MY HEART stopped the minute that phrase left her lips. The words kept replaying in my head over and over again like a broken record. I stared at her in shock; trying to decipher if what she said was truth or if I was dreaming.

I think I might be pregnant.

I think I might be pregnant.

I think I might be pregnant. . .

"Are. . . Are you sure?" I finally managed to ask.

She placed her tea cup on the nightstand. "It's not for certain," she replied. "but I think that it is. I've been cramping but not bleeding. I've also been receiving nausea." She shrugged. "It's no big deal, I'll just get a test done when we go back to Highgate."

My jaw clenched. "It's not a big deal?!" I snapped. "Am, I think it is! Who the fuck did you fuck?" I suddenly became enraged that she slept with someone else. And if that someone else caused her to become pregnant, I was going to beat his brains to a pulp. If he thought he could get away that easily by knocking up my best friend, he'd be in for a rude awakening.

Rolling her eyes, Amelia sighed. "It was a guy I met at one of those frat parties. I got drunk and I was missing you, so in order to get my mind off of you, I had to distract myself somehow." She looked down at her shoes, then back up at me. "And why do you care who I slept with anyway? You went with a cougar!"

Sighing, I looked into her eyes. I didn't want to reveal my feelings towards her, but damn it, I couldn't help it. She wouldn't understand any of it if I reserved my feelings.

"I. . ." I began. However, when I saw the angry look in her eyes, I knew she'd return back to cynicism and retort. "You know what? Never mind."

She scoffed. "Yeah, that's what I thought."

I then got up to leave the room when she said that. I couldn't handle it anymore. I was hurt, and I needed to know the truth. Was she really pregnant? Why did I feel the need to uncover the possibility? Amelia was right -- it wasn't my business and I went with someone else. So in her defense, that was her decision to make whether she wanted to take a test now or later.

But whatever decision she'd make, whether it'd be good or bad, I vowed to myself that I would be there for her -- whether she liked it or not.

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