It was Monday and I knew I had screwed up. Looking down at the pregnancy test in my hand, and the three others on the counter, I panicked internally. I'm nowhere near ready to take care of a baby, not at this age! At this point the internal panic that I was feeling inside was bubbling out to the surface and I'm pretty sure that I was on the verge of a panic attack, I could feel my chest tightening. But I could hear my dad walking down the hallway whistling to himself, and I prayed that he would just walk by. Unfortunately, the light from the bathroom stopped him.
"Are you ok pumpkin, you've been in there for awhile " His nickname for me always cheered me up, however, this time it did little to calm my nerves.
"Nothings wrong daddy just getting ready for bed" I had tried to keep my voice as steady as I possibly could with four little plus signs staring me in the face.
"Ok pumpkin,meet me in the kitchen when you're done" I was glad that he had walked away because I didn't know how long I could keep up the act. I was a perfectly normal 17 year old girl in high school two weeks ago. Yeah I definitely screwed up.
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The Plan
Teen FictionMy father was wealthy, CEO of his own multi million dollar company. Then there was me, his heir next in line, but that wasn't my idea of a career, I wanted to help people. How did I manage to screw up that one simple plan. I'm Andromeda Matthews and...
