Unexpected (Ace Frehley)

this was not part of the plan

I wake up with this sickning feeling in my stomach. I have to puke. I run to the bathroom making the toilet just in time. I hang over the toilet puking. Everything must be out now. I wipe my mouth still feeling sick and like my eyes don't have a center anymore and can't see straight. I try to hold myself up, grabbing a cup of water with no feeling in my legs. I drink the water and wash my face, hanging over the sink feeling dizzy. I put on my sweater and make some tea. Ace isn't here he is probaply rehearsing or working. My head feels light, like it is held up by something and my stomach feels like it has been turned. I drink the tea, trying to find a reason why i feel like this. When it hits me. Fuck. No no no no no no no, i can't be. I can't be pregnant. No shit no. I can't be pregnant. I don't want to be pregnant. I can't care for a child. I'm nineteen. But it's the only explenation, we haven't used a condom. My legs tremble as i walk to the door getting my coat, leaving the appartment.

I come back with a pregnancy test and and carefully read the instructions. I walk to the bathroom trying to hold myself up. Taking the test in fear and hoping it's the flu. I press my finger on the display area to scared to see. My whole body trembles and i'm heavily breathing without control. I squeeze my eyes shut removing my finger. Fuck no. Tears now streaming down my face. I don't have any control anymore. My breathing so heavy it feels like i'm coking and everything around me is spinning. What am i going to do, how the fuck am i going to tell Ace. We're to young. I cry, everything spinning when it all goes to black.

"Savanna, open up". Ace bangs on the door. I look around seeing the test on the ground along with a puddle of blood. My head feels like somebody hit it with a hammer. "SAVANNA, OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR". I quickly put the test in my pocket and try opening the door. Sitting on the ground covered in my own blood. "What the hell happened". "I slipped". Technically it wasn't a lie cause i did slip. "Jesus christ". He bends down next to me looking at the back of my head. "What". I faintly say trying to keep myself together, i can't tell him yet, it's not the right time. "I'm taking you to the hospital". Did i hear that right. "What no, i'm fine". "You have a hole in your head". "Is it still bleeding?" "Not anymore". "Than i'll be fine". I take a towel cleaning the puddle of blood. "I'll do it". "No it's fine, i'm almost done anyway". "Shut the fuck up". He takes the towel and replaces my work. I take out some new clothes that are not covered in blood and try not to think about being pregnant. "I'm gonna take a shower". "Okay". He looks worried.

I step in the shower, silently crying while the blood washes away. My life is ruined by something so small, that makes a huge difference. It is my own fault and i can't change it. Now i have to deal with it.

I close my eyes resting against the soft pillow. I had been passed out for 8 hours and i can't wait to do it again. I don't want to think about it. I can't.