"You want me to do what!" Stephen holds his chest gasping for air at the request Dan made.

"Geez you're making it sound like I'm asking you to cut your leg off... I'll just ask Hosuh when he gets back." Dan starts walking away.

"Fine.... but you owe me...." Stephen points st Dan, taking a few bounding steps to catch up.

"What do you want?"

"I wanna know what happened with your sister and the loser she's been dating. Are they still together or not and that kind of stuff." Stephen tries to make it sound natural and not like he's desperately in love with said girl and wants a chance to be with her.

"oh... sure..." Dan looks skeptical at his friend before they go into the bedroom to see me puking into the garbage can next to my bed.

"Hey clover. Are you sick?" Stephen asks gently walking up to me.

"No... I think I just ate something bad..." I play it off... I can't let anybody know about the child I'm carrying... the disgrace I hold inside me.

"Maybe we could figure what it is and avoid it from now on. It's a sad sight seeing you like this." Stephen puts a hand on my shoulder and I tense up under his grip... the fuzzy memories of that horrid night flash across my mind and I start having a hard time breathing.

"Sis? Are you ok? STEPHEN WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!" Dan snaps at his taller friend.

"I didn't DO anything! I placed my hand on her shoulder and she tensed up and started having a freaking panic attack, which is yelling isn't fixing."