The Unknown

Where's your phone?

Stacey's pov

Shane and I went to Mike's room to wait for him.

When Mike walked in, he pointed to his bed and sternly said, "Sit down, Stacey." I gingerly sat down on my smarting backside. "Where's your phone?" he asked.

"In my purse. Why?" I pointed to his desk where I had set it down when Shane and I walked in. Mike started searching through my purse. "You come home thirty-two minutes late and you seriously wonder why I'm taking your phone?" Mike continued digging through my purse. "What the Hell is this, Stacey Marie?"

My heart skipped a beat as I looked up and saw Mike holding my birth control pills in his hand. Shit, I know damn well he knows exactly what that is, I mean he's a doctor for chrissake. I bit my bottom lip and looked intently at the floor, unwilling to face Mike's angry glare.

"Are you having sex with that boy, Stacey?" Mike looked both shocked and furious at the same time.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to lie to Mike but I sure as Hell didn't want to tell the truth either, so I did the next best thing and looked at my feet while saying nothing.

"Answer me, Stacey Marie!" Mike was quickly losing his patience.

Without looking up, I softly replied, "Yes."

"WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU? YOU'RE SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD, STACEY, YOU HAVE NO BUSINESS HAVING SEX. YOU ARE STILL A MINOR UNDER MY CARE AND I'LL BE DAMNED IF I'M GOING TO ALLOW YOU TO CONTINUE THIS KIND OF RECKLESS BEHAVIOR." Mike slammed my packet of birth control pills down on his desk.

"It's my body, I should be able to do what I want." I don't know where the confidence to speak that way came from but judging by the look on Mike's face, I'm definitely going to regret saying it.

Mike turned around in a flash.

"That's where you're wrong, young lady. Until you are on your own and able to support yourself, you are my responsibility and that includes making sure you take care of yourself physically, emotionally, and spiritually so until that day comes, you are not allowed anywhere near that boy. He's been nothing but trouble since you laid eyes on him."

I shook my head in disbelief, "I'm not going to stop seeing him and if we want to have sex you're not going to stand in our way." I was on my feet now and my cheeks were flushed with anger.

"Whom the Hell do you think you're speaking to, young lady? How dare you tell me no." Mike was fuming.

"At least we're using protection and this wasn't just some spur of the moment decision made due to teenage hormones. I went to Dr. Evans and we had several private sessions to discuss my feelings. When I was ready to be with Sean, she took me to one of her colleagues who's a gynecologist and she examined me before prescribing birth control pills. Sean also got tested for stds including hiv not once but twice, three months apart, before we started having sex and I still make him use condoms. So don't stand here, Mike, and tell me how reckless we're being or accuse me of not thinking this through because that's not only insulting, it's simply not true." My heart was beating a million miles a minute right now as I waited to see how Mike was going to respond.

Mike shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair, taking some deep slow breaths inbetween.

"I can't...I just don't know...This is just too much to deal with right now," Mike stammered, clearly he was frustrated and having immense difficulty putting together a coherent train of thought.

"My cousin was right, you're not only unreasonable but completely incapable of entertaining anyone else's viewpoint, if it opposes your own," I brazenly stated to Mike.