Lydia's Point Of View.

"How will you tell Zacky it all?" Hannah Beth asks me, while scooping her spoon full of ice then sticking it in her mouth. I sigh poking my own plastic cop of ice shrugging.

"I'm not quite sure.. but that's the least of my concern." She looks at me with a questionable look and her mouth full of eyes. If the moment wasn't as serious at it was, I would have burst out laughing because of how silly she looked.

"My parents." I tell her and she wideness her eyes, it told me she'd understood where I was going with that sentence. "My father is going to kill me." I sigh throwing my ice out in the trash can beside the bench we have planted ourselves on. I'm that hungry anyway, I have nausea.

Hannah follows my lead getting up then adjust her clothes, and look at me with her brown warm eyes, a smile creeps on her face before she pulls me up gently. I look at her questionably, she smirks.

"Come on, we might as well tell them now than later." She starts walking, but my legs won't follow her. She looks over her shoulder then sigh and walks back grabbing my arm then pulls me forward forcing me to walk.

"I'll be there, I won't leave your side" She tells me, I just gulp and hope for the best.

Give me a reason, to keep my heart beating.

"Well, what is that there was so important I had to move my business appointment an hour?" My dad asks me crossing his arms. I gulps looking at my mother, she looks rather nervous, it only makes me more nervous. Hannah Beth pats me on the shoulder and smiles reassuringly to me, I force a smile on my face and look at the people I call my parents.

"W-well you s-see..." I start stuttering badly, rubbing my hands together. They get all sweaty making me more nervous.

"Well?" My mom ask me nervously. God, she must think I have cancer and are going to die, or something like that. She will be so disappointed in me.

"I-I'm... I'm p-pregnant" I finally get out, looking down. Silence fills the room, if someone dropped a nickel it would be loud as hell.

"W-what?" My mother asks, you could hear the tears in her voice, I sigh shifting a bit then look up at them.

"I'm pregnant." I say with more confident in my voice, my father hasn't said a word yet. He just sits there with crossed arms looking rather mad.

"Who is the father?" he asks through his clamped teeth, I gulp looking at Hannah Beth for help. She's making the signs with her eyes, that I shouldn't tell my parents who it is. I look back gulping.

"Y-you don't know the g-guy, i-it was an accident.." I tell looking down, I hear a chair rattle against the floor, then a loud thud. I see my fathers feet rather closely to mine, knowing his anger is taking over him at then moment.

"AN ACCIDENT?! YOU CALL THIS AN ACCIDENT?! YOU STUPID GIRL" He roars into my ears, I start shaking hoping he won't hurt me. He don't, he storms out of the door slamming it. I look at my mother to see her eyes filled with tears, she whips them away then gets up and hugs me. I hug her back finally bursting out to cry. This is harder than I thought it would be, is it really worth it?