One Night #WATTYS2015

Chapter 5: Covering Up

 Next Day (Wednesday)

I put on a slightly baggy shirt; to hide my forming baby bump. I don't want people to start gossiping or starting rumors. So, only me, Fern and Les know about it, and that was a disaster. I can imagine how others would react.

I slip on my jeans and they feel somewhat snug.

I make my way to the kitchen and I'm greeted by my mother, "Hi, sweetheart. Feeling better?"

"Yea, somewhat..." I reply.

I sit at the table and scoop a bunch of scrambled eggs onto my plate. I start to shovel the food into my mouth.

"Wow, you must be hungry," my mother said while staring wide-eyed at me.

I start to chew slowly and gulp, "Yea..."

I finish the rest of my food and grab my bag.

"Have a good day sweetheart!" my mother shouts.

As I'm leaving I quickly glance at her and give her small smile.

The whole way to school my stomach is turning; seeing Les after yesterday is going to be weird, but I think he doesn't want to face the situation and I don't want to force him.

I arrive at the school and head for my locker. I take the books that I need out. I close my locker and head to my first class which is Health and Les is in that class, and I have Math with him too.

 Great. I thought.

As I'm walking Les passes by me with his arm around Farrah, and quickly glances at me; only to look away.

I walk to Health and sit down at my desk in the back.  I keep my head down and stare in to space. I'm broken out of my trance when Les walks in and doesn't even make eye contact with me.

Mr. Karras walks in and says, "Good Morning, students!"

"Good Morning." everyone mumbles in unison.

"Okay, we're going to continue out discussion on pregnancy, and it's symptoms." Mr. Karras says with a smile.

 I know this all to well.

He points at me and says, "Ms. Rose, can you tell me some symptoms, someone may experience when pregnant?"

I look at him and feel put on the spot. I see Les squirm in his seat uncomfortably.

"Nausea...cramps, weird...um cravings." I stumble to stay calm.

"Very good, for someone who walked out the day I taught this." Mr. Karras says with surprise.

My heart starts to beat and I glance at Les. He turns away and avoids me.

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After school I walk home.

But, as I enter the house, I notice my mom standing there; with her arms crossed. I stop dead in my tracks, "What's wrong?" I ask and furrow my eyebrows. I also see Fern standing next to her with his head down.

"For some strange reason, Fern did not want me to clean, out your trash that was in your bathroom. Can you explain?" she said sternly.

I stood there with my heart beating fast and I glance quickly at Fern, and he glances back with apologetic eyes.

 Damn.

"There is nothing to explain." I lie.

My mother uncrossed her arm and turn to pick something up. My eyes widen when I realized it was one of my positive pregnancy tests.

"Really?" she said while stretching the word out.

I swallowed a lump that was in my throat, and took a deep breath, "I uh..." I tried to get the words out but couldn't.

My mother looked at me with tears in her eyes, "Is it true?" she said, "Cypress, look at me," she added. But, I couldn't.

I looked away trying so much to hold back tears, "Sorry Mom." I whispered.

"Who?" she asked and I immediately knew what she meant by it.

"Les..." I choked out.

My mother covered her mouth to silence her tears, "But, you guys..."

"I know. We were drunk on night and..."

"Cypress, honey." My mother said, "Did you tell him?"

"Yea..." I said shakily.

"So...?" she asked.

"So, nothing. He doesn't want to believe it mom. I can't even believe it," I said "The worst part is that I think I lost my best friend; because of one night."

My mother came towards me and wrapped me in a hug, "It's going to be okay." she assured me.

I pulled away from the hug, "That's the thing Mom; I don't think it will be. I'm the one who is going be walking around with a huge belly; no one else." I say with tears stinging my eyes, "The bad thing is the baby is going have to  pay    for our mistake. I don't think I can do that." I add and wipe at my tears as they fall.

My mother caresses my face, "He doesn't know what he's missing out on." she says.

"No, I don't what I'm going to be missing out on." I whisper.