Author's Note: Hey, ya'll. Thanks for the great feedback I've been getting! Keep it coming! Some of you have been asking me whether the baby will be a boy or girl. Well I've decided it will be a....oops. The phone just rang. Now what was I going to tell you? Oh, well, couldn't have been too important. :) (Yeah, right, did ya'll really think I was going to tell you? Now, would Kevin Williamson himself do that? I think not! :P )
Rating: Do any of you actually care? I mean if your 13 and I said no one under 14 should read this would you really just push the back button on your browser? I'll give you some time to think about this....okay? No, I didn't think so. Oh, by the way! I found out what the song is thanks to Dawson's Creek Headlines and bought the cd! Thank you sooo much Aaron and Mandy!
Joey shoved her Physcology book into her locker, frusteratedly. She was upset because she could hear the two girls whispering behind her, blatantly talking about that pregnant girl, who refused to safe herself shame by leaving school. She glanced at herself in the mirror that hung in her locker. She sighed at the black circles under her eyes. She was always tired lately, and had still been getting sick some morinings. It was completely exasperating to not be normal and have to only worry about the next Chem test or whether or not she was going to get a scholar ship or not. Joey guessed she didn't have to worry about that anymore. Who would give a mom a scholarship?
Dawson looked down the hall at Joey. Even though she looked exhausted, she was still beautiful. He knew she felt like she was in a precarious postion at school, known only as the pregnant girl. But she was so much more than that. If only he could make her realize that.
To top it all off, Dawson felt guilty that indirectly he was the cause of her pain. He remembered promising her that he'd never hurt her. He had broken that promise. She'd already been hurt by so many people, it was killing him to be another one of them.
Deciding to play good, dependable boyfriend slash father to be, he ran up to Joey and put his arms around her waist. She let herself lean against him tiredly.
"Hey beautiful," he said, ignoring the shocked expressions and knowing glances surrounding the two of them.
"Hey," she said. He kissed her neck, but she shrugged him off. "Don't."
He spun her around to look at him. "What?" He asked.
"Nothing. Just don't." Joey turned around and grabbed her bag. Dawson decided to forget her brush off and grabbed the bag from her.
"Let's go," he said. "You look tired." He smiled down at her. She put her hand to her head.
"Dawson," she snapped. "Stop hovering." He looked at her surprised at the outburst. She stalked out the front door, him following behind, still holding her bag.
Anne looked around at the group. "Alright," she
said. "Whose next?" The counselor stared at Joey,
who looked snappish, and Dawson, who looked worn down.
"Dawson? Do you have anything to say?" Dawson looked
over at Joey, almost as though he were asking her
permission to speak. Joey crossed her arms, tapped her
foot, and looked away at the ground.
"No," he said quietly. "I'm fine."
"Dawson, I'm sure there's something you want to
talk about. Isn't there anything that's bothering
you?" Dawson shrugged non commitedly.
"Sure," He said. "But Joey doesn't want me to say
it." Anne looked at Joey. Her body language portrayed
that she was angry at her boyfriend.
"Is that true Joey?"
"I could care less what he says."
"See!" Dawson exploded. "That's exactly what's
bothering me! All I try to do is be a good boyfriend!
If I'm supportive, then I'm hovering! If I don't
ask her how she is, then obviously I don't love her
anymore and I want to bail! I can't win! She's so
grumpy ALL the time!"
"Excuse ME!" Joey jumped up. "Who get's whispered
about all the time? HuH? And whose hormones have gone
completely haywire lately?!"
Anne opened her mouth. "That is--"
"Does that give you the right to treat me like dirt
every time I try to do something nice for you? This,
this, this is hormonal, that's what it is!" Dawson
was now standing up as well.
"Well-" Anne tried to break in, but JOey broke her
off.
"Ooh ..You want hormonal! I'll show you hormonal,
Dawson Leery! You have no idea how it feels to have
the entire school looking at you!"
"Maybe--"Anne tried to say. The entire support group
was now looking back and forth at Dawson and JOey, as
if they were playing ping pong. They had never seen
anything quite like this before.
"Oh, really, Josephine Potter? Let's review here,
okay? I am the father of this baby, and people look at
me wierd to! My english teacher can't even look me in
the face, my father is barely speaking to me--"
"Which is basically your fault for telling him off
like you did!"
Dawson continued, like he hadn't heard Joey. "Pacey
keeps making jokes, Andie makes pity faces at me, Jack
looks like he wants to lynch me, and my girlfriend
won't even touch me, or let me kiss her! But my life
is a piece of cake, isn't it, Joey?"
"Now, let's just--" Anne once again tried to
regulate the fight. The rest of the teenagers in the
room looked awed.
"Oh, yeah. Complain about how our friends look at
YOU! Okay, I get twice as many pity faces as you,
Andie gets hyper whenever she's around me like she
has to keep my mind off the baby or something, and
Jen, well, Jen's
just eating this all up with a spoon! And excuuuse me
for not wanting to have a make out session every night
when I feel like I'm going to barf!"
"Oh, don't start with the Jen stuff again JO! She
WANTS to be friends with you!" Joey shook her head.
"Oh, yeah? Then how come she won't directly talk to
me anymore? It's because she's still in love with
you and now that your going to be a dad, she knows
that your too good of a guy to walk away from me
and back into her arms!"
"Where the hell do you get this crap? Maybe she just
doesn't know what to say around you anymore! I
certanily don't! Your snappish with ALL of us, ALL
the time! What will it take for you to just let the
Jen stuff go? God, I wish.." He broke off. "Forget
it."
"No, Dawson!" Joey looked at him, angrily. "You
wish what? You wish you were with Jen?" Dawson shook
his head and just blurted out what he was thinking.
"No. I wish I had never kissed you that night." Joey
looked at him in shock. "I wish you had gone to
France." Joey looked as though she were going to cry.
She shakily sat down on the couch. Her face was a
ghostly pale, and her entire body shook. Tears began
too well up in her eyes as she searched Dawson's
face. Dawson looked at her his mouth open. He seemed
astonished at what he had just said.
"I-uh-I" He stuttered, and then simply turned and
walked out of the room. Joey stared after him. She put
her head down in her hands, as began to convulse with
sobs. "Dawson-" she said. The girls in the group
suddenly sprung to life, grouping around Joey, hugging
her.
One of the guys, Carl, who was sitting next to Anne
looked at her, raising his eyebrows. "Well. There's
something you don't see every day." Anne just
sighed.
"It's okay," said one girl named Maria to Joey.
"It's alright Joey."
Joey just shook her head and managed to choke
Out, "No it won't. You don't understand, I can't do
this without him!" before she dissolved into one
giant tear. (That's a metaphor people! :) )
'After hours of deep thoughts
"Hey, Dawson." She turned to smile at him, but the
facial expression faded as she saw the look on his
face as he stared out at the waves in the creek.
"Jen," he said. "You and I are two of a kind." She
shook her head.
"What?"
"Nothing," he said. There were a few minutes of
silence, before Jen again spoke.
"Dawson, I'm sure there's a reason your acting so
strangly, even for you, but first..can I ask you
something?" Dawson nodded, still staring out at the
churning water.
"Does Joey still hate me?" Dawson now turned to look
at her.
"What?" He asked, surprised.
Jen shrugged. "I know I'm not Joey's favorite
person, but does she still despise me? Because I want
to be supportive of Joey, but I'm confused if she
wants me to be supportive and friendly or just stay
away." Dawson snorted.
"Who isn't?" He looked at Jen, who was speaking in
earnest and looked somewhat hurt by his short answer.
"I'm sorry, Jen. She just, she won't let me help.
But I know she needs it, even if she doesn't want to
need it. I want to be there for her. I just don't
know how anymore. I've--I've been trying so hard,
and she just keeps building up that brick wall inside
of her that she's been constructing since her mother
died.." Dawson began to cry. Jen took in a deep
breath. She knew now that they needed her help,
whether they wanted it or not. The same way Joey
needed Dawson, whether she wanted to or not. Jen
reached for Dawson's hand, and gripped it tightly. He
looked up at her questioningly.
"I want to be there for you too, Dawson." She smiled
a little. Dawson hesitated only for a moment, before
putting his head on her shoulder and crying onto it.
Maria's boyfriend, Eric, opened the car door for
Joey. They had driven her home. Joey had thought
she'd be fine walking, however, Eric had insisted,
saying some men knew how to treat a lady. Joey had to
laugh a bit at being called a lady.
"Thanks," she said. "I really appreciate it." She
smiled through the window at Maria, sitting in the
front passengers seat.
"No problem," Maria said. "I'd get out and hug
you, but it's getting really hard to manuever myself
around these days." Joey laughed at that. Maria was
in her eight month. Just before they drove off, Maria
squeezed Joey's hand.
"Don't worry. He'll come back." Joey sniffed,
willing herself not to start crying again.
"Yeah, well..we'll see." Maria waved.
"The reason I wish I never kissed you was that you
wouldn't be hurting like this if I hadn't. I
wouldn't have hurt you like this." Joey didn't turn
around.
"That is the single stupidest thing I have ever
heard, Dawson."
"Yeah, well, you know me and saying dumb things." He
stood up. "I'm sorry Joey. I love you, and I was
trying to protect you, but in doing so, I hurt you
even more. "Joey sniffed and turned around, tears
running down her face.
"I know," she said. "I'm sorry too. For being so
moody, and for demanding one thing, and when you gave
it for yelling at you for it. I don't know what's
wrong with me." Dawson put his arms around her waist
loosly, and whispered into her ear.
"I know whats wrong...Don't tell anyone, but your
pregnant." Joey laughed and swatted him.
"You think your pretty funny, don't you Leery?" He
nodded.
"I know I am."
"Oh, really?"
"Uh, huh." And the couple kissed for the first time
in what seemed like forever.
Three weeks later Dawson and Joey were lying on his
bed watching IF LUCY FELL. Joey was crying
hysterically.
"God," she said. "This is horrible. The first time
I saw this movie I laughed my ass off at how hokey it
is, and now it's making me cry." Dawson grinned.
"I like this new sensitive Joey."
"Yeah, well, don't get used to it, buddy. In twenty
five weeks, when this pain we affectionatly call our
child leaves her-"
"His," Dawson said firmly.
"Yeah, right whatever you say. When she leaves HER
residence in my body I'm going back to being my own
cynical self."
"You still seem pretty cynical to me," Dawson
laughed, stroking her hand.
"Ha ha."
"Oh yeah," Dawson remembered something. "I was
supposed to give you a message from Jen. She said that
shopping this weekend is still on? What's that all
about?"
"Oh, we're just going to look at baby clothes with
Maria and Andie. I introduced the three of them, and
now we've all kind of bonded. Andie seems a bit awed
at actually knowing TWO pregnant teenagers. Jen
however, well, I'm glad I have her now. She's been a
big help." Joey wasn't supposed to tell Dawson, but
last week Jen had confessed to Joey that she had once
been pregnant before, but she had miscarried. Joey
shook her head. It was good that Jen wanted to be
friends with her. She needed someone who could
understand. "Anyway, Jen thought it would be good
for me to get out. I swear, that girl in the past
three weeks has become my own personal nursemaid. I
don't know what's gotten into her. "Dawson coughed.
He hadn't told Joey about his and Jen's talk. He
still didn't know what would and wouldn't upset her
these days.
"Joey?"He asked ten minutes later.
"What?" she said through her tears.
"Why are you crying at a Folger's commercial?" His
arm was still throbbing the next day.
Zee song iz by zee zinger called Shelby Starner and
I'm going to let ya'll take a WILD guess what the
song is called, based upon what I have named the
previous parts in this series.
Until zee next one, I remain...well, me! :) Stay tuned
for the next part..The shopping trip!
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NEW QUOTES EVERY WEDNESDAY! "Everything Changes eventually. That's the way
life is and you have no control over it. Like suddenly people who you think
are always going to be there disappear. People die and
they move away..and they grow up...Everything changes eventually, Dawson."
(This pretty much sums up my life! :) )
"Well, hurry up and find yourself, okay? Cause God I love you."
"I love you too, Dawson." And as the first snow falls Joey makes a wish...
"My name is Andie, my brother is the one whose gay, my other brother died,
and my father went away..But I'm still Andie, my boyfriend makes me randy,
his name is Pacey, and mother's going crazy!"
"And then there's Jack McPhee. He likes guys, but he's not afraid to steal
my girlfriend. Our own personal version of In and Out. First he's in, then
he's out, in, out, in, out.."
"HE's not so gay anymore.." "I'm more gay than ever.." You tell em Jack! HEE
HEE! :)
I came to the conclusion your just not
Meant to be with me
Every time there's a mistake
You leave.
Suffering under my smile
I'd be better off alone for a while
Crying
To Myself.
Cause I don't belong here
Youre so different from me
I want to be with you
But you make it so hard
Don't try to hold my hand
And don't try to understand
Don't tell your lies
I know them all
By now...'
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