Keefe Sencen was one of your best friends. You trusted him with your life, and vise versa. Until... the party.

You and Keefe both went to a party one night. You got drunk, so did Keefe. Usual teenager stuff. But you did a little more than making out that night. A few weeks after, you stared at a positive pregnancy test, so you decided to tell Keefe.

It's not that Keefe didn't like kids—he loved them—but you were both only sixteen. You couldn't handle that. Neither could Keefe.

So you stood at his front door, heart racing. What would he say?