I felt a pillow hit my head and looked up to see my sister staring at me like I was mad. "Hell girl! Go! I wouldn't let that out of my sight ever" she partially screamed. I jumped off my bed and ran after him. Lord wouldn't it sucks if I had to walk I thought. No, my conscience said, it would suck to let him getaway. Lord, I was turning in to my sister, but worse.
"Pregnant teen lusting after man not fathering her child". I could see the headlines now… I got to the car just as he was turning it on and awkwardly jumped into the passenger seat of the low slung car.
The car ride over to Olivia‟s had to be the most awkward drive I have ever been on. I sat there waiting for John to say something but he said nothing. I knew from experience that the drive took about ten minutes so that means I had about five left. I could do this, I thought.
"SO, you're Amelia, huh?" he asked. Holy crap he is talking to me, I thought to panic. What to say to an amazingly hot guy who already hates you? "Yes" was my reply. Just yes. Hel, I had great conversations. I was just bloody brilliant. "You are a friend of O‟s. She mentioned you in some letters a while ago"
"Yeah, I guess. We have been friends for a while" I mumbled He laughed. I couldn't work out what was so funny so I turned to him and stared at him. He noticed my confused expression and tried to stop, but the corners of his mouth were still twitching.
"Sorry, O says you never shut up. Always talking, but you don't seem to be saying much" he laughed. I suppressed a smile and looked out my window. I watched as the houses went by in a blur. I thought it as a metaphor. I was seventeen and my life seemed to be over. It had gone by so fast, just like the houses we drove past.
Finally, we got to Olivia's and John‟s place. I saw Olivia herself sitting on the front porch waiting for me, her eyes lighting up when she saw up pull into the driveway. I hurried to get out of the car.
"PREGNANT! HOW THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU PREGNANT! Lord WHY THE HELL COULDN‟T YOU BE CAREFUL LIKE EVERYONE ELSE WHO IS HAVING SEX" she screamed running towards me.
I looked at her like she was mad. Had she just screamed that out in the middle of her street? Kids from school lived around here. Then I remembered John was just behind me. I glanced back at him and saw the shocked look on his face, and then anger. I went to tell Olivia to shut up, but the words weren't coming.
I needed her help, definitely not her pity or anger or anything else. She was my only friend, an only true friend and she had just yelled the one thing I had trusted her with to the entire world. I stood there feeling hurt and embarrassed but much betrayed.
"Olivia, Shut up would you" came John‟s voice. I was still rooted to the ground, emotions swirling around me like crazy. I felt an arm snake around my shoulder; I looked up to see John.
"Geeze Sis would you like that if somebody, a friend, told that to the world?" he said angrily. He started to pull me towards the house and through the front door. He sat me on the couch and walked into another room. I was still semi-shocked but recovering nicely.
A minute later, John came back through with a glass of iced tea and a sandwich, placed it in front of me and sat down in a chair opposite me. I stared at the plate then at him with a "what the f**k" look on my face. Why was he being nice? I was expecting the name-calling and the degrading to come about now.
He was just sitting there with his eyes trained on me. "You should eat", he said quietly. I looked at the food again and back at him. "Why are you being so nice?" I asked. He went to open his mouth to talk when Olivia came running into the room, hurdling herself into my arms and apologizing.
I looked back at John only to see he had left during my distraction. Olivia dragged me up to her room with a determination that I will admit scared me. It has been ages since I have been up here and when she opened the door my mouth dropped open so far I was almost positive it was touching the floor. Olivia who had walked in first realized that I was still standing at the door and looked at me like I was crazy or overreacting.
But, hell, photos are covering every inch of the walls of hot guys. From celebrities too, Holy Cow, even guys from school! I always knew that there could be no way that Olivia was gay, only because she loved guys way too much, but this was just a little over the top…