I read the instructions which were written at the back of the box. It told me to pee on the stick they had given me and the results would come up on the little screen. Two dots meant I was pregnant and one dot meant I wasn't. I followed the instructions and waited for two minutes. It felt like forever but soon the results popped up and it confirmed my worst nightmare. I was pregnant at only sixteen years old. I didn't understand, we only had sex once? Thoughts started to race through my head, causing me to have yet another headache. What was I going to tell Christian and most importantly how was I going to tell my father? I still had a bright future ahead of me and I had just ruined it in a split second.
I stood up and unlocked the bathroom door. I walked back to my bedroom and sat next to Natalie on my bed.
"What did it say?" She asked, eagerly.
"I'm pregnant" I replied. I could feel tears starting to form in my eyes but I held them back when I noticed Melissa standing at my bedroom door.
"I was going to ask what you two would like to eat but then I overheard your conversation" She told us as she walked further into the bedroom.
"Please don't tell my father" I begged.
"Honey, you're pregnant, he has the right to know" She informed me.
"You fucking bitch! You're just a fucking gold digger!" I yelled. It just came out, I couldn't hold it in.
"Aw, you're jealous" She smiled.
"Of you? You look like a baggy pair of trousers, ugly ass bitch" I yelled.
"He likes this baggy ass, though" She said. "Don't worry, I'm not marrying him" She laughed before leaving the room. I had so many unanswered questions like: what did she mean by that and was she going to tell my father about this unborn baby.
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Scarred Love
RandomTamera Tucker was only 17 and she was not living the easiest lifestyle. Her mother died from cancer, forcing her to move in with her father and his new fiancé in California. Although her father was practicality the richest man in the state, she did...
