Chapter 13--Bridget In Trouble.

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A/N--Sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I am so busy nowadays. Well, I hope that you like this chapter.


Bridget got out of the car, and just stood there not sure what to do next. Eric just looked at her, wondering what she was thinking.

"What's wrong?" asked Eric.

"Dad's going to be so disappointed." was all the Bridget could mouth out.

"Look, I'm sorry for getting so upset back there, but it makes sense. We cannot take care of this baby. And I know that deep down you know that too. I just hope that your friends haven't talked you into this." said Eric.

"My friends have nothing to do with my decision. And anyway, I thought you liked my friends?" asked Bee.

"I do like them. I just want to make sure that this is your decision, and not theirs." said Eric.

Bee just kept looking at her front door. She didn't want to go in. She tired to think of a million ways to get out of it, but she knew that sooner or later she would have to tell her father. She would eventually notice when her belly got bigger. Maybe she would blame it on overeating. She knew she would have to do it.

"Are you ok?" asked Eric.

"Yeah.......Let's just get this over with." said Bridget.

Bee walked up to her door, and took out her keys. She put her key in the lock, and unlocked the deadbolt. Inside was very quiet. She wouldn't have known that her father was home unless she didn't see his car in the driveway. She looked in the livingroom, but no one was there. She looked in the kitchen, but again, no one was there. One last place she knew to look, but she really hoped he wouldn't be there, but asleep in bed. She turned down the hallway, and noticed that the light was on in his office. Bridget stopped at few feet from her father's office.

"I want you to stay in the livingroom until I've soften him up a little bit." said Bee.

"Bee we have to tell him." said Eric.

They both walked into the office, and sat on the little love seat that was located on the other side of the small office. Her father looked up in suspicion. But still no one said a word.

"Is there something that you needed? Because this seems like an ambush more than a social visit." said Mr. Vreeland.

"Well......Dad......We have something to tell you.....ah....ah......" said Bridget.

Bridget looked at Eric, not sure if she wanted to continue. She still had time. She didn't have to tell him. She would keep her pregnancy a secret...yeah, yeah, keep on rolling with this. I could get a job, buy an apartment, take care of the baby. She shook her head, she knew that that was never going to work. She knew that she was going to have to tell her father, and pray that her father would take mercy on her. Mr. Vreeland just stared at his daughter confused.

"Look Dad. I'm sorry. I know that what I am about to tell you may break your heart, and I'm so sorry, but the thing is......well, I'm pregnant.

Mr. Vreeland, just sat there. Looking absent minded. He didn't know what to say to his daughter. He got up off his chair, and went to his filing cabinet. He took a file out, and closed the cabinet and went to sit back at his desk. He didn't even look back up at his daughter.

"Dad, did you just hear what I told you?" sobbed Bee.

Mr. Vreeland acted like he didn't even hear her. He just continued acting like she wasn't there, and continued with his work. Bridget couldn't believe her father. Not saying anything to her, was sure saying a lot. This made her cry even more. Eric sat there quiet, but he couldn't do that anymore. Eric was mad at Bridget too, but she didn't deserve this kind of treatment from her father. So finally he decided to open his mouth.


Mr. Vreeland finally looked up from his paperwork, and looked at Bridget crying. Then he looked at Eric.

"Bee. I love you, and your my daughter, but I don't approve of this." said Mr. Vreeland.

"I'm so sorry Dad." cried Bridget.

"I know, at least I know that you are going to be making the right decision by giving the baby up for adoption." said Mr. Vreeland.

"What?" cried Bee.

"That was the plan right?" asked Mr. Vreeland.

"I"M NOT GIVING UP MY BABY!" yelled Bridget.

"Bee, let's just look into it." said Eric.


(3 Months Later)

Bridget stood at the front desk of her doctor's office. She signed in her name and sat down with Eric while she waited for her name to be called. She sat across from a short, blond, chubby woman who kept staring at her. Finally the woman decided to speak.

"Aw, Sweety. How far along are you?" asked the chubby woman.

"About five months." replied Bridget.

"You look so young. How young are you darling?" asked the lady.

But before she had the chance to reply, her name was called by the nurse. She was glad for this, because she really didn't want to talk to the short chubby woman anymore.

"Bridget Vreeland?"

"Sorry, that's me. I have to go." said Bridget.

Bridget got up, and Eric followed, but before they reached the door Bridget turned to face Eric.

"You don't have to come." said Bridget.

"I know." said Eric, and he continued to follow Bridget to the doctor's room. Eric sat in the chair next to Bridget who was lying on the bed. A few minutes later the doctor walked in.

"Hello Bridget. How are you feeling?"

"I'm doing good Dr. Barnes." said Bridget. (Dr. Barnes is a women doctor. Just to let you guys know)

"So, is this handsome fellow the baby's father?" asked Dr. Barnes.

"Yes." laughed Bridget.

"Do you have any names picked out?" asked Dr. Barnes

"Oh, no.....see we can't keep the baby. We are giving him or her up for adoption." said Bridget almost in tears.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Why don't we just take a look to see how he or she is doing?" said Dr. Barnes not really asking, but trying to change the subject.

The doctor pulled out the ultrasound monitor and equipment, and moved it near Bridget. She pulled out the cold jelly, and rubbed it on Bee's belly. Usually Bee would laugh at this as it tickled her, but after talking about putting the baby up for adoption she was in no mood. She never wanted to give up her baby, but after her father, and Eric cornered her, she had no choice. She really didn't speak these days. Not to Eric, nor her father, but she talked to her friends. She told them everything. About giving up the baby, Eric, and about her father. She was so mad at Eric, that she didn't know if she wanted to be with him anymore. It was all too much, and she didn't know what she was going to do. Suddenly the doctor started to talk snapping her out of this trance she was in.

"Well, everything looks fine. The baby is healthy, and everything seems to be on track." said Dr. Barnes as she wiped the cold jelly off Bee's stomach.

Bridget pulled her shirt back down, and fixed herself. As she sat up Eric caught the expression on her face.

"So everything looked fine, but I want to see you in about a month, or so to check up. Are you still taking your vitamins?" asked Dr. Barnes.

"Yes." was all that Bridget said.

"Ok, well, I will let you both go. Please call if you have any questions or concerns." said Dr. Barnes, and with that Dr. Barnes left the room.

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