We patrol harshly and I open the window and crawl in. Aiden follows. We both just change and eat dinner, then just sleep. Well at least I think so... I wake up feeling dizzy. I get up, sick to my stomach. I get off my bed and put my clothes on. Now I realize what happened. I run the the bathroom with a slam and throw up. I sick to my stomach. I hear Aiden come by the door. I flush the toilet and get up. I rinse my mouth. I felt dizzier then ever. Aiden leads me to my bed. Well our bed, but whatever. "Sam'll be mad. My parents even more..." I say. I felt sick. I felt dizzy. I reach for my phone. Aiden takes hold of my hands. "Do you want to wait awhile to tell anyone? You know they'll get mad." He says. I nod. I was on my last year in high school anyway. Aiden was more advanced. He would graduate before me. But I was positive I would become a profiler when I graduated.I begin crying, which Aiden calms me down. It didn't work at first. In the end, I cried again. "Liz, it'll work out.." He says. I look at him. "You're not the one who's pr̉ẻgnat here Aiden!" I say and cry harder. He goes downstairs to eat and I get dressed and ready. I touch my stomach. This was real. I go downstairs, and eat. I wasn't that hungry surprisingly. Aiden goes home, and leaves me with nothing to do. It was Sunday, school was tomorrow, so I sigh. "I'm going out." I say and take my mother's car. I was going to get a job at a place I liked. The mall.I ask around, and get two jobs. I work those two jobs, trying to work the best I could. I try to get more, but I ended up with three total. I work them, standing at the counter, waiting. I put away clothes, check people out, and go home with fifty dollars total in the end. It wasn't enjoyable, but in the end, it worked out.
I wake up the next day, tired. Very very tired. I get dressed, put my makeup on, and drive to school. I still felt tired. I ate breakfast for once, I was trying to lose weight. I was a 'tiny bit' over weight according to the doctor's office. I shake it out of my mind and get through the day with no comments. I almost get sick in math, but swallow it down. I felt even more sick after that. After school I go home, ignoring everybody. I didn't know what to say anyway.
I finish my homework and go upstairs. I close and lock my door for privacy and lay back. I suddenly hear sirens. I gasp. What happened? What was wrong? I hear a crash downstairs and I hear footsteps. I go into my bathroom and lock that door. I was scared. I cover my own mouth. I hear a crash from my room. I don't open the bathroom door. I suddenly hear a deep voice. "There we go. You listened." It was scary. I hear a kn̉ỉfe slide out of it's case. I gasp, and I see the floor come closer than normal. I remember screaming, but getting cut off, then a big crash, and "FBI!" Being called out.I open my eyes to see a man, I didn't know who he was. He had dark hair, dark skin. He looks relieved. "That's right, stay awake, that's alright Lisandee, stay awake. Tell me about yourself. How old are you?" He asks. "Eighteen." I say, I feel something come out of my mouth. I try to lift a hand, it was shaking too much. I end up touching my mouth to see red. "You in a relationship? Do you know anybody close? Any friends?" He asks, I could tell, he was waiting for someone. "I-I have a boyfriend... Hi-His name's Aiden. Don't tell anybody but..." I trail off. My vision went fuzzy. "What is it?! What did you want to..." I feel shaking. I was on concrete. I realized. I open my eyes a bit. I needed to stay alive for Aiden, for the baby! "I'm.." I cough for a moment. He sighs in relief. "I'm prẻgnat.." I say. His eyes widen. I hold up my hand to touch his arm. "Don't tell. I'll g-get in trouble. It was m-my only chance.." I say. I felt it hard to breathe. He takes a small black thing and says, "I need an ambulance!" He yells. I year a siren. I begin to fade away, trying to stay awake, but I felt it was impossible. I suddenly give in and fade away.I wake up again in a white room. I breathe heavily. I lean forward. I was in a hospital. I notice right away and reach for my left arm. A nurse hurries in and moves my hand away. "When can I leave?" I ask, panicked. The IV beeps away, quickly speeding up. "As soon as the doctor comes in. A few agents want to ask you some questions first." She says. "Wh-What agents?!" I call out but she leaves. I lay there, annoyed. I reach for my left arm and take out the IV and hit the off button quickly. I stare at the other cord. I leave it in. "You know you shouldn't play with fire." I hear a woman say. I smirk and look. "Yeah, but if you pass out at your house after hearing sirens, you think I wouldn't want to get out of this place?" I ask. "I'm Emily Prentiss, This is J.J." A woman with dark hair says. "I'm Lisandee Lakes. You can call me Liz." I say and hold out my hand. They both shake it.
