Some Nights

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Okay, so two updates in a very close range, I think I deserve a high-five. This chapter does include more romance than usual, and I really want to thank KandyKate for doing me a solid and getting me that sexyasanything picture of my lover, Logan Lerman. Thanks so much guys, remember to FAN AND VOTE AND COMMENT!!

How does one deal with things like this? For starters, I'm bad with upset people. So my best friend informs me that she's preggo in the eggo, and I have pretty much nothing to say. I have no idea what to say/do. They need to write a damn book about stuff like this: How to Deal with Your Best Friends Teen Pregnancy.

HTDWYBFTP for short. Maybe they can make it into one of those 'For Dummies' books. Those books got me through so friggin much.

"Oh." I squeaked, hugging her tightly. I didn't want her to think that I wasn't by her side on this whole thing, but I was still realing from the shock.

Robin, the girl who goes to church every Sunday with her Jesus-loving mother, is pregnant? It's like finding out that the salads from McDonalds are more fattening than the burgers. Or watching that movie, 'Supersize Me'. That was just plain disturbing.

"Robin, that's great!" Jenna stepped in, her eyes wide with panic. It seemed that she had been thinking along the same lines as I was.

"Who's the hunk that convinced you to hit the hay?" Fred asked in an interested tone, blinking at her expectantly.

She started sobbing harder, if that's possible, her shoulders heaving with the effort.

I wasn't doing too bad, though, considering the situation. I may have been about to pass out, but I was lasting longer than I would have if it was anyone else having a sob fest on my lap.

"Nikki, you look really pale..." Fred said suddenly, looking at me with concern.

"No, no, I'm fine." I took a shallow breath, gulping down the sweet oxygen.

"I-it was Zander Sinclair, that asshole!" she whimpered from my lap, sniffling a little bit. But it seemed that she was done with the whole bawling her eyes out on me, so that's a plus.

"When on Earth did you see Zander Sinclair?" I thought back to his charming face, and the way that he would look at you if he thought you were remotely bangable. Robin and Zander hated one another like nothing I had ever seen before, more than my hate for Earl Montgomery. The fact that they... copulated was more than my small, tired brain could manage.

"At that party a month ago. I let loose, too loose, and got drunk. Zander was too, and we..." she trailed off, sparing me from the barf-worthy gruesome details of sex with Zander Sinclair.

"So you're a month pregnant?" Jenna asked, just to be clear.

Robin nodded silently, glancing down to her still flat stomach. Robin the stick was gonna blow up like a balloon soon, and that thought wasn't even remotely funny to me now as it would have been about an hour ago.

"What are you going to do?" Fred asked, and I was glad that I wasn't the one asking all the questions. I didn't want Robin to get fed up with the interrogation I would surely have given had I been by myself. She probably would have left and I would be on the outs for the early stages of her pregnancy.

"I'm going to wait until I hit the three month mark. Lots of babies aren't strong enough to make it past that mark." she said solemnly, and I studied her face.

"But that's not what you want." I guessed, knowing her facial expression.

"No. I want to keep my baby. I want him to grow strong and healthy." she whispered, and I surprised myself by pulling her into a hug. She seemed surprised, too, but didn't say anything.

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