Not a Fantasy
Chapter 8
Megan's POV:
We arrived at the party to be greeted by Amy. She looked like she'd been crying. "Hey Amy, you okay?" I asked worried. "Yeah, i'm fine. Hey, Trey can i talk to you for a sec, it's about..science" Trey looked at me, i nodded. But then i realized something, they don't have science together.
So, i decided to creep on there conversation. I went up to the kitchen door, and listened. "AMY, WHAT THE HELL. YOU CAN'T BE PREGNANT!" i heard Amy sob, "I just went to the doctors, I AM!" i gasped. "Well then get an abortion!" Trey protested. "I would NEVER kill someone's potential life!" she cried. "Well then I'm out! If Meg was to find out, i'd be dead!" I heard his footsteps come near then stop.
"Your not getting of that easy! It's all your fault!" she screamed. "How?!" "You spiked my drink! You got me drunk! You took advantage of me! Your a douche and Megan deserves better!" I couldn't help myself, i barged in.
"Megan, how much did you he-" Amy started. "All of it, thank you Amy. Oh, and Trey?" i slapped him. "F••k you!" i ran out of the party. I had nowhere to go, no one that could be there for me..except one person.
Jesse's POV:
"Coming!" i yelled to the knock on the door. I was suprised to find Megan standing there, blotches of mascara on her cheeks, her face bright red, tears streaming down her face. She looked beautiful. "Wow, Megan. What a suprise, i mean we haven't talked since.." my voice trailed off. "I kn-know, c-can i c-c-c-come i-in?" she choked. I nodded and held the door open. She ran into my room crying, with me following behind her. Okay, what did the douche do now?