Chapter Twenty-Five

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Chapter Twenty-Five

The slower I wanted the months to go, the faster they went. I was already a couple of days from becoming five months, I still couldn't believe it. Now all I had was the weekend then Monday I'd officially be five months.

I sat on the floor in the living room, watching a little kid show with Lilly. I loved how she always spoke to the t.v. like they could actually hear her.

There was a knock on the door, so I got up and walked over to it. When I opened it, Julia ran right in, not even waiting for me to tell her she could come in.

"I need to talk to you." She said, she looked frightened.

"Okay, let's go to my room." I replied, she grabbed my arm and practically dragged me there.

Once we were inside she slammed the door shut, and locked it.

"Oh my gosh...." She looked like she was about to cry.

"What?" I asked, she didn't answer. "Julia, tell me now, before I force you to."

She took a deep breathe. "Brett.... Brett wants me to sleep with him..."

I froze. "He... what!" I said practically shouting. "You cannot not have sex with him!"

"Don't say that word!" She hissed. Julia has always hated the word sex, I never knew why though.

"Well, you can't Julia! Your a virgin, and it should stay that way until marriage." 

"Your not a virgin!" 

I froze. I didn't realize that until now, but it wasn't my fault that I wasn't anymore.. "Julia... that's not my fault if that didn't happen I still would be!"

"I doubt it, you have guys all over you." She looked away, I hated how people always did that to me.

"Are you calling me a slut?" I screamed.

"Maybe I am! Your just jealous that a guy wants to sleep with me, and not you!" She yelled.

"I'M PREGNANT! AND THERE IS NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT! IT WASN'T EVEN MY FAULT!" My voice had risen so much, I knew the whole house could hear me.

"Whatever! I can make my own choices, SO STOP ACTING LIKE MY MOM!" With that she turned away and ran out the door. 

I fell to the ground tears pouring out of my eyes. I just had the worst fight ever with my best friend... What was I going to do?

My mom walked in. "Sweetheart are you okay?" I knew she heard most of our conversation, but my mom was never the one to intervene unless you wanted her to, I liked that about her.

"Yeah.." I stood up, I knew what I had to do. "I'll be back in a Little bit." I grabbed my shoes and headed downstairs.

I had to talk to Eric..

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A/N: I know this chapter is short, and I'm sorry, but the fourth month is gonna be quite short. Well, all the months are gonna be short, because the slower she wants the time to go, the faster it goes. Thanks for reading, and I hope you comment. :) Or Like :) Or whatever. :)

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