“Is it true?”
“Is what true?”
“Don't play dumb with me Rach. Is Max telling the truth? Did you sleep with Frank?”
“Fine yes I did okay? Happy?” Rachel shrugged, holding her left arm with her right.
“Happy? No, Rachel, I'm not fucking happy!” said Chloe, throwing her arms up in anger. “Why the fuck would you sleep with him!”
“Chloe, there's no need to yell at her. Calm down please”
“No, I will not calm down, Max. She slept with our drug dealer,” Chloe pauses for a second. “Is that why?” She says, a bit of confused understanding in her tone.
“Is what why?”
“Is that why you slept with him? For the drugs? God, Rachel, seriously?”
“It's not what you think, Chloe. it…”
“Oh, not what I think? Wanna know what I think? I think my girlfriend cheated on me for who knows how long with the fucking drug dealer to get high without having to spend any of daddy's money!” Chloe says, yelling by the end. “ Well, I hope it was worth it.” She says quieter, tears gathering in her eyes.
“Chloe stop.” Max reached out for Chloe's hand. “I get that your mad, but it's more complicated than that.”
“Oh, really, Max?” Chloe pulled her hand out of reach. “More complicated? How, because it seems pretty simple to me. How long have you known, and why did she even tell you in the first place?”
“I've known for a couple of days, but Chloe…”
“Days? Days! You've known my girlfriend has been cheating on me for days, and you're just now telling me? God, some kind of best friend you are.” Chloe scoffs.
“God, Chloe, will you just listen to what we have to say?” Max sounds exhausted, “Like Rachel said it's not what–”
“Not what I think? What else am I supposed to think? You know what? I'm done. You can both just–”
“I'm pregnant!”
There's a pause, everything is silent. “What?”
“I'm pregnant, and Frank is the father. When I told him, he smacked me and told me to get rid of it.” Rachel says, tears gathering in her eyes.
“He hit you?”
“Yes.”
“And you're carrying his child?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay then. What do you want to do about the baby.”
“I-I don't know, but I want you with me,” she looks over at Max, “both of you. I want us to figure this out together.” She looks back at Chloe, “I want you to hold me and say that everything will be okay regardless of what I choose. I don't expect you to forgive me anytime soon, but I love you, and I know you love me. I know we can work this out eventually.” The tears now fall freely down her cheeks.
Chloe looks over, “Max?”
"Yeah?”
“Take care of Rach for a little bit.”
“Why, where are you going?” Max asks wearily.
“To give Frank a piece of my mind. He doesn't get to hit Rachel without any consequences.” she says anger in her voice, “Then to the junkyard to blow off steam.”
“Are you coming back? Are we okay?” Rachel asks worriedly.
“Yeah, Rach, we are. You're right. I do love you, and that's what makes this hard. You guys can come to my place tomorrow, and we'll talk more, okay?” She says, looking Rachel in the eyes for the first time since they started talking.
“Yeah, okay.” Rachel wiped at the tears on her face. “see you tomorrow.”