Shattered Perfection

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I don't own the characters.

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Waking up, Lila groaned as the light hit her eyes. What had happened last night? She remembered arriving with Rhonda and Nadine, then doing the whole Wallflower routine while everyone got drunk around her. She sipped her coke. She was talking to Ludwig. She was feeling dizzy, he and Wolfgang had helped her to lie down.

That was all she could remember.

Her lower stomach felt sore as heck! And she hurt . . . Down There. Her thighs felt bruised, and her hair had sticky dry stuff in her hair, and could feel it on her face and other parts of her body. She closed her eyes and tried to calm her racing heart. 'Please, no,' she thought to herself. 'No, no, no!' She started to silently sob. She struggled to sit up when she heard knocking on the door. She looked beside her for a sheet to cover herself, but before she could the door opened and Ludwig was standing there smirking at her, and tossed a McDonald's bag at her.

"Rise and shine, slut!"

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~Eight Weeks Later~

"I mean, honestly, Pheebs, what could I say to him?" Lila heard Helga's voice ask. She lifted her legs up onto the toilet so no one would know she was there.

"There's nicer ways to turn a guy down," she heard Phoebe tell her best friend. She sniffled.

"Yeah, I know. But he doesn't deserve nice," she said. "Wolfgang is a prick. And his lame-o friends are dicks."

"Yes, but-"

"Shhh, do you hear that?" Helga asked.

"What?" Phoebe asked.

Lila held her breath. Had Helga heard her?

"Someone's crying or something," she said. "Are you alright?"

Lila was quiet for a moment.

"I know your in there," she said, banging on the door. "Are you alright?"

Lila continued to stay silent.

"Suit yourself," she heard Helga say. "Come on Pheebs."

Lila listened as the door opened then closed. She let out a noisy sob, and placed her face in her hands. Then she looked up to see Helga looking down at her over the top of the stall.

"What's up Miss Perfect?" she asked, smirking. "Dog died or-"

Helga's eyes went wide.

"Oh my God!" she disappeared and the next thing Lila knew, Helga was shimmiing her way under the door into the stall. She grabbed the stick out of Lila's hands. "Holy fuck, you are!"

"I'm pregnant," Lila said, before she threw up all over Helga's shoes.

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"I'm so sorry, Helga," Lila said.

"No biggie," she said, shrugging. "Olga got them for me for my birthday. Ugly things anyway."

Lila watched as Helga dropped them in the bin, then proceed to wash her feet off.

"Good thing I'm wearing a skirt today instead of jeans, huh?" she said. "So what the fuck babe?"

Lila just shook her head.

"You know the daddy?" Helga asked, using the soap from the dispenser on her legs and feet.

"Wolfgang or Ludwig," Lila said. "But I don't know. I don't remember anything. They may have had nothing to do with it."

Helga snorted.

"Yeah right, and I'm in line for a Sainthood," she said, switching legs. "Think you were drugged? Cause that's rape and you should totally get them done for it."

"I have no proof," Lila said.

"Yeah, cause, you know, the little person in your tummy has, like, no DNA or anything," she said sarcastically. "Seriously though, you should at least make a report. If nothing else, there's a paper trail."

"I haven't even seen a doctor," Lila said. "I haven't told my dad. What am I going to tell him Helga? I'm sixteen. I can't have a baby!"

"Well, you could have an abortion," Helga said, twisting her mouth. Lila could tell by the look on her face and the tone she used that it wouldn't be her first choice.

"I don't know," Lila said, leaning against the wall.

"How about I come over to your place after school? Bring Pheebs along," Helga suggested. "Phoebe will know what to do."

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"I have no idea what to do," Phoebe said. "I suppose we could get books out."

"Well first things first," Helga said in an authorative voice. "You need to see a doctor. Maybe it's just a hormone imbalance or something?"

The three girls were quiet while the thought.

"Thankyou, Helga, Phoebe, for coming over," Lila said.

"Why are we over?" Phoebe asked without thinking.

"Because my life is boring at the moment and I want to throw myself into some drama," Helga told her. "Jesus Phoebe, really?"

Lila looked up as her dad came in the door.

"Oh, hi honey, I didn't know you were going to have friends over," he said, smiling in at the girls.

"Neither did she, but we invited ourselves over," Helga said. "Ps, your outta pastrami."

Lila's mouth dropped open. Helga was such an audacious person, that she often seemed rude. Helga burped. No. she wasn't audatious after all. Just rude.

"It was good pastrami."

Lila could tell her father didn't know what to say or do.

"Oh, uh, glad you liked it," he said, looking to Lila. Lila shrugged.

"We better be off anyway," Helga said. As she walked past Mr. Sawyer, she smiled. "Thanks for the snack."

Phoebe gathered her things together and followed Helga out the door, smiling at Mr. Sawyer shyly as she passed him.

"Daddy, you need to sit down," she said.

"What's up?" he asked, walking in and sitting down next to her, smiling.

Lila's heart was breaking.

"I'm pregnant."

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Lila sat in her room waiting for the police to show up. She texted Helga quickly, asking her to come over. Helga was strong. Helga was brave. Helga was unflappable. Lila needed that. When she heard a knock on the door, she jumped up from her bed and rushed down the stairs.

"Lila cant come to the door right now," her father was saying.

"No, dad, please, I need her here!" Lila yelled. She reached past her father and grabbed Helga's hand and pulled her inside, and up to her room.

"What's going on?" Helga asked, watching as Lila slammed the door.

"I told my father," she told her. "He called the police."

"Good job, but why am I here?" Helga asked.

"I need moral support," Lila said.

Helga sat silently, staring at her.

"You do realise I'm not your best friend, right?" she asked. "That's Rhonda and Nadine."

"Would you tell them something like this?" Lila demanded, testily.

"Good point," Helga said, leaning back on her arms on Lila's bed. "Soo…"

"Lila, they're here," her dad said.

"Let's go," Helga said, linking an arm with her. "I'll be right here."

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