The Impossible Just Turned Possible

I gasped as I looked down to see the little "+" sign on the pregnancy test stick.

No, no,no!! This can't be happening!

I started pacing back and forth in my room, looking every 5 seconds to make sure I wasn't just imaging it.

I wasn't. This was the 4th and final test I had taken that night. Every one of the tests had come out positive.

This can't e happening. I'm the quiet girl who likes to read and be alone. I'm the straight A student. I'm the daughter my parents brag about to everyone. I cant be pregnant. I'm only 17!

I fall to the floor, clutch my stomach, and start bawling my eyes out.

*.*.

"You okay, honey?" my mom asks the next morning at the breakfast table.

I continue to stir my soggy cereal around the bowl, my head resting in my hand, and my elbow resting on the table. I shrug.

"Is something wrong?" my dad asks.

"No." it comes out barely even a whisper.

"Well, okay. But you know we're always here for you, sweetheart. You can talk to us about anything." my mom said.

Definitely not this, though, I thought.

"Jewls," my older brother, Alex starts. "time to go."

I slowly stand up from the table, grab my bag, and swing it over my shoulder.

I dragged myself to Alex's car, and sat down staring out the window.

"Okay, what's wrong?" Alex asks as he starts driving.

"Nothing." I growl.

"Obviously, it's something. You haven't been eating, talking, and you never come out of your room. What's wrong? Boy trouble? Do I need to kick someone's ass?"

I give a tiny smile. "No, I'm fine Alex. Really, I am. I'm just, uh, stressing finals." I mumble.

He nods, unsure, but let's it go.

I walk into school, trying to avoid everyone until I get to my locker. I enter my combination and the door swings open. I try to hurry and get my books so I can get to class before anyone can talk to me.

"JEWLS!"

Too late.

I slam my locker shut and turn around to see my best friend, Riley, standing there, grinning.

"Uh, hey." I say.

"Guess what!"

"What?" I ask cautiously.

"I had sex with Brandon last night!" she exclaimed.

I pretty much choke.

"Oh, um cool?" it comes out more like a question.

She nods. "Are you okay?"

"Perfect. I gotta get to class. See ya." I mumble as I brush past her.

"Hey!" she calls after me. But I just keep on walking.

I almost make it to class with nobody taking to me. But right as I was about to walk inside, my boyfriend of 2 years grabbed my arm, and pulled me aside.

"Hey, baby." he wraps his arms around me and nuzzles his head into my neck.

I haven't told him that I was pregnant, obviously. I couldn't. He would leave me. He's already planning out his future. Hes a year older than me and going to college in a year. This would just ruin things for him and he'd leave me. I didn't know what I was going to do yet. I couldn't break up with him. But then again, I cant go on being pregnant with HIS child and not have him notice.

"Hi." I whisper.

"Something wrong?" his green eyes burned into my hazel eyes.

I gulped hard and looked to the left.

"No." I manage to say.

He brushes some of my brunette hair out of my face a gives me a kiss.

I squeeze him tighter, wanting to tell him. Tell him that right now, HIS baby is inside of me.

The bell rings.

"I'll see you at lunch, babe. I love you." He says.

Would you still love me if I told you?

"I l-love you, too." and I walk away to class.

Emotions are creeping up. I feel like I'm going to explode. I don't know what to do.

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I worked on this for such a long time, and it still came out shitty!! >:o

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