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My Saving Grace
Austin, We Have A Problem
An all too familiar feeling rushed over my body.
I quickly jumped out of bed and ran into my bathroom, flipping up the toilet seat. Thank God my dad had fixed this bathroom. I was sick of using the one in the hall.
A light in my room flicked on and I slowly raised my head up from the white porcelain bowl. I saw Alex standing there, slightly dazed from sleep.
"Are you okay?" He asked, leaning down to my side. He grabbed my hair and held it back as I hung my head back over the side, throwing everything up. "I'll take that as a no."
I leaned my weak body against the cabinet, taking in broken breaths. I closed my eyes tightly, hoping that when they opened, I would sitting on my bed, watching TV. I wanted this all to be a terrible nightmare.
I opened my eyes and saw Alex staring at me with concern in his eyes, "Why are you still throwing up?"
My lips trembled as I tried to speak, "I - I don't kn - know..."
He sighed and pushed his hair back from his face, "Do you need water?"
I nodded slowly and took another deep breath in. He left the room to go get me a bottle.
I sighed and stood up, making my shaky legs walk me over to my bed. I plopped myself onto the bed and curled into a little ball, my body shaking like a little leaf.
Alex walked into my room and walked straight passed the bed to the bathroom. I couldn't help but to giggle as I heard him question whether he had been sleepwalking and dreaming or not.
He turned off the light in my bathroom and walked over to the bed. He gave me a puzzled look before handing me the water bottle skeptically, "I don't know whether you need this or not..."
"I need it," I replied quietly, taking the bottle from him. I twisted off the cap and took a long sip of water. I let out a quick sigh of relief and twisted the cap back on. Sitting up, I placed the bottle onto my nightstand.
Alex took a seat next to me on the bed, "Why are you so sick?"
Do I tell him what I think is making me sick? Or do I lie?
I thought quickly, "Nerves. Y'know A - "
"AP exams?" He asked, placing his hand on mine. "You need to stop stressing over this."
"I know, I know," I sighed. I silently thanked my brain for it's quick thinking. "It's just, my whole future depends on these tests."
"It does not."
"If I don't get a good grade on them, I don't pass. Which, in turn, causes me to not get into a good school," I said quickly.
"They start next Monday, right?" He asked, laying back on the bed.
"Yes," I said, getting up to go turn off the lights. I was so tired. I didn't want to go to school tomorrow. Maybe I should just skip.
I walked back over to my bed and slid in under the covers next to Alex. I cuddled into him as he placed his arm around my waist.
He placed a kiss on my forehead before drifting to sleep.
***
"Kara, skip school and come over," I demanded, pacing back and forth.
"Why?" She asked.
"I think I need to...yeah..." I said, trailing off. I couldn't bring myself to say anything related to the word pregnancy
She sighed, "Alright, fine. Lemme just turn around..."
I heard honking and obscene words leave her mouth. I couldn't help but to laugh hysterically. Just thinking of her yelling at passing motorists and imagining her face was hilarious.
The line went dead after she mumbled something about a 'stupid motherfucking soccer mom cutting her off'.
I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it, giving it a look. I think I pissed her off, not the soccer mom.
***
I stared at the stupid tests. They were staring back, mocking me.
Pregnant
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Stupid, stupid little tests.
I sank to the bathroom floor, placing my head in my hands. I wanted to die. I pretty much just threw my whole entire life away.
A thousand questions soon buzzed into my head like a swarm of wasps. What was Alex gonna do? What was I gonna do? Would Alex leave me or would he stay?
What if it wasn't his?
Oh dear God.
Frustrated, I kicked the door violently. A picture fell from the wall, the glass shattering into pieces.
That's how I felt - shattered, broken, hurt...
I stood up and sighed, running my hand through my hair.
I opened the door and saw Kara sitting on the bed. She stood up slowly, "Are you -"
I nodded my head sadly, "I hate myself."
She rushed over and embraced me in a hug, "Babe, I'm so sorry."
We quietly stood there, letting the silence consume us. She rubbed my back, making me feel safe.
A tear fell down my cheek and I pulled away from her, wiping my eyes.
The questions were still filling my head. Is it Alex's? Is it Jack's? If it is Jack's, what do I tell Alex? 'Oh, yeah, there's a baby growing in my tummy and it's your best friends!'? Hell no. But, seriously, what would I tell him?
What will everyone think of me when they found out? I mean, it was bound to get out soon. I would have a big stomach and they would notice that. Also, the word 'secret' doesn't mean a thing to anyone in Dulaney.
"When are you gonna tell Alex?" Kara asked quietly.
"I don't know," I sighed, throwing myself onto my bed. I landed face first in my pillows. I screamed as loud as I could into them and kicked my legs violently.
The guilt finally got to me.
I quickly jumped out of bed and ran into my bathroom, flipping up the toilet seat. Thank God my dad had fixed this bathroom. I was sick of using the one in the hall.
A light in my room flicked on and I slowly raised my head up from the white porcelain bowl. I saw Alex standing there, slightly dazed from sleep.
"Are you okay?" He asked, leaning down to my side. He grabbed my hair and held it back as I hung my head back over the side, throwing everything up. "I'll take that as a no."
I leaned my weak body against the cabinet, taking in broken breaths. I closed my eyes tightly, hoping that when they opened, I would sitting on my bed, watching TV. I wanted this all to be a terrible nightmare.
I opened my eyes and saw Alex staring at me with concern in his eyes, "Why are you still throwing up?"
My lips trembled as I tried to speak, "I - I don't kn - know..."
He sighed and pushed his hair back from his face, "Do you need water?"
I nodded slowly and took another deep breath in. He left the room to go get me a bottle.
I sighed and stood up, making my shaky legs walk me over to my bed. I plopped myself onto the bed and curled into a little ball, my body shaking like a little leaf.
Alex walked into my room and walked straight passed the bed to the bathroom. I couldn't help but to giggle as I heard him question whether he had been sleepwalking and dreaming or not.
He turned off the light in my bathroom and walked over to the bed. He gave me a puzzled look before handing me the water bottle skeptically, "I don't know whether you need this or not..."
"I need it," I replied quietly, taking the bottle from him. I twisted off the cap and took a long sip of water. I let out a quick sigh of relief and twisted the cap back on. Sitting up, I placed the bottle onto my nightstand.
Alex took a seat next to me on the bed, "Why are you so sick?"
Do I tell him what I think is making me sick? Or do I lie?
I thought quickly, "Nerves. Y'know A - "
"AP exams?" He asked, placing his hand on mine. "You need to stop stressing over this."
"I know, I know," I sighed. I silently thanked my brain for it's quick thinking. "It's just, my whole future depends on these tests."
"It does not."
"If I don't get a good grade on them, I don't pass. Which, in turn, causes me to not get into a good school," I said quickly.
"They start next Monday, right?" He asked, laying back on the bed.
"Yes," I said, getting up to go turn off the lights. I was so tired. I didn't want to go to school tomorrow. Maybe I should just skip.
I walked back over to my bed and slid in under the covers next to Alex. I cuddled into him as he placed his arm around my waist.
He placed a kiss on my forehead before drifting to sleep.
***
"Kara, skip school and come over," I demanded, pacing back and forth.
"Why?" She asked.
"I think I need to...yeah..." I said, trailing off. I couldn't bring myself to say anything related to the word pregnancy
She sighed, "Alright, fine. Lemme just turn around..."
I heard honking and obscene words leave her mouth. I couldn't help but to laugh hysterically. Just thinking of her yelling at passing motorists and imagining her face was hilarious.
The line went dead after she mumbled something about a 'stupid motherfucking soccer mom cutting her off'.
I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it, giving it a look. I think I pissed her off, not the soccer mom.
***
I stared at the stupid tests. They were staring back, mocking me.
Pregnant
| |
+
Stupid, stupid little tests.
I sank to the bathroom floor, placing my head in my hands. I wanted to die. I pretty much just threw my whole entire life away.
A thousand questions soon buzzed into my head like a swarm of wasps. What was Alex gonna do? What was I gonna do? Would Alex leave me or would he stay?
What if it wasn't his?
Oh dear God.
Frustrated, I kicked the door violently. A picture fell from the wall, the glass shattering into pieces.
That's how I felt - shattered, broken, hurt...
I stood up and sighed, running my hand through my hair.
I opened the door and saw Kara sitting on the bed. She stood up slowly, "Are you -"
I nodded my head sadly, "I hate myself."
She rushed over and embraced me in a hug, "Babe, I'm so sorry."
We quietly stood there, letting the silence consume us. She rubbed my back, making me feel safe.
A tear fell down my cheek and I pulled away from her, wiping my eyes.
The questions were still filling my head. Is it Alex's? Is it Jack's? If it is Jack's, what do I tell Alex? 'Oh, yeah, there's a baby growing in my tummy and it's your best friends!'? Hell no. But, seriously, what would I tell him?
What will everyone think of me when they found out? I mean, it was bound to get out soon. I would have a big stomach and they would notice that. Also, the word 'secret' doesn't mean a thing to anyone in Dulaney.
"When are you gonna tell Alex?" Kara asked quietly.
"I don't know," I sighed, throwing myself onto my bed. I landed face first in my pillows. I screamed as loud as I could into them and kicked my legs violently.
The guilt finally got to me.
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