My best friend is the most stubborn 
person I've ever met.
Since middle school it has been "You have
to get those jeans," "You have to buy 
that CD," "You have to see this movie."
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But things got more serious our 
freshman year of college.
Of course, I didn't even have to tell her.
She saw the bruises and knew 
my boyfriend hit me.
Not just once.
And not accidentally.
"You have to leave him," she said more 
than once, but it wasn't that simple.
When I finally worked up the courage to 
leave, she was by my side the day I moved 
out of the apartment he and I shared.
I was finally free. And then I found out 
my birth control had failed.
I knew I had to end the pregnancy.
One of the worst things about getting 
an abortion was actually having to 
say the word “abortion.”
It's certainly not the easiest word to 
say to anybody.
With my best friend, no topic had ever 
been off limits. Which is why I already 
knew she was against abortion.
I couldn't imagine losing her over this.
I told her that I could not have my 
abuser's baby.
I did not want to create a life with 
such a hateful man.
And then I waited for her judgment,
but it never came.
She even drove me to the clinic and made
me call my mom as I took the 
pills in our dorm.
What I remember most about my experience
is how the women I love stepped up 
to support the decision I was 
choosing to make.
Because the life they were most 
concerned about was mine.
When you love someone, you want 
the best for them, 
and that means you would do
anything to protect them from being 
forced to do something against their will.
I think most women feel that way, but 
when it comes to abortion, it can be 
hard to say the words.
I'm Elizabeth Banks,
and I draw the line for Rebecca.
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