What's Two More

Chapter 5- Finding Out

Da'Cia P.O.V: Kendra and I spent the day just talking and hanging out. She wanted every detail of what happened with Zayn and I. She shook her head a I told her. "On a scale of 1-10 how good is he?" she asked causing me to go red in the face. "10.. all I'm saying is he has skill.. Like for real." I said. She shook her head. We watched different movies and just had some fun. the next day I flew back home. Before I got in my house I covered the most noticeable hickey. My mom Ana asked me how it was and I told her how much fun I had but leaving out certain things she didn't need to know. 

It's been two months since the concert when i got sick. I didn't think anything of it. I've been throwing up for a week and very bloated when I finally let the thought slip into my head. I've missed two periods, I've gained some weight, I have morning sickness, my boobs are tender and getting bigger. I fell back on my bed wanting to cry. I kept telling myself not to freak out. I might just be sick. I waited for my mom and dad to leave the house and skipped school. It's April and the end end of the school year. I take my car that daddy got me and headed to the next town where no one knew me. I went to a store and found some pregnancy tests. A woman in her twenties told me to go with first results. She said that I'd have the best chance of getting the right answers. 

I got several paid and went home. When I got home I mentally prepared myself to take the test. I went into the bathroom and took it. The first one came out positive. I took the second and third later. All positive. I started crying. I threw them away and went to the big trash can so my parents wouldn't find them. 

I went inside and called Kendra. She soon answered. "Hey!" she said. "Hi." I answered crying. "What's wrong?" she asked concerned. "I'm pregnant." I said crying harder. I heard her gasp. "Are you sure?" "Yea..Three pregnancy tests" I replied. "You need to go to a clinic." I know." I say. "You going to go?" she asked. "Yea... Ima go after I calm down." I tell her. After a few minutes of talking we get off the phone. 

I head to a clinic that out of town. When I get in I see several girls my age and younger. After a while I'm called back. The doctor does some tests and comes back. She decides to go ahead and perform and ultra sound. A few minutes later she looks at me and says "congratulations you're pregnant.I'm not positive just yet.. it's twins." she says and points to two little small images on the screen. I started crying hard. "I can't be.. I can't be." I said over and over. She walks out and lets me get ready. I'm 9 weeks along. 

I leave and start driving. I do everything I can to clear my head and calm down but it doesn't work. I call and tell Kendra. She is shocked but promises to be there for me. I decide not to tell my parents yet. I needed to wrap my head around it first.

We're eating diner the following week when I'm eating more than usual without noticing. "Hungry?" my dad Dustin asks. I sigh. "Yea." I reply. I didn't notice that I you could tell I had gained weight. "You've been hungry lately." he says. I look down. Guess it's time to tell them. "Um, I'm pregnant." I say deciding to be blunt with it. "What" my mom yells. I look up. By now they figured out that I wasn't playing. "Who's the father?" my mom asks trying to calm down."Zayn Malik." i said. before they could say anything smart I said bit happened after the concert." They both start yelling. "You slut!" my father yells in my face. "Get out!" my mom yells at him. "And don't come back." she tells him. He won't leave. My mom sends me to my room. About an hour later he leaves. My mom doesn't come talk to me and I know to leave her alone.