It's your Baby (A Nash Grier Fanfic) | COMPLETED

Chapter 32

The next day, unfortunately, I had to go to school, no excuses. . .I woke up like I normally do, except that I was suffering a tremendous neck pain; perhaps I slept in a bad position last night. Talking of which, I didn't even ate, huge mistake. Now, I was having a growling stomach. But what was I supposed to do in that situation, huh? I mean, it was pretty clear that my family didn't wanted to see my face.

When I changed into my normal clothes, I didn't waste my time with make-up, so I just didn't applied any, I'm going to go natural. And the worst part, is that whenever I go without make-up, I start getting self-conscious. I feel the pimples in my forehead, the bags under my eyes, and without the mascara, my eyes look like they're closing little by little. But then, I stared at myself in the mirror, and I'm totally fine. My mind is  playing tricks with me.

I walked downstairs cautiously, scanning at my surroundings in search of my parents or brother. I saw my mom, giving her back to me, she was doing the dishes. My dad was reading the newspaper, sipping on his coffee mug. And my brother was using the phone. Everything seemed so normal, like if yesterday never happened.

I got inside the kitchen, bracing myself just in case they say something. My mom turned around and locked gazes with mine.

"Gwen—"

Here we go. . .

"Would you like scrambled eggs?" she asked. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. This was not at all what I expected. Weird. . .I nodded and then took a seat beside Alec, not once looking at me. I suppose he's just ignoring me, and that is so unlike him. Even if we fight sometimes, he would always speak to me, or wish me a good day, or ask me something randomly, never chose that ignoring and not speaking option.

We all ate quietly, and it couldn't be more awkward. I placed my fork and knife down and my family looked at me. "I'll go to school" I informed and stood up, not looking back. I grabbed my backpack from the ground and slung it on my shoulder. I opened the door and let go a heavy sigh. "Bye" I said and closed it behind me.

I started walking towards my school, thinking of all the things they will tell me once I step a foot in there. I mean, they already know my secret, I'm pregnant. And they laughed, they might be thinking I'm some kind of slut. Perhaps they're betting who's the father. I just want to hid in a hole and never come out.

But I knew that that would be impossible. . .

When I got to the main door of my school, I recieved multiple looks from nearly everyone there. I hold my chest briefly, and took a deep breath.

I can do it, I thought to myself. But deep inside, I knew something would go wrong, I just knew it. But I also knew I couldn't be a coward forever. So I put my chin up and tried to look as confident as possible, but the truth is. . .I'm shaking inside.

A group of girls were frowning while passing me by, some were commenting while looking down at my stomach. A few guys smirked at me, some other girls giggled among themselves. And suddenly I felt the need to vomit.

"Gwen, there you are!" Dani said and rushed towards me. "I've been trying to call you last night and this morning. . ."

"Sorry, I was so exhausted last night. I had this fight with my family" I said and walked directly to my locker.

"Really? What happened?" she asked, with a shocked expression plastered across her face.

"Apparently, they were thinking in sending me to a maternity home in Chicago" I said, a shiver running down my back with the simple memory.

She gasped. "What!? I can't believe it! Please tell me you're joking"

"Relax, I'm not going after all, it was just an 'option', but I'm still hurt that my own family was considering in send me there"