A Player's Responsibility

Sally's view chapter 7 part 2

I sat on the chair, waiting for the result of the test to come back. Fairview memorial hospital was like a thorn in my flesh as I wait in the waiting room. I might be pregnant, which will ruin my father's reputation as a pastor, which might ruin my chance of ever finishing school. My father will be so disappointed, he will hate me. I count remember how many times he warned me. I sat on the waiting chair next to Ana waiting for the verdict. 'Sally Williams' the nurse called, prying me away from my thoughts. I stood up, with Anna holding my hands and guiding me like a zombie. I don't know how I could stand because my legs were shaking nervously. I entered the doctor's office.

'Yes take a sit miss Williams' I sat down, eagerly waiting for what he has to say yes. Anna was still holding my hand. 'Miss Williams you are two weeks pregnant'. My mouth went dry, my body cold as ice. The father of the baby will be going away and I will be a single mother, a pastor's daughter having a child as a teenager.

As I walked out of the doctor's office, I saw Abigail Taylor sitting on the waiting room chair, Abigail my horrible classmate and I knew that my life was over. 'Oh my god!' she yelped when she recognised me. 'This is such a small town. What is Saint Mary doing in the pregnancy ward? Are you pregnant'? Anna looked at her indignantly, Sally honey, let's just go. 'Wait tells me the truth, are you pregnant' Abigail probed. Tears ran down my eyes and I just screamed out in frustration. 'Yes i'm pregnant please don't tell anyone, please'. And then I ran straight to Anna's cars.

Later that day I laid down on my bed, my eyes were sore and red, my hands still shaking. I laid down on my bed remember his kisses, and how he said he loved me, how he said he will never leave me. His beautiful smile as he asked me to help me with his work. The way he looked passed all my flaws, and told me i was perfect. The way he told me everything will be okay. The feel of his strong hands as he held me close, the fire in his eyes and passion in his soul. I laid down on my bed thinking of Joshua Hutchinson the father of my unborn baby and how he was definitely not ready to be a father.