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“Can we have the restroom please?” I asked the two girls that were fixing their make-up in the mirror.
They glared at me. “Go find somewhere else to make out.”
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell them that I wasn’t actually a lesbian or bisexual, but Gemma didn’t give me a chance.
“Get the fuck out!” Gemma screamed at them, shocking the hell out of me. I swung my wide eyes to my best friend.
Something was definitely wrong. Gemma didn’t lose her cool like that. She was always extremely happy and hyper.
They walked out, shooting Gemma dirty looks as they did so. She flipped the lock on the main door before turning to me. “I’m pregnant,” she whispered.
I stared at her for a moment, waiting to see if she was going to suddenly announce that this was a joke. But she only stared back at me. I finally heaved a sigh. “Whose baby is it?” I asked her. Gemma slept around a lot, so it was a sensible question to ask.
She fidgeted nervously. “I’m ninety-nine percent sure that it’s Brandon Brinson’s – Seth’s older cousin.”
My eyes widened. Oh, I knew who he was. Everyone in our small ass town knew who Brandon Brinson was. “Gemma!” I whisper-yelled. “Are you out of your mind?”
Brandon Brinson had just gotten out of prison for arson. He’d gone in when he was seventeen and served four years inside. He was the absolute worst person to be having a baby with.
She burst into tears. I quickly pulled her into a hug and held her, gently rubbing her back. I didn’t know what to say. What the hell could I say?
Gemma was torn the fuck up over this, and I knew nothing I could have said would have made her feel better. So, I did the only thing I knew to do.
Which was offer her my silent support.
As Gemma cried in my arms, I quickly sent a text to Trent letting him know I’d catch a ride with Gemma. She didn’t need to be alone right now.
