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Brooke had Indianna's hand, she squeezed it tightly. Indianna turned to her curly haired friend and smiled. "I don't know why I'm so nervous," Indianna admitted.

Brooke looked around the hospital waiting room. White floors, white ceilings and uncomfortable blue chairs. The light above them was flickering on and off. Brooke had always hated hospitals.

"I'd be surprised if you weren't nervous," Brooke said.

"Thank you for being here," Indianna said.

"What are best friends for," Brooke smiled. "Your bump's growing."

"People are going to find out soon," Indianna whispered. "I don't want to be the pregnant girl with the dead boyfriend."

"Screw what everyone else thinks," Brooke said. "Everyone that matters already knows the truth."

Indianna nodded. "You're right."

The girls sat in a comfortable silence for while, until Brooke sighed and looked at Indianna. "Can I ask a question?"

"Of course."

"Did you..." Brooke gulped. "Did you ever think about not keeping it?"

Indianna looked at her stom