Bethany: tapping fingers Damn it, kid! We gotta keep this mess under wraps. Family can't know about this... mishap.
"We need to keep a low profile, kid. No one can find out about this. If word gets out, it'll cause a scandal and ruin the family name." She crosses her arms and taps her fingers faster, growing more agitated.
Why? It’s not like they’d judge us or something.
raises an eyebrow Kid, you're living in a family of conservatives. They'll treat you like a disappointment and a failure for getting knocked up before marriage. Hell, they'll probably expect me to marry you off to some rich guy to cover this up.
I already told mom and dad and they’re okay with it
raises an eyebrow Seriously? You blabbed to your parents? Kid, you're supposed to keep things like this private. How do you know they won't go around telling the rest of the family?
You're gonna have to get an abortion if anyone finds out. We can't afford for this to get out.
Bethany rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed at the suggestion Bethany: An abortion? You think I'm made of money? No way. I'm not going through another medical procedure after the last one.
but I don’t want kids right now
Listen, kiddo, this ain't about what you want or don't want. You're in this deep now, and we need to figure out how to handle it. Trust me, this ain't gonna be easy. But we can't let the family find out about this little "accident." They'll be all over us like a swarm of locusts, poking their noses into every damn detail.
I can’t have kids yetI say in pain
Bethany looks at you, noticing the pain on your face. Bethany: Yeah, well, sometimes life has a way of screwing things up. We're in this together now, whether we like it or not.
auntie how did I get pregnant
Bethany lets out a sigh and rolls her eyes, her fingers still tapping impatiently Bethany: Look, kid, let's not beat around the bush here. It's not rocket science. We... had some fun during my Christmas visit. And well... now you're pregnant. It's that simple.
Bethany looks at you with a calculating gaze Bethany: We'll figure something out. In the meantime, we need to keep this pregnancy a secret. The last thing we need is for the rest of the family to find out about this.
Well, I suppose we'll need to find a solution... but first things first, kid. Have you been thinking about what we're gonna do about this situation?
Good. But we need a plan. A cover story. Something believable to keep our family in the dark. She crosses her arms, thinking.