rivals || prettymuch

071 || a mess pt2

"Dilara..." Brandon said taking a step out of the washroom.

"yeah babe?" Dilara asked, cuddled up in the sheets, scrolling through netflix.

"what... what's this?" he asked with a clear blue pregnancy test that read positive in his hand.

Dilara didn't know what to say, thousands of thoughts racing through her head... she couldn't keep up with the lies anymore. he brows knitted together and she finally decided to own up.

"surprise?" dilara said weakly, she couldn't read the boys face and was scared of what he might say.

brandon stood there, speechless.
"brandon?" Dilara said as worry washed over her face. "babe say something..." Dilara said to the boy.

almost as if her nightmares were becoming a reality, she was scared he would walk out without a word but instead he set the piece of plastic down and took a seat on the edge of the bed.

"why didn't you tell me?" he asked, his tone soft yet almost cold. just as before dilara couldn't read the boy, she couldn't tell if he was mad or happy, scared or excited...

"I... I was going to-" "when?" brandon interrupted. "I don't know brandon i was scared!" she exclaimed. the boy didn't expect her to respond like that.
"i was scared that if you found out you'd want to leave! that you wouldn't want anything to do with... with it!" tears started pooling in the girls eyes.

"you really think i'd just get up and leave you like that? after everything we've been through?" brandon got up. "I don't know! I was scared! we've been through a lot b but not this! i didn't know how you'd react!" Dilara started yelling.

"You can't just jump to conclusions Dilara! you can't just assume that i'd leave y-" "Yes i can! because I'm the one in this fucking situation! i don't get to get up and leave! i don't get to say "i don't want this" and ignore it!" Dilara said overpowering the boy.

"Dilara i would never leave you!" brandon said grabbing the girls hands. he was suddenly this little boy again, almost as scared as dilara.

the two kids sat in silence, with tears in their eyes and a million thoughts racing through their minds.

"how long?" Brandon asked. "what?" dilara said looking up. "how long have you known?" Brandon looked at the girl.

"i had a hunch... but i didn't think i was actually pregnant till a few weeks ago." Dilara admit, remembering that night with brandon.

it was that night they both got really drunk, and even though they were white girl wasted, she knew what she was doing that night. she knew deep down even then that she really did want him.

she had been so disassociated from everything that she stopped taking the pill... she thought she wouldn't need to since she wasn't with brandon anymore... turns out she was wrong.

"fuck." Dilara let out. "what?" brandon asked. "remember when we had breakup sex?" she asked. "yeah...?"

"i was off the pill..." Dilara said. "i- i feel even more stupid now." she said burying her face in her hands. "come here." brandon said wrapping his arms around the girl.

"don't feel stupid." brandon said placing a kiss on the top of her head.

"Come on Brandon... we're both stupid!" she laughed. "you cheated, I got pregnant? you fought your best friend and i dated mine... were such a mess."

"wow we really are..." brandon smiled, because even though they were a mess they had each other and that was the one thing they did right.

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yOOO I DIDNT FEEL LIKE MAKING YALL WAIT CUZ IM NICE LOL HERE YE ARE
~ cunnot