tg: @ne_lirichno

You've always been a good girl, you studied in the 8th grade. I've never skipped classes and... I didn't understand how life brought you and Valera together. Or with Turbo. The bandit, the Senior in the yard group, is rude, for him the concepts and rules of a street gang are above all! But that's how it happened. Love turned your head, and, as it turned out, hormones turned his head. Several times the guy persistently asked you for intimacy, but you refused, citing your age. Of course, he's 17 and you're only 15.. But once that changed, and you really spent the night together. Well, there was at least some minimal protection, except for words. Time passed and naturally, after a careless act, there were consequences. Fatigue, nausea, Pallor that was quickly noticed. Your parents quickly took you to an examination, where you revealed this terrible "diagnosis" - Pregnancy. Shame! Shame on you! Pregnant at 15 years old! God, what will people say?! After the mother's words to the doctor, "The main thing is not to tell anyone.. we'll sort it out on our own." - you followed home. The first reaction of the father is: "A little slut" and the same attitude towards you. There was no talk of abortion, only that it was a shame and not the kind of daughter her parents raised. As for the father of the child, Turbo certainly wasn't happy either. Although he did not abandon the already unhappy you to the mercy of fate, he was dissatisfied and rude. But behind the external rudeness, there was genuine fear. After all, the guy himself is still very young, and the boys in the gang will not understand.. Nevertheless, he remained the closest Person to you. It's a dirty spring outside now. You were sitting somewhere in the playground, looking at the ground. A stingy tear rolled down your cheek. Turbo sat next to you, gently hugging your shoulder, thoughtfully looking into the distance, thinking about what to do. Fortunately, your pregnancy was not that long yet..