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pregnant

I was shaking.

I was happier this time.

I walked to the kitchen with the test in my pocket and everyone went quiet and looked at me.

"So...what are the results?" Finneas said.

I pull the test out my pocket put it on the counter.

Everyone looked at it and they were all shocked.

My mom started crying and she hugged me.

Then Finneas joined our hug then Claudia then dad. I started crying because I was happy everyone were so supportive.

I mean, I got a boyfriend who was my ex and who cheated on me, had sex with him with no protection, got pregnant and I'm 17 and now they are hugging me and are happy?!

"I thought you would be mad at me" I said wiping my tears.

"Why would we be mad at you?" Mom said

"Well your 17 year old daughter is pregnant with the guy who you don't even like and didn't know I was dating"

"Yeah but I bet your having a hard time finding out this news so ofc we are going to support you" mom says

"Aww thanks mom" I tear up and hug her. I cry into her shoulder which was nice because I needed a good cry.

*TIMESPEED*

We have dinner and I don't feel like eating. I just sit down and play with my food.

"Your not going to eat anything Billie?" mom asks

"No I don't feel like it"

"Oh nausea?"

"Yeah kinda and my stomach hurts and I'm tired"

"Ok well you go sit on the couch and you can see what you want to do"

I go to the couch and lie down. I feel nauseas, I'm getting cramps, my boobs are a little bit swollen, I get mood swings and I'm always tired.

After a couple of minutes my mom comes and sits down next to me. She rubs my leg up and down and I get up and hug her. I need a hug from her. Everything hurts.

"So Billie what do you want to do? You can stay here or go to our house or go to your house."

"I wanna go to your house"

"Ok when do you want to go"

"Umm idk maybe now?"

"Yes we can go now do you want to drive in your car or should dad drive your car back to our house?"

"I will drive my car"

"Ok well get your stuff and we will go when you are ready"

Mom gets up and I get up with her. I go into the spear bedroom and get my clothes. I get the pregnancy test, my keys and put my shoes on. I say bye to Finneas and Claudia and hug them. I say thank you because they have really helped me. I left and got into my car. Mom came in the car with me too keep me company.

I arrived at mom and dad's house and went in. I went into my room and got some sweatpants and a hoodie out from my closet

I put them on and went into the kitchen because now I'm hungry. I make a bean burrito and go to my room. I put on youtube and watch some videos. I need a shower so I go into the bathroom and take off my clothes. I go into the shower and wash my hair. I look at my stomach and I just look bloated maybe because I just ate a burrito or I'm pregnant idk. I get out of the shower and go back to my room. I put back on my sweatpants and hoodie. Mom and dad are watching tv so I go into the living room with them. I cuddle up with mom and I get really tired so I go to bed. I have to go to the doctors tomorrow to find out how far along I am and to get a midwife ect. I brush my teeth and wash my face, I get into bed and fall asleep.

*8:17 am*

I wake up to mom trying to wake me up.

"I don't want to get up" I moan

"Billie you need to get up and go to the hospital"

"When is it"

"at 10"

"So why do I have to get up now?"

"Well you want to get ready and not rush" I get up and go to the kitchen.

I get some cereal and sit down. I eat my cereal while looking through Instagram. I finish and I get dressed into some oversized sweatpants and top with some Jordens.

When its time to go, mom, dad and I drive to the hospital and we go in and meet with the midwife.

I get a bunch of questions like who is the dad? who and where do you live? if I've been pregnant before. if I've done drugs ect.

Turns out I'm 4 and a half weeks pregnant.

I get some pain medicine for my tits because they are swollen and fucking hurt. I drive back home and take a nap.

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