I think for hours. I just can'tfigure out what to do. If people find out that The 18 year old Biebs got a 14 year old pregnant, his career would be over. I can't do that to him. I can't tell him.
The next morning, I call Justin on the number he gave me, since he is in Hawaii now, it takes a long time befroe it rings.
I realise that my hands are shaking and tears are moving down my cheeks. But, I just ignore it. He finally picks up and I'm lost for words.
"Hey, who is this?" He says after a moment of silence. I get myself together and finally find my words, "Justin, its me. Bethany." I can feel him cheering up.
"Hey, babe. Miss me already? I really wish you were here. I miss you alot. I guess this was a bad idea..." He keeps talking as I try to stop myself from bursting into tears.
"Beth, you there? Is everything okay?", he asks when I don't reply.
I take a deep breath and finally speak up, "Look Justin, I don't think this relationship is going to work out. You are usually going to be away and I want a boyfriend who would be there for me... " I continue, "I'm sorry Justin. I really am. Please don't call me or come looking for me. Goodbye." I quickly hang up before he could answer.
I couldn't have done anything else. I guess this is my best option. I have decided to keep my baby. I want it.
But, no one will know its Justin's baby. I best friend Shawn is helping me with this. I told him everything last night. I know he will never tell anyone. The best story I can come up with is, I got raped. No one will know who the father is.
The next morningI come downstairs where my mum is reading her book.
Slightly leaning against the wall i say, "mum, can we talk?" She looks up, surprised andworried, probably because of the scared look on my face.
Dad is out of town for two days so thats good. "sure honey, whats going on?" She asks, motioning me to sit next to her.
I am too afraid, so I just stand near the sofa. I take a deep breathand start, "mum, please don't be mad." I continue trying not to make eye contact, "I..... I'm.."
I struggle to get the words out but my mum is getting curious. "What is it Bethany?" She yells. "Mum I'm pregnant." I've said it.
Her mouth drops open and there is a long silence. She finally breaks down with anger, "What? What did youjust say Bethany?" she gets up and walk towards me in anger.
I quickly blurt out, "mum it wasn't my fault. I got raped." she slows down and asks for an explanation.I tell her what I planned and she sits me down.
"Oh honey. Oh... I'm so sorry." She wraps her arms around me, "I'm so sorry honey." she continues, "good thing, your dad isn't here. You have to get an abortion before he returns okay? We will do that the first thing in the morning." my heart sinks to the bottom.
"Mum, what do you me by abortion?" I ask unwrapping her arms. "Well, you don't want to keep it do you? Do you?" she asks, demanding for an answer.
"I'm keeping this baby mum. I want it. I'm not getting an abortion." I run to my room and lock the door.
She tries to get me out there but I can't face her. Not right now.
Today my dad arrived. When he found out about this, he said he won't talk to me until I get an abortion.
But I refuse to get one.
To Be Continued....