Meg and I entered nervously into the doctors office, ready for Meg's appointment. Meg was scared to the point of shaking; I took her hand in mine and gave it a tight squeeze, she squeezed back and gave me an empty smile.

"I can't believe I'm doing this" she said "Thanks for coming with me, mum was too ashamed to even think about it"

"She'll come around" I said "Dad will too, you just need to give them some time"

"I hope so" she said "I really do; you should've seen the look on their faces, they were so disappointed in me. So much for being a perfect daughter" she said sadly.

"Nobody's perfect" I told her "Look at me; I'm seeing a boy whose considered beyond dangerous, not very typical for a nerd like me"

"At least you haven't slept with him" she said "I'm sorry I let you down; mum and dad counted on me to set a good example for you, and now I've gone and gotten myself knocked up"

"You didn't do it by yourself" I reminded her "Nate did play a part in this as well, and remember, you don't even know if you're pregnant yet"

"I know" she sighed "I guess we better find out"

We waited for what felt like a lifetime. Meg hugged my arm like she used to cuddle her toy cat when she was six. She only held her toy cat when she was scared or if we were sleeping through a thunderstorm. As she hugged my arm she looked like she was six years old again; tiny, scared and shivering.

"Megan Vanderpark?" One of the receptions came into the waiting area "The doctor will see you now"

I remained in my seat as Meg stood up. When I thought she was going to leave, she took my hand again.

"Come in with me" she begged "Please?"

I followed her into the examination room, which was occupied by a lady doctor. She had blue-black hair that was pulled back into a tight ponytail. She looked young, but friendly. Somebody I hoped Meg could trust.

"Megan Vanderpark" the name rolled off her tongue "Meg for short?"

"Yes" Meg said shakily "This is my sister Beth, she's here for moral support"

"Well it's good of you to be here Beth" she gave us a warm smile "I'm doctor Parkin's, but you can call me Ana. I specialise in pregnancies and delivering babies, my area of expertise" she straightened her glasses "Now what can I do for you Meg?"

"Well..." she hesitated "I was supposed to have my period two weeks ago, but it never came. It's never been late before, and I think I might be..."

"I understand" Ana said "Now I'll need to ask you some personal questions, before I decide to run any tests. When was the last time you've had sexual intercourse?"

"A month ago" Meg said "I was visiting my boyfriend up in London"

"Did you use protection?"

"He tried using a condom, but it broke on him half way through. I've been taking an oral contraception pill but I don't think it's had any affect"

"Did you bring the prescription box with you?"

"It wasn't a prescription, he just gave them to me. He told me they'd protect me from getting pregnant" Oh god. Meg was more naïve than I thought.

"Well, could I please see them?" Meg handed over the box to Ana. Ana looked at it for a second, then returned her gaze to Meg and me.

"These are genuine contraceptives, but a very poor kind of quality. I suggest we do run tests, just to determine whether or not you're with child"

Meg was asked to give a urine sample, and was given a standard examination. She was nervous, that was obvious. But somehow she managed to survive. I think it was because of Ana; she was so patient and gentle with Meg, and didn't judge her one bit. I couldn't help but feel a little scared for Meg, but if she is pregnant, she won't go through it on her own.

Once the tests were done Meg came out from behind the curtain. The doctor (Ana) told Meg that she'd call once the test results are back, and that Meg needn't panic. Of course Meg would panic though, this was a pregnancy test for god's sake! How could Meg not think about it?

Me and Meg drove home to find mum and dad, waiting in the kitchen. They knew about the appointment; dad was so furious that he claimed he didn't care one bit, and mum volunteered to stay home and calm dad down. The anger was gone from dad's face now, and was replaced with anxiousness.

"So?" he asked "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor is running some tests, to be certain. She was a good doctor, very understanding" Meg muttered.

"Just tell me one thing" Dad said "If you are...well, pregnant, what are you planning to do with this baby?"

"I want to adopt it out" Meg said certainly "I don't want to abort it, but I can't take care of it either. I'm only eighteen"

"Damn straight" Dad grumbled "At least you already know what you're doing if there is a pregnancy"

Meg dragged me with her back upstairs. Poor Meg. I know I've said this before, but she's really got some serious trouble coming her way. What if her tests come out positve? What if she is pregnant? I will be aunty Beth to her kid! And she'll be a mother. Meg, a mum? It sounds crazy! Don't get me wrong, I could see Meg having kids one day, but not in a long time. Not until she was married to her dream guy, and had her perfect job as a fellow dancer. But not now! Now she was at the prime of her life, her senior year! She can't have a baby now, she just can't!

"Bethy?" She said, once we got to her bedroom "Do you think I'm doing the right thing? In keeping the baby, I mean"

"I..." Oh god, what do I tell her? "I think we should wait for the test results first, before you decide anything. It could be a pregnancy scare, but until you know for certain, you need to relax"

"Maybe you're right" she sighed "I remember what mum was like when she was pregnant with you! She kept freaking out, trying to decide whether or not she should return all the fluffy, pink baby things she got from the maternity store. But when dad told her the news, she went crazy! She ran into my room, screaming that I was going to have a new brother or sister?"

"What were you hoping for?" I asked her "A boy or a girl?"

"Originally, I wanted a baby brother, because mum and dad already had me as a girl. But when you came along, and I remember this, you reached out and grabbed at my hand. So then I asked mum if I could hold you, and when I did, you were just so warm and cuddly. I wanted to keep you. I told mum that she could have another baby if she liked, but I'm having this one"

She puts her arms around me and squeezes me tight. I did love Meg, a lot, but how much time was I willing to give up for Harry? Would I be wasting precious moments of devotion on him when Meg needed it more? I really like Harry, but is it all worth it?

Maybe I should talk to him, tell him that I need some space. He'll understand, won't he?

Hey! Sorry I have not updated in months, but I have been working on other projects. So how are you all? Nice times on the big, wide world of wattpad? So if you're into any historical fiction, check out my other stories in 'the angel and the rebel saga'. Other than that, I may update soon, I don't know. That's it for now!

Yours faithfully,

Julia. M