Children // Faya

Chapter 5: Double

Two weeks later

Maya

I find my morning to be me vomiting over to toilet. I hurled until it finally stopped. I had been suspicious, but now I was sure I had to check.

I wipe my face off and grab my bag. It was a weekend. I leave the house. I probably had about a half an hour before anyone would notice that I'm gone.

I walk to the drugstore and walk to the tampons and pads area. I act like I'm going to get some. When I don't see anyone, I grab two boxes of pregnancy tests. I would just take them back home.

I rush to the front and luckily it was a lady. Then I had double luck when she wasn't caring what I was buying, and cared about getting my money. I payed her and rushed out.

I shoved them into my bag and started walking. But I passed a food truck that had corn dogs. It smells so good. I defiantly wanted one. I buy two and keep walking. I was really craving them more after I ate two.

I rushed home and used two tests. I put them on the sink and went to the kitchen to drink some water. I waited and took deep breaths. I tried to calm myself for five minutes before I walked back in. I didn't want to look but at the same time I did. I slowly looked at it and both tests had double lines.

I bite my lip as tears roll down my face. I really haven't cried this much since Riley was bullied. Gosh, I wouldn't ever want that to happen again.

I cried and cried. Out of all chances, the same thing that happened to mom, happened to me. I was going to have a baby. No father. I probably won't be there for it. The child will be me. He or she will hate me. I'm no mother figure. I'm a seventeen year old rebel against everyone but my friends. I have another year 'till graduation, and I'll have a baby.

Sometime after I stop crying. I throw one of the tests away, and one in my purse. I leave the purse and head to Riley's window.

I open her window to see her dancing. I chuckle and say, "Hey Riles." She turns around.

"Oh! How nice of you to join my party?" She grabs my arms.

"Riley I don't want to dance." I tell her.

"Oh sure you do!" She tries to dance with me.

"No Riley, I don't." I pull away. She looks at me.

"What's wrong?" She asks me. I breathe, and my eyes widen.

"What's your mom cooking?" I ask, nervously.

"Pancakes w-" before she can finish I run out of her room to the Matthews bathroom. I vomit once I'm in there. Riley runs after me and pulls my hair back. I had to run to a window to get fresh air.

"Maya are you okay?" Topanga asks me.

"Yeah, I just have to get back to my room. I'm sorry." I run out of the door and go back to the apartment.

I get into my room. I didn't know what to do. Who should you tell? What if someone found out? Someone will figure it out, you don't have enough money to get an abortion. Besides, you don't want to kill a kid.

Voices running through my head make everything worse. I wanted to just be non-existent. I wanted to disappear.