It is the next morning. We are at the church. We are sitting in are usual
seats in the back.
"Hey is it just me or is Brian looking at us as he is talking." I say, and
Judith looks up and sees Brian looking at them us the back as he is
preaching. He then turns his head
"Yeah I would say you are right. You don't think he heard us yesterday do
you?" she asks
"No of course not. Well I hope not. So is it all set up, with your
parents?" I ask. My hand gripping hers
"Yep, I still can't believe that we are doing this. You know two days ago
at this time everything was fine. I wasn't pregnant, well I didn't know
about it. I was on my way to be in the air force. I wasn't even going to
think about marriage. Till at least the end of high school" she starts
I make a shh sound and pull her close. Lucky everyone else is singing "It's
ok listen let's go out in the hall. That way we can talk in private" so I
take her out in to the hall and wave my hand in a no motion to Mr. Delasein
who was out in the hall. We head in to the library and I close the door
behind us. We then sit down on the couch
"I'm sorry it's just that well I fell like I always want to cry. You know
it's like one moment I'm all happy and the next I'm all weepy. I hate
crying you know. And I fell all needy like I can't do anything for myself.
I hate it" she now seems to be getting mad
"It's not your fault" she interrupts me
"Will you stop saying that can't you say anything else. Yes it is my fault.
Ok I know that you know that. So stop saying it's not. I'm not a little
girl I know what we did. You don't need to try to protect me. I am sick of
it ok so why don't you just get the hell out of here" she is mad. But so am
And I am hurt. Am I really that big of a jerk. Well looks like it. "Fine
you know what fine ok I am used to you yelling at me. But if you want a
break fine" I walk out then out of the church
She runs out after me "You get the hell back here. I'm not done yelling at
you yet. You always do this" she catches up to me and turns me around
"What do I do huh not stand there letting you yell at me. Wait I usually
do, do that. Let you chose what we do. Oh nope I let you do that. Support
you as much as possible, do I do that oh wait I do. Treat you as best as I
can. Hmm yep. Yell at you for treating me like dirt at times nope not
usually. Hold in my temper when you try to bring it out as much as
possible. Yes I usually do. But we need to get this straightened out. I
love you, you know that. I can understand that maybe you like someone else
better. But that doesn't mean you can treat me like trash," I yells back at
"No you make me fell guilty. I am mad, but you just have to make me fell
guilty." She pulls me close "So just shut up ok"
"Sure" she hits me "Owe what was that for"
"I told you to be quite" she giggles
"I seem to have a hard time with that"
"Yeah but you were right you know?" she says
"How was that" I am now curious
"You do take all the crap I give you. You are like my best friend, and well
I do like you. So I'm sorry it's just"
"Hormones" I give her the word
"Yeah sure whatever." We head back to church
"There is one thing I think we need to talk about that you brought up
though" she looks as if she doesn't know what I am talking about. "Well you
said you hadn't even thought about marriage, before high school before