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"The test read 'pregnant.'
Tears began to fall down my cheeks. I'm only 17 years old - I cannot be dealing with a child right now. I wanted to scream in rage so badly. If Olan had just put on a condom that night, this test would have never read 'pregnant.'
A knock and a voice could be heard. 'I'm heading to Motors. Wanna come?'
The sound of my brother Ruben's voice sent chills down my spine. The fact that he didn't approve of me being with Olan, now imagine trying to tell him that his friend got me pregnant."
'No...I'm gonna stay here,' I replied.
'Are you okay?' my brother, Ruben, asked.
'Yeah...yeah, I'm fine. Just go.'
'I'm coming in,' he said.
As the door opened, he looked worried. I scrambled to hide the test, but it was too late.
'Is that a test?' he asked.
'It's nothing,' I said, trying to put it in my bag as if it were nothing.
'Give it to me.'
I knew it was too late to pretend it was nothing. I gave the test to him and watched his eyes widen in shock.
'Is it...?' he trailed off, not needing to finish the sentence.
'Yea of course'
Ruben slammed the test on the counter and walked out in anger.
'no no no where are you going'
'To go beat his ass I never wanted this for y'all'
A door slamming could be heard from the front door.
I slide down the wall crying hard. This shouldn't be happening if we would of just stayed protected.
'I need to go' went through my mind realizing.
I ran out of the house grabbing the test and putting in my bag getting onto my skate board ridding away to the shop.
Time skip
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Ruben walked into the shop furiously looking for Fuckshit.
