Pregnant By My Stepfather

Chapter 3

I was driving home, and as I stopped at a red light I saw the last person I thought I would see. Avery. I smiled and rolled down my window. He did the same, and said "Hey Clare! Wanna get a drink?"

"A drink?" I asked, "like a beer?"

"Well if you don't want to.."

I said, interrupting, "no, no, I do."

"Follow me, my lady." He said smiling.

I followed him, and we both pulled into a bar called Rooftop Lounge.

It was quite glorious for a bar.

We walked in, and I asked him. "Aren't we a little young to be drinking."

He said, "sometimes we have to, to get stuff off our minds."

"And these people will us?" I asked.

"This is the only bar in Laguna Beach that will let minors drink alcohol. But most of our parents let us drink."

"So, do you need to get things off your mind today?" I asked.

"Yeah, acutually I do."

"Wanna share?" I asked.

"My dad, he uhh, abuses my mom." He said.

"Oh wow, I'm so sorry." I said to him.

"Atleast, most of the time he does it when I'm not there." He tells me.

"But, he still does."

"Yeah." He looks sad. I feel so bad for him. I wanna share a big thing in my life too, but I can't share this. Not this..