Juney no more

The strangeness of the June encounter lingered with Bianca throughout the rest of her day, sitting heavily on the for front of her mind and refusing to go away.  Bianca didn't know how she would manage acting normally with her tonight, but hoped that once she was home and June was acting sane that everything would feel comfortable once again.  She wouldn't be able to go to her Father's tonight because cancelling with June was certainly out of the question, she had been missing him too, he had cancelled their last several lunch dates because he was working on a new project at work and she hadn't carved out any time to make the trip back to Paris to visit. On top of everything else she hadn't spoken to Tyler all day so there had been progress made decoding his bizarre behavior the previous night. "Ugh " Bianca sighed, pulling up to the house. The lights were on and June's car was parked out front. "Well here we go" Bianca muttered to herself as she approached the door.

June sat in the armchair, still wearing her sweats and socks from the night before. It was pretty evident she hadn't left the house or showered. June didn't work Mr. Bettles, her father, was a successful author and the guilt from leaving his family for his publisher worked in June's favor.  She took classes at Ole miss, but only part time all day on Tuesdays and Thursdays, the rest of her time she spent socializing or shopping, and she did some volunteer work at a local nursing home from time to time, she liked to stay busy. So seeing her like this was indeed unsettling, she must be really sick, Bianca thought. "Hey there!" Bianca called from the entryway, June looked up from the tablet she was looking at her eyes filled with tears. "Juney what's wrong?"  Bianca ran to the armchair and kneeled in front of it placing one hand on June's knee. June looked down at her hand which she was now wringing in front of her "I'm pregnant Bea...".

Bianca's head was swimming. How could this be, June didn't have a steady boyfriend,  Bianca couldn't even recall having seen her go out with the same guy more than once since her high school relationship ended the summer before senior year.  "Wh..who?" Bianca managed to squeak out.  June sat there silently her blonde highlighted hair swept up in a messy bun and naturally pretty face flushed and tear stained.  "Who's the father June?" Bianca asked again more clearly, still nothing from June, she sat still staring at her hands. "Juney-" "don't call me that Bianca, don't call me Juney" Bianca took her hand from June's leg and stood up confused.  "What is going on?" Bianca demanded. "Who is the father June?" Bianca felt her heart racing, she felt tears welling up in her eyes, the room was thick with tension something bad was happening here, something worse than unplanned pregnancy, Bianca stood there panic washing over her face puzzling at her friend and June's trance like focus on her wringing hands, the moments felt like excruciating hours, the silence was so loud it was ringing in Bianca's ears. Finally June looked up from her lap and with a quivering voice uttered the words that would change life the way Bianca had known it forever.