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sixteen.

a/n NOT ME LISTENING ELVIS WHILE WRITING THIS-

TW// vomiting mention ⚠️

Heather.

Bridgette and I stepped out of the deserted bathroom only to find Ms. Dalton rounding us all up to pack our things and eventually say our farewell to this heaven. "Bridgette, I don't know what to do," I said pathetically. "You know that you need to eventually tell him," she said empathetically. "No, I don't," I responded. Her face became puzzled. She turned and looked at me. "W-why?" she asked. I answered her quickly. "Because I might not keep it" I blurted out accidentally. She fully turned to face me. She placed her warm hand on my shoulder. "Heather, it is definitely your decision to make, however, Alejandro deserves to know at least. He shouldn't be kept in the dark when he is half of the baby" she sighed. I only nodded in response. Now I couldn't break up with him. It's not like I could drop two bombs on him in the span of a sentence. It was simply too unfair. So I would hold off on the breakup until I've made an informed decision about the kid. I knew that Courtney needed to have her opinion put in too. It wasn't like I didn't trust Bridge, because I did, it's just that I like to have support with my decisions. 

We got to the room and started packing our things. Courtney was out, she must've been in Duncan's room, whatever they were doing in there. Bridge and I were chatting away about general things until I felt a gurgle in my stomach. I felt that similar tingly feeling in my throat soon. I recognized the terrible feeling and ran for the bathroom. The door wouldn't budge so I escaped for the boys' room to use their bathroom since it was closer. I was so close to the door until I let it all out at the entrance. Geoff opened the door, probably alerted by that horrifying noise. DJ walked out and immediately walked back in scrunching up his innocent face. Duncan popped his head out and said "shiiiiiitttttttt" and whispered to Courtney "okay now..... go". Her hair was a mess and her lipstick smudged. Yep. They definitely did it in the bathroom. "Big improvement for Courtney!" I thought. Although that thought passed by my mind I had bigger fish to fry. She was walking out of the door until Ms. Dalton stopped her in her tracks. She placed a hand on her hip and starred her up and down. Courtney painted on a weak smile and made a run for it to our room. "Mhm," Ms. Dalton said as she was running. She then turned her attention to me who had just thrown up everywhere. "Come inside" she was in the middle of walking me into the guy's room when she heard a commotion coming from Principal McLean's room. I heard Blainley yelling. Yikes. She turned to Al. He immediately said "yes I can take care of her" a little too keenly. "Thank you" Ms. Dalton replied. And she left us to it. 

a/n yes ms dalton should be fired 😭 

"So what happened?" he asked as he went to go clean up. I stayed silent. I had to tell him. I paused him by putting my hand on his toned back. "Oh? You have something else in mind?" he smirked. "No, you pig. By the way, I just threw up" I said sassily. He laughed to himself. This was what I loved about him, so this was going to be extremely hard. I started rubbing his back in a motion to grab his attention. He looked at me with his dazzling green eyes. "Heather can you please just tell me or we will have to resort to option B.," he joked. "And what's option B?" I laughed. "Well, the physical element to our relati-", "Shut up" I hit him lightly. He laughed again. "Okay, can you please tell me?" He asked. My face turned soft. I grabbed his hands. "Listen, I'm pregnant. And you don't have to be a part of it if you don't want to, I will never force you." I got prepared to get up and leave. I paused at the door but remembered Bridgette's voice. I ignored it and left. 

I walked back to my room in melancholy. Courtney noticed how sad I was and was about to put in her first two senses but stopped herself. She must've noticed my mood. However, she did look like she was going to ask something but I answered for her. "I will tell you on the plane," I said bluntly. She understood the situation and continued to take off her makeup while looking in the mirror. None of us said another word that night. And I'm thankful we didn't. I had to gather my thoughts before I said anything without thinking.