One Night Standards

Less Than Okay

"Are you okay Em?" A familiar voice whispers to me, a hand rubbing my back as I hold my temples. 

"Yeah, yeah, just a headache," I assure Eric, sitting up with a false smile to Ang who was rubbing my back.

"Maybe you should eat something, may help you feel better?" Ang suggests, although the very thought of food makes me want to throw up. 

"Oh, no I'm okay, I'm pretty queazy as it is," I explain, her frown growing. 

"Have you listened to us and seen a doctor? You've been like this for over two weeks," Mike comments, Jess hitting his head. 

"Be nice about it," she scolds, turning to me with concerned eyes. "But really, Rem, have you seen a doctor? You know, you're best friends with the Cullens, I'm sure their dad would take a look at you." At this, Bella laughs, earning a glare from our friends. 

"I'm sure it's just a cold you guys," I assure, although I myself don't believe it. "I also don't have the time. My mom's busy with the shop and you know how my dad is."

Bella laughs once more. "You're basically a single, teen mother," She comments as if it's a bad thing. "It'd be terribly ironic if you were actually pregnant."

With this, Ang and I share a look, a silent question being passed between us. 

"You're terribly funny, Swan. Just makes me want to -" But before I can finish my sarcastic comment with a threat, the urge to throw up takes over and I'm out the door and in the girl's restroom, throwing up in the toilet. 

"Hey, oh honey," Angela coos, coming behind me and holding my hair back, rubbing my back. 

Sitting up a moment later, I turn back, wiping my face with a tissue before facing my best friend. 

"It makes sense."

"What does Remmie?" 

"Bella's comment about me possibly being pregnant," I explain. "I've been throwing up all week, more tired than normal, having headaches, haven't been able to eat. My mom went through all of it when she was pregnant with Ada." 

"Did you miss your period?"

"I hadn't thought much of it," I state quietly as an answer. "It's not unusual for me to be late, but I don't know anymore," I state, shaking my head with tears in my eyes. 

"Oh Remmie," Ang coos, pulling me into her side. "I'll ride with you to drop your siblings off, then we can go to the hospital and see about a test, yeah?"

"Please," I request almost silently, heart pounding as hard as my head is. 

"I have to ask Rem, have you slept with anyone other than that time with Edward a month and a half ago?"

"No," I answer, crying even harder. "Ang he's going to hate me. I'm going to lose all of them," I sob, her holding me closer. 

"It'll all be okay. We're all here for you. You won't lose anyone."

"But I will! They'll all hate me and Bella will make my life a living hell and... and-" 

"Shhh, shh, let's get you cleaned up, okay? We have two more classes then we'll go see about a test," Ang promises, pulling me to the sinks. "Come on, hop up."

"Wait, is that Jess's emergency bag?" 

She laughs, opening the bag. "I had a feeling how this bathroom would turn. Figured a little concealer and mascara would be needed. So I told her I needed to borrow a tampon and she handed the bag over no questions asked." 

I smile, wiping my eyes with a tissue before she immediately attracts my face with concealer to hide my crying. "Have I ever told you how much I love you and that you're my favorite person?"

"Ehhh why don't you say it again, it's been a few days," She encourages, us beginning to laugh. 

"I love you and you're my favorite person, Ms.Angela Webber."

"And you are mine and I love you for it, Ms. Remmington Rhodes."