Delilah Moore🎱
June 27, 2011
10:56 p.m.I just puked my guts out for the third time this past hour. Ariel and Zoria was spending the night here with me because I wasn't feeling well. They even made me give Marlie to Bryce for the night.
"I think you got a stomach bug" Zoria shrugged. I nodded. The last time I caught a stomach bug, it was less worst than this.
"Shid, I don't. I think you preggers just like me" Ariel chuckled. My world shut down completely.
"Nah I can't be" I tried to ignore the situation. If my pregnant then my mama would definitely kick me out. Maybe make me take David with me.
"Well okay suit yourself but I want you to take a pregnancy test" she shrugged. I did miss my period but that might be because of me stressing.
"No"
"Take the test or I'm calling Aden at this time of night to come and make you"
I glared at her and put my hand out. She placed the box in my hand and literally dragged me to the bathroom.
Zoria just laughed her little ass off like this shit is funny. My little ass getting dragged by another little ass girl. Zoria even short just like us.
She pushed me into the bathroom. I pouted and just did my business in the plastic cup in the bathroom then took the stick out the box, placing it in.
I walked back out and lean against the wall.
"Two minute wait" I mumbled. My situation just keeps getting worse and worse.
My sister and brother-in-law was killed by our half brother which made me adopt Marlie as my own child. Then I was raped by my drug addict of a crush. After that I had sex with my 19-year-old boyfriend of 2 or more weeks.
Now my friends are making me take a pregnancy test. If I knew this is what life of a 16-year-old was going to be like, then I would've killed myself before.
I wish I wasn't born sometimes. Or that my mama would've stayed with Khalil's daddy.
"Two minutes are up" Zoria squealed, walking into the bathroom. I stayed quiet and watched her bring the test to me, wrapped in a paper towel.
Since it was a digital type of pregnancy test, I got to see if I was pregnant and how are long.
One week and nine days, it read.
I'm pregnant...and thank God its not Raheem's baby.
"You okay Dee?" Ariel asked, rubbing my arm. I nodded and felt a smile creep on my face.
"Call Aden"
30 minutes later...
Aden burst through my room door with tear-filled eyes. I suppose those were tears of joy. My thoughts were confirmed when he smiled.
"My baybeh is having my baybeh" he mumbled against my lips. I nodded and wiped away his tears.
"Awwww" Zoria and Ariel cooed. I flipped them the bird and just let everything settle in.
"When you hit six months, you're coming to live with me okay?"
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Promise: A Short Story
RastgelePromises are made, but some can be broken, all full of lies and deceit.