The next morning when I woke up. I was still numb from the day before I did not know what to do. I did not really sleep, I just tossed and turned all night. I still was just numb I walked around all day absolutely empty. I decided to tell my best friends about everything. For I was alone and I had no idea what to do. They told me I needed to go see someone. I had to tell someone. The numbness I was feeling I had no plan to talk to anyone else about it. I couldn't. I barely got the nerve to tell my best friend. The people I trusted with my life. I told them everything and I barely was able to tell them this. The one thing I had recognized as the biggest mistake I have ever made. I got my best friends to take me to a hospital because I had pains in spots that I had never felt before. It has been almost 3 months since that night. I didn't know what was going on. I had no idea on what all this pain was. I had never felt this bad. I was getting sick so much I didn't know why. I was rushed to the hospital one day by my best friends. Where question after question was asked by the doctors and the nurses. The same questions over and over again by all the different doctors and nurses coming in. I was getting more and more annoyed every minute that had gone by and by every question that was asked. They told me they were going to need me to be patient with them. Could they not see I was trying. I was already in pain and on the verge of breaking down any minute. They told me they were got to need to do a few different tests to just stay strong. I just said even more annoyed then I was all night. "Stay strong" what the hell were they to tell me that. They had no idea what I had gone through the fact I was still alive was proof I was staying strong. For god sake the fact I was still sane was proof I was staying strong. They told me they needed to take some blood. And do a couple of other test I just went along with it. I had passed out when they first started taking the blood so I don't know what happened there but my best friend Danielle said there was a lot taken. I was pretty sure there was with how weak and dizzy I was feeling when I woke up. Then there was three urine samples that had to be done. Like I didn't think they could take so much from me. Danielle and I joked around about the whole situation. I had to admit it was probably very entertaining for her. After the test were done Danielle took me home. Danielle was there for me through it all when we got home I went straight to the couch while Danielle went into the kitchen to make me lunch. After I had eaten the delicious chicken dumplings Danielle had made for me, I was out cold. I couldn't believe that I was able to fall asleep so fast well kinda, I had not slept very good the past couple nights either because of a nightmare or the pain that I was feeling. Well the past couple of night is a major understatement. The nightmares had returned the night that Michael had left. On that note I had not talked to him since then either, he had no idea about the tests or anything. He had not idea about the physical and emotional pains I was going through. But I have Danielle thank the lord to help me through it all. There were night where she slept over just so she could be there when I woke up screaming and crying. I lived with my other best friend Emmy. Who was always trying to prove herself right. And always have something to say about everything. I was asleep for a few hours and before I even realized I had been asleep I was awoke by my phone ringing. I had no idea on who it could be because the only people I really talked to were Emmy and Danielle. Answering it there was a young mans voice who sounded no older them twenty five. I just said "hello". And he responded with "hello, this is Dylan. May I please speak to Miss.Vanna Parker." I replied with a "this is her, what can I do for you?" Getting kind of annoyed at the fact he took so long to get to the point. "We got you test results back, we need you to come back into the office today." "Thanks so much" I replied worrying something was wrong with me. I hung up and got up running to the kitchen where Danielle and Emmy were sitting. "Danielle take me back to the hospital now?" I said in a concerned tone. Danielle knew better than to ask what for or to make me wait any longer so she got up grabbed her keys and we left. I had not realized since I got in the car I had not been breathing until Danielle yelled, "you need to f'en breathe." Before any words were spoken we were in the doctors office. Sitting there I was shaking in fear of what the doctor was going to say. In fear of what was wrong with me. I could not help but freak out a little. A few minutes later a young man walked into the office where we were all sitting and waiting. "Hey, are you the young man I talked to earlier?" I asked quickly. He barely had time to say anything before I said "what is going on talk to me!" I was becoming very in patient. "Yes I am the one you talked to earlier, and we will get to what is going on very shortly." I just sat there not knowing what to say then. He quickly started rummaging through all the paperwork and files he had. And then said" Vanna we did some tests on you earlier do you remember?" Feeling irritated I responded "yes, how could I forget I was a freaken human blood bag." The doctor just laughed then said " we did some tests due to the questions we asked you before it all. The good news is you do not have any diseases or anything but we believe you are pregnant" the doctor said. I didn't know what to say or what to do, I didn't believe it the first and last time it happened was almost 4 months ago I didn't know how it could be possible. Then I just began crying. The doctor came over and held me up right as I began to crash on the floor. He told me I could go home but that I had to come back in the next week for further testing. On the way home not one word was spoken. When I got home I ran straight to my room.
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