And, that may have happened. Except on Friday Jackson decided he wanted to use me. At school if he had to. He wanted to fuck, period. And, of course i had no right to resist. By this time, i was noticably showing when my clothes where off. And, when he got them off, he knew.He freaked out and called John as soon as he got home. i paged Benny repeatedly but never got a call. Instead, John eventually showed up at MY door. Which had never happened before and would never happen again. Neither of my parents were home, so with him holding my left arm in a vice like grip, i scrawled a note with my right. And, left with him.When we arrived at Edwards he drug me into the basement and threw me against the pool table. "How bad is it? How far are you?"i could only shrug. i wasn't sure how far along i was."You are going to George. I'm not giving you anything. And, you are NOT FUCKING HAVING IT!"He was beside himself. But, eventually he calmed, and asked me the question i was dreading."Did Benny know?"And, because i loved him. Because he tried to take me away. Because i didn't want him to die, i lied."Benny! Of course not! He would have told YOU!"And, somehow, thank goodness he believed me. He slapped me in the face."You should have told me, you stupid cunt! I could have fucking fixed it easy then. Now, you've hid it! FUCK!"And, i was on the floor, where i stayed down. Until he took me to George.The real problem was when George wouldn't fix it. The baby was too far along. He wouldn't kill it. i was damn near seven months.
