After shrugging her shoulders, she stared at me for a few moments, then threw her head into her hands.She mumbled something, but I couldn’t quite make it out until she finally jumped up and began pacing.“I don’t know how it happened.”
“Girl, be so fucking for real right now.”
“All right, I know how it happened, but we were so careful,” she said.
I narrowed my eyes at my bestie.“Mmhmm.Careful as in …”
“As in … you know …” She shrugged again.“Sometimes pulling out.”
“Sometimes?!”
“Maybe once …”
“Once?!Diya!”
“What am I supposed to do?!He’s so fucking sexy, and I don’t know how to tell him.”
“He doesn’t know?!”I whisper-yelled.“He’s your stepdad!”
“I know.I know.”She placed her hands over her face.“I know!”
“I don’t think you know.”
“I do, but he has such a big dick …”
“Oh my God,” I said, as if I hadn’t convinced myself that sleeping with Diya’s brother wasn’t a problem because he had a big dick, too, and how could anyone ever say no when they were getting dicked down so, so good?
“It’s bad, isn’t it?”she asked.
“Bad?!”
I didn’t know what to say, except to repeat her words.Diya wasnotthe type to get pregnant young.Not saying that she’d be a bad mother, but she had so many aspirations to move far, far away, and she had so many mommy issues.
“Oh God,” she whispered, pacing the room and running a hand through her hair.“Oh God, when Calix finds out, he is going to kill both of us.What am I supposed to do?!How am I supposed to tell either of them?”
“Does Mr.Stepdaddy want kids?”I asked.
“Yes.No.I don’t know.”
“Have you talked about it?”
“No, but … don’t judge me, okay?”She peered over.“He has a breeding kink.”
“Girl, don’t we all at this point?”Must run in the family.“Let me guess.You have one too.”
Diya got all red and covered her face with her hands.“No!Maybe.What do I do?!”
“Do you want to keep it?”
Diya’s face dropped.“I don’t know.”
“There are options, you know.Adoption or abortion.”
Her lips curled into a frown.“I don’t know.I don’t want to do either of those, but I … I can’t see myself raising a baby now.What if people start asking who the father is?How am I going to say my teacher?”
“Ask Sakura Sato.”
“But she’s, like, so popular.”
