Angel Scars

Chapter Thirteen

""Angelica. What the hell happened?""
""Are you okay?""
""Just text or call me when you see this.""
I checked the time. It was five in the morning. I looked over at the side of my bed and realized that my grandma must've woken up like she usually does.
Shaking and almost throwing up, I called Ryan.
Who the fuck told him about last night?
After a few rings, he finally picked up.
"'Baby girl. Are you okay? I heard what happened. Why didn't you text or call me?'"
I sighed, feeling sorry for myself and remembering how only a few hours prior, I decided to hurt the man of my dreams.
'"Yes, I'm okay.'' I lied. I choked back tears as I said this.
"'Angel."' My heart skipped a beat. It does every time he calls me that.
'"What'?" I whispered in the phone.
"'Talk to me. I love you and I give a shit about you. If I didn't, I wouldn't be here. Now talk.'" He said with authority. This made me flinch a little bit.
He did have a point, but I didn't expect him to say he loved me especially what happened.
"'My mom found out that I was gone. I ran to my room and I-I you know, hurt myself again. It's getting bad again, Ryan. Even my grandparents found out and tried to stop me. But you know how they are with religion; she said that she doesn't give a shit about me cutting and how I won't be able to get into Heaven for doing so."'  
Tears started to form in my eyes once again for what felt like the millionth time ever since I got home from Ryan's house.
I could hear him go silent over the phone, not saying a single word. I couldn't even hear him breathing.
""Ryan?"" I questioned him.
""I'm still here."" He said quietly.
Not knowing what to say, I kind of just sat on the phone with him silently.
My mind did wander though to our last encounter and it definitely got me thinking.
My period has not came yet. It usually does straight up every single month, sometimes on the same day.
Oh no.
""Angelica."" Ryan said a little louder this time but with more force.
I squealed in response as he did startle me out of my thoughts.
""Let me come over and we can talk.""
"But you know my mom grounded me from leaving the house, right?" I asked.
""No, silly. I come to you, of course."" I felt stupid for misunderstanding what he said.
""Alright."" I replied.
""Talk soon. I love you."" He said then hung up the phone before I could say anything back.
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"Morning." My mom said when I walked out into the kitchen. She was sitting on the kitchen table, staring off into space.
"Hi." I grunted.
"Where's grandpa and grandma?" I asked. I look around and noticed that they were gone.
"Oh." She replied coldly. "They went home very early this morning."
"Why?" I asked. My heart sank into my stomach. I tried to prepare myself for what my mom was about to say.
"Well ever since late last night/early this morning, they decided to leave while you were asleep because they couldn't handle it. As you know, they're getting older and can't handle that much stress."
I swallowed hard, trying not to say anything that will cause a huge commotion again. Knowing that I caused so much issues between everyone, but the one that hurts the most as awful and selfish as it sounds is Ryan. He told me he loved me yesterday night so of course that one is gonna hurt a lot. Speaking of Ryan...
"Ryan's coming over today." I told my mom without even bothering to ask.
"I presumed you being grounded meant that you don't have anyone even coming over, right?"
"You're very vague when it comes to me being grounded, mom." I replied with a snark.
"Sure, I guess Ryan can come over but that's IT." She said angrily, throwing her hands in the air.
"Whatever."
"You know missy, with that attitude and especially what had happened last night, you should be grateful I'm even bothering to let you have your little boyfriend over." She glared at me.
I then just shut my mouth, not wanting to cause anymore drama between me and her. She does have a point; after last night, things at the house are very very tense now.
I picked up my phone that I laid on the kitchen table. I realized that my mood has been very low lately. I thought it would've been PMS so I checked my period tracking app in hopes that my period would be coming soon but to my surprise it's actually late as fuck...
Before I could even bother to react, I heard my mom behind me, I heard her gasp.
"Angelica!" Her voice screamed behind me.
I started to shake really bad.
"What?" I whispered.
"What the fuck are you doing? Are you pregnant? What in the world makes you think YOU can have sexual relations? You're a CHILD." She screamed. All of the sudden, I felt a pain shoot through my head. She hit me in the back of my head. Hard.
"What the FUCK, mom?!" I screamed back.
"God forgive me." She said while putting her hands up in the air in a praying stance.
"You dumb cunt!" She exclaimed. "Why are you having sex? Sex before marriage?"
Stop screaming at me. Oh my God.
"Take a rest. Right now." She said, gritting through her teeth.
"Give me my keys." I replied, holding my hand out.
"That's all you're doing, buying a test and then coming back home! Do you understand?" She asked. Her pointer finger in my face. She walked away to go grab my keys which I assumed they were in a very obvious spot. They were. My car keys were just chilling in the cabinet with the cups. I sighed.
Walking towards me, my mom handed me my keys scowling at me. I shivered. I hate that "mom look" she gives me.
Walking away with my car keys in hand, I threw on a pair of shoes and just walked out of the house, not saying a word to my mom.
Starting my car and driving off, my mind began to wander about if I'm actually prepared for a baby or not or even if I'm pregnant in general. As I didn't want to get my hopes up, though, just in case the test was negative.
What would Ryan think?
Once I arrived at the drugstore, I had to make that ultimate decision to pick which pregnancy test I wanted to take as there was a lot of options. Some very cheap, some very expensive for no reason whatsoever, so I decided to go with the pregnancy test that was supposedly the best option for picking up the pregnancy hormone which was the drugstore brand.
"Here we go." I whispered to myself.
Let's do this.
After checking out and getting weird looks from almost everyone, I bolted straight to my car. I breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that I made it to my car without any problems, only to realize that I got to face the repercussions of my own actions when I get home.