The next day I head across the street. Mom gave me the day off so I can go to my appointment later. I enter the Flynn-Fletcher's backyard where both boys are working.
"Hey boys!" Whatcha doing?" I am nervous. This is the first time I've seen Ferb since.... Since his room. We hadn't had a chance to talk really, and now after the date with Phineas, I have no idea what he's thinking.
"Hey Isabella!" Phineas looks up and waves to me. "I'm glad you came!"
"Happy to be here." I respond, smiling. Ferb doesn't even glance up from what he's doing, ignoring me completely.
"So did you guys do anything fun while I was gone?" Phineas goes back to tightening the screws on a panel set inside a giant red box.
"Yeah," I say, eyes glued to Ferb's back. "I had a great time hanging out with Ferb."
"I'm glad you guys still managed to do something even with me gone and Ferb having his girlfriend." Phineas grins over at his brother.
"She's not my girlfriend." Ferb grunts, his only acknowledgment of me so far.
"Really?" Phineas squeaks in surprise. "You certainly move fast then."
I turn and face the house so Phineas can't see how pink my face is right now. I take a couple of deep breaths, pushing back feelings of hurt and embarrassment. Why did I even come over today?
"I'm not the only one." Ferb grumbles quietly so only I can hear. Tears pool in my eyes and my chest hurts.
"I have to go." Not turning around, I quickly leave. I walk down the sidewalk, my only focus, not letting the tears fall. I don't stop to cross the street to my house, I just keep going. I make my way through the neighborhood, eventually getting closer to downtown. After about ten minutes of walking, I feel better enough to actually start thinking and not just feeling.
I find a cafe and sit at one of the outside tables. What am I going to do? Every time I think I finally make some sense out of things, it all gets so confusing again. Maybe I just need a break from both of the Flynn-Fletcher boys. This summer, hanging out with them just seemed to hurt me. And I know a lot of it is my own fault. If I could just keep my feelings platonic, then I never would have landed in this situation. I'll give myself three days. Three days of no visiting them, answering texts or calls, or anything like that.
Strengthened by my decision, I go inside to order a latte. A day like this needs a bit of a treat. I end up spending the morning shopping around Danville. I get a few pieces of clothing and a couple of books. A new bookstore had opened up recently near the hair salon, and I finally had the free time to check it out. I pick out a book on investigative journaling, and one on meditation. I could really use some inner peace right now. Maybe I can do some in the morning or something.
After shopping, I grab a quick bite to eat and head to my doctor appointment. I try to not feel ashamed. Surely they all think so badly of me. I'm only 18 and asking for birth control.
I check in with the woman at the window and she hands me some paper work to fill out and tells me to get take a seat. My hands are shaking as I fill in all of my information. I'm almost done when my name is called.
"I'm not done with the paper work quite yet," I tell the nurse as she leads me to a triage area.
"Oh, that's okay sweetie. You can finish it while you wait for the doctor." She has me sit and takes my vitals, height, and weight. "Okay. I'm going to have you leave a urine sample, then wait in room three." She hands me a little cup.
"Yeah, sure." I awkwardly take it from her and follow her out into the hall.
"Bathroom is down the hall on the right." She smiles and waves before heading off in the opposite direction. I do as instructed before heading to my exam room. I sit on the very loud crinkly paper, and finish my forms. The clock ticks very loudly as time seems to pass incredibly slowly. It feels like I sit there for three hours, but in reality it's closer to fifteen minutes.
A knock on the door brings me out of the trace the ticking clock had put me in.
"Hi!" The doctor pokes her head in. "I'm Doctor Strong."
"Hi." I greet her in return. She steps inside, holding a piece of paper.
"Isabella?" She double checks before getting into it.
"Yeah, that's me." I wipe my sweaty hands on my pants.
"Fantastic! So I have here in my notes that you're wanting to look into getting on birth control?" She sits on her stool and puts on some sanitizer.
"Yeah." I answer, not sure what else to say.
"Great, so first I have a couple of questions for you first." She pulls out a pen to take notes on her sheet. "Are you sexually active?"
"No, not yet." I blush.
"Alright. Well this is a great first step to prepare." She joys something down. "Your pregnancy test was negative, so you're good to go there."
Pregnancy test? I guess that's what the urine sample was for.
"Would you be able to take a pill at the same time everyday , or would that be a bit of a challenge for you?" She starts going into the different options with me, pros, effectiveness, cons, side effects, and so on. Finally we divide to go for the shot.
It doesn't hurt too bad, and it's over quickly. As I'm getting ready to go, she hands me a small bag.
"Remember, birth control doesn't protect against sti's." And with that she leaves to go prepare for her next patient. I peek inside the bag to find about a dozen or so condoms. Well, I guess I extra prepared now. As much as this appointment was awkward, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I'm glad I did this.
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Ahh, Isabella, as responsible as ever. On to the next part.
Xoxo
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Oh, Brothers (Ferbella)
FanfictionIsabella has lived across the way from the Flynn-Fletcher boys for years. She knows them better than anyone, maybe even better than she knows herself. She also has cared for Phineas for as long as she could remember. But when he moves away sudde...
