She awoke in his arms, feeling comforted, until the realization hit her that she had had sex with him. “Oh my God, Nick, did we...” Beth asked, looking over at the man next to her. He looked at her, smiling softly, then caressed her cheek, giving her her answer. “Oh my God,” she sat up, wrapping the sheet around her chest. She kept repeating that to herself, getting out of the bed. “What's wrong, Beth?” He sat up, truly concerned about her behavior. “Nick, I...I just can't talk right now, okay?” How could she have been so stupid? She had barely known this man for three days, and she had just lost her virginity to him! “Please tell me what's wrong with you.” “Nothing, Nick I'm fine,” she pulled her underwear on, keeping her back to him. He watched her get dressed, remembering exactly how her body had felt against his. She started to leave the room and he said, “Don't just leave, Beth.” “I'll talk to you later,” she shut the door without a backwards glance. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The door to the hotel room opened and Beth stepped in, trying to be as quiet as possible. Somer awakened and looked at the clock, reading 4:30 A.M. on the face. “Where the hell have you been, Beth?” She asked, sitting up to look at her. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and her hair was disheveled badly. “Oh my God, what happened?” She got out of the bed and went over to her best friend. “Well, I was at the bar and I was talking to Nick, and then Aj yelled at Toy and so I went up to him and told him off, and then Nick followed me outside and we went for a walk, and before I knew what was happening we were having sex, and...” “You had sex?!” She said loudly. “Shh, don't wake up the whole hotel.” “Oh God. Beth did he wear a condom?” Beth went over the entire experience in her mind, not remembering him putting one on, “No, I don't think so, Somer. I feel so dirty, I just...” She broke down into sobs again, and Somer hugged her tight. “It's okay, Beth, it happens. It's not your fault.” “I know. I just feel terrible. I know I won't be able to talk to him again, ever.” “Who needs him anyway? You can find someone new to crush on.” “You're right,” she sniffled, pulling away and wiping her tears, chuckling at Somer's way to always make her stop crying. “Now go get in the shower then go to bed. We have to be up in an hour.” “God, I can't sleep Somer. Would you be able to?” “Then go take a shower and I'll sleep, is that better?” “Sure,” she chuckled, heading towards the bathroom. “Toy, can we please just talk about this?” Aj tried to approach her at the next concert. “Talk about what? The fact that you fucking got me pregnant and now you don't want to support it? Now you don't want to have a thing to do with me? Is that what you wanna talk about?” She started going to the dressing room. “But I do, baby, really I do.” “You know what, Aj? You can go fuck yourself because I'm telling you right now that I don't really believe that you're sorry for any of it.” “But I am, baby. I want to be a father to this child. I want to take care of my mistakes.” “That's what this is to you? A mistake?” “Did you plan it? Because I sure didn't.” “No, I didn't fucking plan it, but at least I'm here and ready to do everything I can to support our `mistake,'” she enunciated the last word bitterly, then turned and walked into Somer's dressing room. “Hey Toy, what's wrong?” She asked, seeing the tears streaming down her cheeks. “That fucking asshole has no clue what he's doing to me. I already feel bad enough getting pregnant, but now he has to be the huge asswipe he is and not even care about what I'm going to do!” Somer stood up and hugged her, as she continued to ramble on, “He probably wants me to get a fucking abortion or something. Well I'll tell you what, I won't do it, Somer. He can ask all he wants, and act like it's the best way, but I won't do it.” “I know, sweetie, it'll be okay.” “Somer Thompson, you're on in two,” a man ran by her door. “Get ready, Toy, and do it fast. We're on.”

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