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Authors: Kimberly Schwartzmiller
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mean…shot? She’s on the pill…” Kellan said and then stopped when Mr. Benson glared at him.
“You knew about this?” Mr. Benson snapped at his wife.
“Yeah, I took her to get the shot,” she said, then focused on her daughter who was still staring down at her plate, not uttering a word.
“Brianna!” her father shouted.
Brianna looked up at her father, “Oh, Daddy…I’m sorry,” she mumbled and then ran off to her room.
I looked over at Kellan and felt horrible. “Kellan, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to…” my eyes were filling up with tears.
“It’s okay. We had to tell them, sometime.” He dropped his napkin in his plate and looked up at Mr. Benson and said, “I guess I should go talk to her…”
“I think you’ve done enough!” Mr. Benson snapped, irate.
“Jim, calm down,” Mrs. Benson said. She turned to Kellan and said, “I don’t understand, I mean, I took her to get the shot. She told me she got one in Connecticut last month. She said she didn’t want to take the pill…”
Kellan looked at her strangely and said, “She never said anything about a shot. I um, I guess I’ll go calm her down. Abby, I’ll be right back,” he said.
“How could you take her to get birth control? You know how I feel…”
“Would you rather she got pregnant? They’re living together, Jim. Think about it!” Mrs. Benson snapped.
“A lot of good it did…he knocked her up, anyway!” Mr. Benson shouted.
“On second thought, Abby, why don’t you come with me?” he said, not sure which was the lesser of two evils: his upcoming talk with Brianna, or her parents heated discussion.
“Brianna?” Kellan knocked on her door.
“Go away,” she sniffled.
“I think we should talk. May I come in, please?”
When she didn’t answer, he opened the door and we both walked in.
“I’m so sorry, Brianna. I didn’t mean to say that.” I felt so bad for all the trouble I had just caused, even though I hadn’t meant it.
“You ruined everything,” she said to me and turned away.
“Brianna, come on. They were going to find out eventually. Now, it’s out in the open. It’ll be okay.”
She buried her head under her pillow.
“Talk to me. What’s wrong? You weren’t this upset about it earlier. I told you I’d marry you.”
“Why?”
“Why, what?” Kellan asked.
“Why are you marrying me? Do you want to marry me?” she asked.
Kellan looked down and didn’t say anything for a minute. Finally, he said, “I thought you wanted to get married?”
“That’s not what I asked. Do you…love me?” she asked.
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
“You don’t have to stay. You’re off the hook, you don’t have to marry me,” Brianna said, and turned away from him.
“You’re talking crazy. We already talked about this…we’re getting married.”
“No, we’re not.”
“I don’t understand…what did your mom mean about getting a shot?”
She refused to look at him.
“I’ll be right back,” he said, and walked into the bathroom.
I stood in the corner, not sure what to do. I stood there, looking at the beautiful, plush carpet and thought how the carpet in my room paled by comparison. I heard Kellan flush the toilet and wash his hands. He walked out of the bathroom with a box in his hand.
“You said you took the test I bought you?” he asked Brianna.
She finally sat up and faced him. “I told you, you’re off the hook.”
“I don’t understand,” he said, looking at the unopened box.
“I lied!” she said, sitting up now.
“You lied? What do you mean, you lied?” he asked, his breath quickened.
“I just…I didn’t want to lose you,” she said, looking down.
“So, you made up the whole thing? Why?”
“I just told you, I didn’t want to lose you. I know you’re not…happy, with me anymore.”
“So, you just tried to trick me into marrying you? How could you do that?” he asked, pacing the room now.
“I love you.”
“You have a
“You knew about this?” Mr. Benson snapped at his wife.
“Yeah, I took her to get the shot,” she said, then focused on her daughter who was still staring down at her plate, not uttering a word.
“Brianna!” her father shouted.
Brianna looked up at her father, “Oh, Daddy…I’m sorry,” she mumbled and then ran off to her room.
I looked over at Kellan and felt horrible. “Kellan, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to…” my eyes were filling up with tears.
“It’s okay. We had to tell them, sometime.” He dropped his napkin in his plate and looked up at Mr. Benson and said, “I guess I should go talk to her…”
“I think you’ve done enough!” Mr. Benson snapped, irate.
“Jim, calm down,” Mrs. Benson said. She turned to Kellan and said, “I don’t understand, I mean, I took her to get the shot. She told me she got one in Connecticut last month. She said she didn’t want to take the pill…”
Kellan looked at her strangely and said, “She never said anything about a shot. I um, I guess I’ll go calm her down. Abby, I’ll be right back,” he said.
“How could you take her to get birth control? You know how I feel…”
“Would you rather she got pregnant? They’re living together, Jim. Think about it!” Mrs. Benson snapped.
“A lot of good it did…he knocked her up, anyway!” Mr. Benson shouted.
“On second thought, Abby, why don’t you come with me?” he said, not sure which was the lesser of two evils: his upcoming talk with Brianna, or her parents heated discussion.
“Brianna?” Kellan knocked on her door.
“Go away,” she sniffled.
“I think we should talk. May I come in, please?”
When she didn’t answer, he opened the door and we both walked in.
“I’m so sorry, Brianna. I didn’t mean to say that.” I felt so bad for all the trouble I had just caused, even though I hadn’t meant it.
“You ruined everything,” she said to me and turned away.
“Brianna, come on. They were going to find out eventually. Now, it’s out in the open. It’ll be okay.”
She buried her head under her pillow.
“Talk to me. What’s wrong? You weren’t this upset about it earlier. I told you I’d marry you.”
“Why?”
“Why, what?” Kellan asked.
“Why are you marrying me? Do you want to marry me?” she asked.
Kellan looked down and didn’t say anything for a minute. Finally, he said, “I thought you wanted to get married?”
“That’s not what I asked. Do you…love me?” she asked.
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
“You don’t have to stay. You’re off the hook, you don’t have to marry me,” Brianna said, and turned away from him.
“You’re talking crazy. We already talked about this…we’re getting married.”
“No, we’re not.”
“I don’t understand…what did your mom mean about getting a shot?”
She refused to look at him.
“I’ll be right back,” he said, and walked into the bathroom.
I stood in the corner, not sure what to do. I stood there, looking at the beautiful, plush carpet and thought how the carpet in my room paled by comparison. I heard Kellan flush the toilet and wash his hands. He walked out of the bathroom with a box in his hand.
“You said you took the test I bought you?” he asked Brianna.
She finally sat up and faced him. “I told you, you’re off the hook.”
“I don’t understand,” he said, looking at the unopened box.
“I lied!” she said, sitting up now.
“You lied? What do you mean, you lied?” he asked, his breath quickened.
“I just…I didn’t want to lose you,” she said, looking down.
“So, you made up the whole thing? Why?”
“I just told you, I didn’t want to lose you. I know you’re not…happy, with me anymore.”
“So, you just tried to trick me into marrying you? How could you do that?” he asked, pacing the room now.
“I love you.”
“You have a
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