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fifteen.

Heather.

I handed Bridgette the pregnancy test as soon as I finished. The three minutes felt like four hours. I don't think I had ever been so anxious in my life. I stared at Bridgette leaning over the sink, obsessively glancing at her phone to check the time every few seconds. She suddenly looked up at me with her meadow green eyes and pulled me into a tight hug as she spoke. "Heather" she said. "Yes?" I answered shakily. "It's time" she announced as she pulled out of the hug looking me with sincere emotion.

I knew she must've felt horrible for me, but I felt even worse for Alejandro. I mean, I had completely switched his life around. If this baby was happening, I knew I wouldn't force him to be a part of their life. I know that I wouldn't want to be forced into something that I didn't purposely create. We were teenagers. Only eighteen. Barley stepping into the world. How on earth would I be able to be responsible for not only myself, but for another human being? That was why I begged for the test to be negative. I would never forgive myself if I fucked up someone's life so harshly.

Turns out I was wrong.

Very wrong.

It was positive.

I was ultimately fucked. Literally.

Bridgette handed me the test with her hands in a hot sweat. It read "pregnant". "A-are you sure these are accurate? Just making sure". My lips quivered. Begging for her to say "no, these are actually not accurate at all!". Except she didn't. She told me the truth. Which I needed to hear. "No Heather, it is very accurate, I'm so sorry" she rubbed my back in circles while I worked on my stomach. I rubbed it up and down anxiously. What would everyone think of me? How would Al react? My mother? My friends? Courtney? So there I was, an eighteen year old teen who had gotten herself knocked up, rocking back and forth on an empty bathroom floor with tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, with one of her best friends by her side, in a very occupied Italian hotel. All this, while on a school trip, which ended the next day. I had officially fucked up two lives.

What the hell was I going to do now?

a/n y'all that's it for tonight. gn.

-urlocalnoahstan ❤︎