At 15, you figure you've got your whole entire life ahead of you. That's exactly what I thought. Until I held the pregnancy test, and felt my whole world shatter. My heart started beating fast as I lay there in utter shock on my cold bathroom floor. I slammed open the toilet lid and started vomiting. How? Why me? I grabbed my phone off the counter and texted Dylan, telling him to call me. 5 minutes later, he finally called.
"What do you need Riley? I'm at work." He said angrily. I paused. Should I tell him?
"Dylan. I'm pregnant." I said quietly. He took a deep breath. I waited for him to say something and then he did.
"Riley, it was a one time thing. You're on your own. Get an abortion if it pleases you. I don't care!" He practically screamed and then hung up. I looked in the mirror at my tear stained face. I am so screwed.
