me. And then he has my father, he will hate me, I know he will, because whenever I go to parties I end up doing stupid things and he always gets mad at me, only now it's different, I'm having a child and this is much more serious than I ever imagined.[...]TEXT MESSAGE:From: Becca my BitchSam, I'm waiting for you in the car, hurry up!From: Diva MeI'm on my way! ;)I finished answering the message and ran to the bathroom to apply a lip gloss, I heard my bedroom door being opened and soon Sean appeared in the bathroom door." Where are you going?” he asked." Hang out with Becca, let's go shopping!" I said looking at him in the mirror, he turned around and through the small piece of the mirror I saw him sit on my bed." And what brings you here?" I ask him." Nothing, I can't want to see my little sister anymore?" he says and I laugh." Hey, what are you doing so much there going through my stuff?" I say as soon as I leave the bathroom and look at Sean, and my smile drops at the same time." What the fuck is it?- he says while staring at the papers in his hands.The papers.The outcome of pregnancy." Sean I..." he cuts me off." Just tell me, if this is really right. Are you pregnant Samantha?" he asks."Look, I can explain and...- Sean interrupts me one more time, only with a scream."ARE YOU FUCKING PREGNANT?" he yells." What's going on here?" says Becca entering my room." He found out." I confess."Wait, you knew that and you didn't tell me anything?" said Sean looking at her." Look Sean, before you and I started dating, Sam was already my friend and even so, I didn't feel entitled to tell her something. She would tell you at the right time okay?" she said and my brother laughed sarcastically." For starters, we're not dating. In fact, there isn't even an us and fuck that's your fault, because you're always the one who puts pressure on Sam to go out there." I could see Becca swallow hard and hold back tears, it was a stab in her." Sean! By..." Rebecca cuts me off." Okay Sam, he's right. It was really my fault, if I hadn't insisted so much, maybe this wouldn't happen to you and i wouldn't have seen how dumb and stupid the guy i fell in love with is. And that's it Sean, we are nothing and not even a we exists... you know what, I'm going for it!" said my friend and showed a smile that didn't fill her eyes."Becca wait, I didn't really mean that,” Sean said." But I did, and it's the purest truth." she replied."Shall we talk?" he insisted." We have nothing to talk about. Bye Sam." She said goodbye and left." You're an asshole, you imbecile!" I yell at him and go after Rebecca, but I still hear him mutter a 'shit' . I run towards the stairs and see Becca standing on the last step with her hand over her mouth, I take a deep breath and go down to her and put my hand on her shoulder. She turns towards me and I see her face all wet, I give a sideways smile and pull her into a hug." Sean is an idiot, but everything will be fine." I whisper to her." I really hope everything goes well..."I could only feel the impact of my body on each step, but when I reached the end of the stairs, the blow to my head was strong enough to make me dizzy, and my eyes went dark, I could only hear voices around me, screams and nothing else. The pain I felt was so great that it left me in a complete daze, my arms didn't move at all and I wanted to touch my belly, to know that my little ones were okay, that everything would be fine. But I couldn't even do that, my voice wouldn't come out and my consciousness was almost gone. "Sam?" I heard someone's voice calling me, but it was so far away, my body was starting to float. "Oh my God! It's really Sam." someone else shouted. I felt cold hands touching me and I couldn't tell who it was, I forced my eyes open but they wouldn't open, I just wanted to cry and scream. "Someone call the ambulance" I hear a female voice "No Jordan, don't move her, it's dangerous," I hear a familiar voice and I try to move. "She can't stay like this, look at her
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