My hands shook, everything in my head was screaming. I was terrified, I felt like I was about to explode.

I sat in the dark of the bath room staring blankly down at the little white stick.

I'd been sitting here for 30 minutes, too scared to turn on the lights. How many tests had I took? 8 or 9.

I fumbled for the switch and blinked against the bright light, I stared down at it. A negative sign meant you weren't pregnant. So far I hadn't seen any negative signs, and this was no different.

I threw it into the bath tub and sunk down onto the cool tile.

I knew who the father was, he was the only guy I'd ever had sex with.

Seventeen. Was my family cursed or something? My Grandmother had found out she was pregnant on her 17th birthday ( she was married) , my Mom got pregnant at 17 but her and my father were already planning on getting married, and here I was. Single. Pregnant. And utterly screwed.

I looked up at myself in the mirror, I looked nothing the like the perfect girl everyone at school thought I was. I looked little and scared.

My Phone rang and I reached up on the bathroom sink and grabbed it.

I stared at the caller ID, anger bubbling over and hit talk, "Hello?" I snapped.

"What the fuck, Syd, I didn't even do anything!"

I pinched the bridge of my nose, "Warren I'm pregnant."

It got quiet and for a second I thought he'd hung up, but then he cleared his throat his voice sounded thick when he spoke, "A-are You sure?"

"I've peed on ten different sticks, Warren, I'm pretty sure."

We sat there in silence for a long time.

"Does he know?"

I laughed, "No. Why would I tell him? You heard what he said, I was just an easy fuck to him."

Warren sighed and I could picture him running a hand through his hair, gray eyes shielded by his ever-present sun glasses...

"If You don't tell him I will."

Hurt flooded through me, but I knew I couldn't ask Warren to chose a friend over family.

"Okay."

Warren sighed, "Sydney he has a right to know... Despite what that asshole says he really does have feelings for you."

I laughed, it was dry and brittle sounding even to my ears, "Warren, He's gonna hate me. If he doesn't already, he will now. Who wants their teenage years fucked up by a baby?" I couldn't see the little miracle inside of me like that, but Levi hated me so much what if his hate was projected onto our baby too ?

Again I could picture Warren's jaw flexing as he contemplated this and then I could see those amazing fire blue eyes that belonged specifically to Levi, "He's outside by the pool. Syd you can't lie to him, He'd want to know and you and I both know it."

I could see Levi in my head, His short black hair sticking up in a sexy disarray. His long legs, the deeply toned muscles, the one dimple in his cheek, the way he cocked his head when he was listening closely, and how he bent down to talk to her. His long, artistic fingers and big hands, and the rare but stunning bright smile or grin.

I wiped furiously at a tear and Warren made a frustrated noise, "Syd, there's more than you know at play here. Me, Levi, The Bâfrer family is not what you think, at all."

Why did I still miss him, and smile when I thought of him -which was all ways- everything reminded me of him, and then I'd break down again.

"Why do you always block me out?"My voice was hoarse and I knew I looked like a prostitute, "You and him.. You both have your share of secrets but I'm sick and tired of being last to know."

"It's not like that," Warren snapped back, "You know everything about me-" he paused and cursed and I laughed, it was sharp and crackly.

"See?"

Then I heard something in the back ground, it sounded so amazing. It was manly and deep, and it sounded annoyed.

Levi.

"I'm on the phone with Sydney," Warren snapped and I listened anxiously for his reply.

I heard Warren chuckle and snidely say something that sounded like hypocrite and then the phone beeped and a static filled my ear, "Warren?"

"Yeah, Your on speaker."

My heart stuttered and I took a deep breathe, "Do you still want me to swing by later to help with that paper for the English Essay?"

We all knew we were off for 3 weeks and this could wait but Warren exhaled dramatically as if I'd saved his life, "Thanks Syd!"

"N-" My voice cracked, and I threw my phone across the bathroom and stood up on shaky legs. I hid the test and the wrappers under the sink and braced my hand on the sink.

My normally glossy wheat blonde hair was stuck up in places, my eyes were big and red rimmed. I grabbed a make-up removed pad and furiously scrubbed my eye shadow off. My face was red when I was done. I ran a brush through my hair and pulled it up in a sloppy bun which was usual for me because every since 4 months ago when Levi had said it was beautiful when It was down I hadn't braided my hair nor wore it up.

Then I brushed my teeth and admired the straight, pearl whites. It had taken 3 years of braces and a Colgate whitening strips to give me this smile.

I put on more deodorant and then I opened the door, and almost cringed at how happy it felt in there. The walls were pastel blue, and I had a princess canopy bed with a royal blue tufted head-board, and matching Victoria Secrets Love Pink sheets in a dark blue.

Then there was my body-mirror, My shoe racks, My closet stock piled of neatly organized clothes, my desk, My shelves of books and cd's.

I wanted to walk back in the bath room and stay there. I took a deep breath and gathered my strength, I knew I couldn't make Levi think I was moving on because he would see through me. He always did, even when I told my most convincing lies.

What did one wear when meeting the guy who their in love with so much that it hurts but they hate to the point of being repulsed? Did that even make sense?

I sighed and crossed the room, the wooden floors were cool against my feet even though the rest of me felt to hot.

I grabbed the closet handles and jerked it open and sighed again, this time louder and my shoulders dropped. I knew what would happen when I saw him, I would look into those beautiful blue eyes and he would see the adoration and me mooning over him.

What would the Sydney before Levi wear? I shuffled through my clothes, pausing on the ones I'd exclusivity bought for spring break .

I pulled out a cute fringe tank top with tribal patterns all over it. It made me look tan even though I didn't go to the beach anymore, I just stayed at home.

Then I decided to put on dark blue ripped shorts. It was weird but even know Levi was in the back of my mind, he would hate the shorts. He always got jealous, it was adorable.

Then I wandered over to my shoe rack and my favorite pair of sandals caught my eye. The thongs that went between your big toe and whatever your second toe was called was a met silver sea horse with blue gems fore eyes.

Maybe Levi would leave, he couldn't even walk in the hall-way if he saw me. He would duck into a random class room or just turn around. How stupid was I? We hooked up, he never promised anything.

I wouldn't be able to wear these shorts for a very long time. Nine months to be exact. I took a deep breath and sat down on my bed to fasten on the sandals.

I fish-tail braided my hair and let the braid trail down, it stopped above my belly button and I was a little scared to walk in front of the mirror.

I walked slowly across the floor, and stopped in front of the mirror. My stomach bulged out, my breasts looked heavy and full and I had this healthy glow and Levi was grinning behind me his big hands wrapped gently over my belly, I blinked and it was gone. I wished will all my heart that it was true.

My eyes weren't red anymore, they were dark a dark velvet color, the pupil blended straight in. I was the same, bright pink lips, naturally slim eyebrows, high cheekbones. Why wasn't I good enough for him? I didn't feel like the girl I was at the beginning of the year, I'd been confident and I was determined to go this whole year without any boy. Then Levi's school had closed down and their students had merged with ours. I never would of went out of my way to talk to the bad-ass senior his reputation made him out to be if my best friend (Warren) hadn't introduced us at a barbeque. I wished I could say I regret meeting him but I don't, and I never will even with as much as he hurts me.

I jerked away from the mirror and walked over to the desk and grabbed my keys, and then I had to head back to the bathroom and put my phone back together.

I don't think it really hit me until I was in the car, almost to his house, what I was about to do. What if Levi didn't believe me? What if Warren already told him and he thought I wasn't going to tell him? What if...

A big house with stone and log mixed in this beautiful, woodsy way came into view. I knew every room in that house like the back of my hand just like Warren knew mine.

There was a big silver 4x4 truck, a shiny black SUV and a bride red Jeep. Two of the cars were Levi's, the SUV was his baby (if you excuse the pun).

I cut off my car and took a deep breathe, I let a few tears fall but then I resolutely to save it for when I was alone. I didn't need his pity.

I took a deep gulp of hair, my chest burned and so did the back of my eyes but I ignored it and slid my keys into my pocket and got out of my car.

I looked up as I walked up the side-walk and my heart pounded and nearly exploded, my stomach flipped and the tears burned like a fire.

I couldn't even offer a wobbly smile or smirk, I kept my head down and briskly walked up to the front door.

Warren was standing there, his Nike's scuffing the ground in an anxious way and his sun glasses were pushed up to rest on his head, "Come on in Syd."

I followed him in and kept close to him, "Did you tell him?" I murmured.

Warren shook his head, his tall, lanky frame ambling beside me with ease, "But he knows something is up."

I took a deep breathe, and tugged roughly on one of the fringe strings.

The living room was big, with high walls and an arched ceiling, Everything was deep russet colors and maroon, one of the walls was made of all glass and had big stone and brick fireplace.

Black leather couches and Antique red oak arm tables and a massive flat screen, and four big foot rests made up the rest of the ensemble.

I looked over at the stairs, which went from wall to wall, I froze. My heart exploded in my chest, it burst with rapid and steady "Buh-bumps" and I could hear it echoing in my hand.

Levi cocked his head, his eyebrows furrowed and his face blank. He was thinking.

His eyes flickered over me, from toes to head before resting on my face. He looked like he was sniffing the air.

"Levi," Warren's voice was even but there was a not-so-subtle edge to it.

Levi nodded, his big shoulders rising and falling under a white shirt, " I know," Levi walked down the steps and I swallowed my mouth felt full of saliva.

Warren plopped down on the couch, his shadowed gaze flickering up at me and I tried to look anywhere but Levi's eyes, but I was drawn in like I always was. Nothing was ever going to change.

"Levi, "I repeated, my voice thick and hoarse and I pretended like I didn't care, "We need to talk."

He inclined his head, and paused at the end of the stairs, and his eyes burned me, they were like the hottest part of the fire and they glowed, they were so beautiful, "Yeah we do, "He took a deep breath and smirked, "Considering your about 6 weeks pregnant."

"How do you know?" I shrieked, my arms flying around my stomach. Warren quickly and briskly walked out of the room and I wanted to chase after him and beat him to death with his stupid glasses.

Levi crossed his arms, his eyes suddenly gentle and sad. Sadder than mine, and more tormented, "I know it's mine, I can smell it on you. It's too late to turn back now." He laughed and it was so angry and forced that I took a step back.

"You smell it on me? That's bull shit," I replied, trying to steady my shaking body.

He shot across the room, so fast I barley blinked when we were face to face. Face to face, Levi... My heart sputtered, like the shards were all fixing them selves.

Levi framed my face in his hands, then he pulled me into a hug and I burst into tears. I pummeled his chest and kicked and maybe bit but he just held me, his arms holding me safe and close.

When I was done, red-eyed and tired, he just pulled me down on the couch and held me like a baby. Baby, baby, baby.

"I'm not going to have some twilight moment with you, Sye," Levi shrugged and kissed my for-head, " I was going to leave you alone, I didn't know if you could handle who I am. Then I let you go, because I realized..." He shook his head, "I mean fuck, no one told me it would be like this."

I scoffed, "And it was easy for me? First you loved, gave me attention and made me feel like You were my world and then you suddenly just shove me away?" I laughed like he did, loud and angry, "I'm still in love with you, And do you know how terrified I was that you'd hate me even more and even hate our child? But I didn't run away, I considered and I wanted to but I came here... I cam here and here I am hanging on to every word you say, adoring you."

I covered his mouth before he could reply, "All or nothing. I want this baby to have a daddy. I want you to be there and see them grow up, all the highs and lows. But You have to tell me the truth Levi."

Levi nodded and I watched his Jaw work, " You won't believe me."

"Try me."

He set me down next to him and sat down, "I know for a fucking fact you won't believe me so I'll show you."

There was a loud ripping noise and suddenly Levi wasn't there anymore. A big, black wolf the size of a Grizzle bear with glowing blue eyes was in his place.