What's this?
None of our business.
I know you've been sneaking around, seeing your boyfriend.
If you're knocked up, you gotta tell someone.
I... I'm not pregnant, I...
I didn't even had...
Sex?
Get out, you ain't no virgin!
Uh, no.
I guess not technically, I...
I had sex once. Over a year ago, and...
uh, it wasn't...
consensual, so...
I got raped.
Got pregnant too.
What did you do?
I got an abortion.
It was horrible.
Maybe that's why Gaby left, you know.
To take care of it.
Sorry.
After that, that's when I joined my brother's gang, you know.
For protection.
- What about your parents? - Tss, girl, please.
My mom's got a mental illness, she's in the hospital.
My dad left before I was born.
Don't look at me like I'm a Pound puppy.
I ain't going back to all of that.
My aunt says if I do good, she'll take me in.
She knows you're a terrible dishwasher?
Not if you ain't telling her.
All this underground stuff,
I don't wanna be a snitch about it,
but if we just mind our own businesses,
don't take care of each other,
who will?
I know why you're always wearing long-sleeve shirts.
Excuse me?
I saw the blood stains.
On the shirt when I was doing the laundry.
That was an accident, ok?
Ok. So, uh...
why don't you show me
where you accidentally cut yourself?
What is your problem?
Gaby didn't take the knife, ok? We both know it.
Look, I don't need you judging me.
- I'm not judging you. - You think you're so much better than me.
- Actually not... - True?
"I stole a sandwich, I don't belong here", remember?
All right, either you tell Michelle about the knife, or I will.
Either way, Rita has to know about it.
Way to have my back.
No, you could seriously hurt yourself.
We're all here because we don't know how to deal with the hard stuff.
There are definitely better ways
of getting relief,
or whatever. Look, you could get an infection, you could...
die.
All right, this is me, having your back.
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