9 The First Option Part 2

Cherry was in a cubicle when I went in to freshen up and fix my hair and swipe on lip gloss. "Excuse me, can someone please hand me a tissue?", A small voice from the cubicle said. "Here let me help you" I knocked. She opened up and saw me, "Jill its you!", Thank You. Are you crying? What happened?. Nothing I just was cleaning my eyes and blowing my nose. Oh, then I will leave if you want me too. She grabbed me, and said, "No, I mean please stay".

One year that we didn't talk, this is the first time, ever since she knew about my feelings for Marv. I usually went on my day, writing notes, preparing my thesis, reading in the library, going to the cafe, not to mention meeting my first boyfriend there. One year has passed since I ever faced Cherry, she have new friends now. Jo a popular, pretty girl from our class, she became the President of our Organization and she always dress pretty, and her hair is straight and black and shiny, perfect in every way. Her other friend is Rose, they were so close like two peas in a pod, they are always together, I saw them on the steps of a Red Cross Office near our University. They were talking so they didn't notice me walk by, wondering what they were talking about.

Jill, I have something to tell you, I need your advice. What is it?...I think i`m pregnant. Cherry and I sat silently inside the cubicle. Not knowing what to say next, I just held her hand. She cried on my arm, feeling her tears soak through my sleeves. We sat there a good 30 minutes. Everyone just comes in and goes inside the room chatting, laughing, wondering if they will graduate or not, talking about their boyfriends, and their prospect jobs, while we just sat there staring at a corner of a very small square cubicle, feeling like we never want to leave.

I clenched my teeth and not dared to ask, who the father is. I stood up and held out my hand, "Come, Let's Eat", I know I good place, a quiet place.

to be continued...The First Option Part 3...😔