Chapter 2

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This cant be true. Dr. McConnell continues to talk. "..this isn't the end of the world, we can explore some options. For example.." his voice starts to fade away as I stand up. Before I know it im running down this hall that seems so much longer then when I walked through it earlier.

People stare at me but I dont even care. Its not long before I get tired and stop to take a break.

Once I sit on the bench my mind go's wild. I cant be pregnant. Im only fourteen and barely started my periods.

Oh my god.

What am I gonna do?

I dont even know what to feel. Am I happy? Am I sad? Am I mad? I sort of feel like all of those three.

When I came here earlier I thought he was just gonna say something like "you have the flu" It never once crossed my mind that I was pregnant.

What will I even do with the baby? I am almost certain that the baby's father, won't want a kid to look out for. All he ever thinks about is himself. I highly doubt he will care for our baby.

I could give the baby up for adoption? Or maybe have an abortion?  No, abortion is not a option. I couldnt live knowing I killed a inoccent little life.

I'll figure it out once its close to my due date. Its still hard to get a grasp on whats happening. I touch my belly. Its so wierd knowing I have another little life inside of me. I am quickly pulled out of my thoughts when I hear my brothers' steps down the hall.

Its not long before he finds me. I dont really know what to expect from him but I know that he's going to feel like this is all his fault.

"You run pretty fast for someone thats pregnant" he teases.

Im guessing he's taking this pretty well? Im not sure.

"I mean, I guess" I answer.

He looks into my eyes, searching for some hint of my emotions but then looks away quickly when he doesnt find any.

"How did this even happen? my brother asks.

Should I tell him what happened? Should I tell him everything that I swore to never talk about?

"Here let's take you home, you can tell me then" he half whispers.

"Okay" is all I manage to say.

We stay silent for a while and I sigh. "You know the Japanese said that every time you sigh you loose 10 years of life, right?" He quickly recovers from his emotional side.

"Im 14 and pregnant. I think I have the right to sigh"

We get in his car and drive the rest of the way in silence. Giving me so much time to simply just think what im gonna do with my life and my baby? What am I gonna do about the dad.

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