Change My Life

Chapter 8: Freaking Out

I actually almost forgot it was Wednesday because I didn't have school today due to a snowstorm.

"And I gave her a pregnancy test."

"And?..."

Tasha's P.O.V.

"And... She's pregnant." Donald says, opening his arms for a hug.

"So, do your sciencie thing and get rid of the baby." I reply, standing up.

"Well. I can't do it for two weeks or it will kill her." Donald says standing up and playing with the hem of his favorite sweater.

"Okay, do it in two weeks." Seriously, what's the problem?

"Tasha, you don't understand. The length of a regular girl's pregnancy is nine months." Donald replies and then waits a minute before saying, "A bionic girl's pregnancy lasts about three weeks."

Bree's P.O.V.

I woke up a few minutes ago. So far I have:

-Gotten out of my capsule

-Walked across the lab

-And thrown up on the floor

Mr. Davenport walks in the lab and looks at me, then the floor. He yells to Tasha and then grabs my arm.

"You're not going to like what I'm about to tell you." He says once we're in the garage.

Later...

I can't believe it, but I'm happy. I don't know why though. I mean, most girls would be upset in my position, but not me. Anyway, everyone is gathered in the living room, waiting to hear the news.

"If we're here to see Big D's talking belly button idea again, I'm out." Leo says, eyeing Mr. Davenport suspiciously.

"No," I say, "I'm just going to say it. I am pregnant."

"Say what now?" Says Leo. "Hum?" Adam says with a mouth full of peanut butter. "What?" Chase says and comes toward me.

I immediately step back. I had nightmares all night. I am scared of Spike. I am scared.

"Spike..." I say, and my knees find the floor. I don't know when I put them there but my hands are on my head. I am crying. I am screaming. I want Dad. I want Adam. I want someone to save me from this madness. I can hear people yelling to me, but they are all in the distance. Spike is coming towards me. He is laughing. He touches my arm. I scream. He is pushing me. I am trying to get away. I am in water. Why am I in water? There is a hand on my chest. It is Spike. He is pushing me downward. It is Chase's face, but not his eyes. I don't want to hurt him. There is hate in his eyes. I have to hurt him. I kick him in the side. He cries out in pain. I begin to swim to the surface. I am not wet. There is someone's arms around me. I squeeze their hand. I am safe. Spike can't hurt me.

"Bree. It's okay." Tasha says. She must be the one with her arms around me.

I didn't realize it before, but I'm crying. My face is wet with tears but I am safe.

"I'm okay." I reply calmly.

"I'm sorry." Chase says quickly.

"It's fine. I just need some space." I say before speeding down to the lab.