Best Friendship Is a Special Relationship Sealed by Sisterhood and Teen Drama

by Hitomi Cassie

This is to my best friend who I had a dream about one night. She was the girl crying in this story and it was a very creepy dream, I just had to write it down. I miss you and God forbid.

She was crying when she called to ask me if I could come over her house. I came as quickly as I can. I even interrupted my favorite afternoon show but I didn't mind. She was, after all, my best friend. I am willing to interrupt anything to answer to her call if she needed me because I know she will too. It's like we have this special relationship only best friends have and we will forever be bonded by sisterhood.

As soon as I arrived, she told me she was pregnant. The room started spinning and I had to sit down. She can't be pregnant, she just can't! Sure I've been reading similar situations on Love, Rosie and I've seen it on Juno and The Secret Life of the American Teenager but it just can't happen to her! It's something that happens only to TV people! It's something that happens to people that aren't even real. It happens in drama series not in the real world. Not even in my wildest dream could I have imagined her and me in a situation such as this!

Our lives were perfect! We'd be graduating high school next year and we'd go to Stanford together and after we'd go to New York City, sharing our apartment and living life Sex and the City way. It just couldn't happen yet there she was before me sobbing helplessly on the floor. I moved closer to her and hugged her. "Are you sure?" I asked.

She nodded and cried louder. "Shh!" I snapped. "You can't let the whole world know! It's okay. We will solve this together. I won't leave you."

"I know you won't." She whimpered.

"Tell me what happened." I said brushing her hair with my hand.

According to her narration, her boyfriend invited her to his house two weeks ago when his parents left for some business trip. They got drunk and had sex at the leather couch of the TV room with Friday the Thirteenth on at the large plasma TV. A few days after that night, she had been feeling odd but she ignored it until she remembered they didn't use condoms the night of the fornication. She bought a pregnancy test kit last weekend but she was too afraid to touch it until she couldn't take it any longer. She used the kit and found out that she was pregnant and immediately called me.

We continued to talk and two boxes of tissue later, we had three options: a.) to tell her boyfriend and parents; b.) to run away together to Canada and raise the kid with me as the auntie and her the mommy; c.) hide the whole pregnancy period from her mom and when the kid is born, we'd put it out for adoption and go back to our lives as if nothing happened and; d.) abortion.

"That's all I have." I said.

"What if there's an Option E," she asked "and it's easy and it will take away all the problems?"

"If Option E is that awesome then go for it but in the mean time, let's sleep. You're tired and dehydrated because of all those tears you cried. We'll figure this out tomorrow."

I had called my parents and told them I'd stay for the night. I climbed to her bed as she went to the bathroom. I heard the faucet running for a few seconds and then it was turned off. She stayed for two more minutes after the faucet was turned off and then she lay next to me. We went under the sheets.

"Thanks for not leaving." She whispered.

"Are you kidding me? I can't leave you!"

"You're my best friend in the world. I love you." She said.

"You are too and I love you." I said.

We went to sleep after that and the next morning, I woke up when she was still asleep. I went to her bathroom to wash my face and to pee. At the sink, I saw an empty medicine bottle with the cap detached. My heart started to pound. When I arrived yesterday, that was filled with sleeping pills. Could it be? Was this actually the Option E she was talking about?

I ran back to the bed with tears streaming down my cheeks. "Jessica! Jessica!" I shook her by the shoulders vigorously. "Wake up! God damn it! Wake up!" I shouted but nothing happened. She laid in her bed, her face very pale and her body so still.