The Watching

Chapter 5

Amelia bit her lip. It had been almost one month since she and Mr. Jenner (whose name, she learned, was Chris) had sex and she was due for her period any day now. She counted the days since then. Twenty-seven days exactly. So close...

She threw herself on her bed, her body aching. Suddenly, she felt a wave of nausea overcome her at the thought of being pregnant. Possibly.

She didn't hurl. Thankfully.

Since that day, she and Chris had shared a hello here and there... But that was all.

She felt dirty every time she thought about the fact that she, the innocent Amelia, was not a virgin and that she'd had sex without a condom and that she might very possibly be pregnant.

God, damn it, she thought, her heart pounding in her chest. There was only one person she knew she could talk about this with... Vanessa.

She texted her. Need a pregnancy test. Please, don't say anything. -Amelia

You know I'd never. :) -Vanessa

Amelia sighed, relieved that that was finally off her shoulders.

Now all she had to do was wait.

***

She looked at the pregnancy test and felt her stomach knot. "I don't know how to read this, Vanessa," she admitted to her best friend.

Vanessa frowned, turning around to face Amelia, who was on the toilet. "It's a plus if it's positive, which means you're knocked up. A minus if it's negative, which means, 'Congratulations, you're not having your teacher's baby. Be careful next time, bitch.'" She smiled. "Or pink for positive, blue for negative."

Amelia smiled. "I'm not pregnant!" she cheered as she looked at the blue circle on the test. Vanessa smiled, took an empty soap box, and threw it at Amelia's head. "Ow! What the hell was that for?"

"For you being stupid." She smiled. "Thank God, you're not pregnant."

Amelia laughed. "Thank God."