Author: Black Angel
Rating: PG-13, maybe R in future chapters
Summary: Mary Anne has made a mistake, how will she handle it?
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Author's note: I'm young, English is not my first language, my spelling and grammar suck
Logan climbed Mary Anne's window making as little noise as possible. He walked into the room and found her crying on her bed.
"Mary Anne, what's wrong sweety?"
She turned at the sound of his voice and threw herself into his open arms.
'It's not unusual for her to cry, what's unusual is that she had called me so late and asked me to come over right away.'
"Mary Anne, why are you crying baby?"
"I'm 14!" She managed to say between sobs. Logan held her closer and wondered if it was just some hormonal thing that he just couldn't get.
"Baby, are you having your period? You've been acting more sensible than usual this last few days." Logan said while caressing her short hair. She just cried harder.
"MARY ANNE?" her father yelled from downstairs. She jumped up and dried her tears with the back of her hand.
"Hide in the bathroom!" She urgently whispered. Logan nodded and ran, closing the door behind him.
Mary Anne grabbed a book from her nightstand and pretended to read.
Richard knocked and opened the door a crack.
"Mary Anne are you ok? I could hear you crying all the way downstairs."
"I'm fine dad, I'm just reading a very sad book." She said nervously.
"Really? What is it about?" Richard asked with interest.
"Hum..." Mary Anne desperately wished for some kind of emergency downstairs that would require his immediate attention but noting happened. "Well it's about this girl..."
Logan sat on the bathtub's rim and wondered how long would it take for her father to leave. He considered sneaking out through the bathroom's small window but decided against it, it was just too small for his muscular body.
He decided to open the window anyway, it was just too warm and stuffy inside the small bathroom. He reached for the waste basket and dumped the trash on the floor, then he turned the wastebasket upside down and stood on it but he could barely reach the window and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't get it open.
He sighed and picked up the trash from the floor but something caught his attention. He picked up the small box and read it's label.
'Pregnancy test? Oh shit!'
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