Realisation

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Oh no! I'm pregnant.I put my tear stricken face into my palms. For a few moments I just sit quietly crying until I hear the creaks of the door opening...
"Hello? Is there anyone in here?""Miss Kate wants everyone in the A-studio" I wait quietly holding my breath. I soon hear the door being opened again. As soon as I know no one is with me I let out a whimper. This can't be happening. What am I going to do? For an hour I battle with my thoughts, the meeting with Miss Kate slips my mind. I remember though....eventually. As quickly as I can I pick up my phone from the floor and take a picture of the pregnancy test, I then wrap it in toilet roll and place it at the bottom of the bin. To hide it further I gather a mile of toilet paper, scrunch it up and put it on top. Happy with my handy work, I unlocked the door to the cubicle and wash my red, puffy face with cold water. I soon deem myself presentable and with my head down walk out of the toilets. I walk for a while until I reached the music room. I know what I needed to do. I needed to tell someone. I needed to talk to him.

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