So a couple days ago i had sex. I have been feeling like shit. I run out of the house to the drug store. I buy a pregnancy test. "Its for my mom. Dont look at me like that" I tell the lady. I run home and take it. I wait a dredded 5 minutes. It says im pregnant. I am so afraid. I throw out the test and cover it up. I walk to my room shaking. Im 14! Oh my god.
"EVERYONE GET THERE ASSES TO THE LIVING ROOM NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!" I hear my dad scream. Shit.
He has something behind his back. I was right. He slams the pregnancy test down on the table "WHOS IS THIS!?" He yells. Tears are running down my face and im shaking. "EMMA WHAT THE HELL? YOUR FUCKING 14 YEARS OLD! HOW DARE YOU!? WHO IS THE DAD?!" He yells. Everyone is giving me disapproving looks. " Hayes" I say quietly. "Fuck you mean your 14?!" He says dangerously low.
"Im sorry..." I say. "WHY THE FUCK DIDNT YOU TELL ONE OF US!?" Dad screams. "Im sorry"
9 months latter.
I have been in a deep depression. I cant do this anymore. I start getting contractions. I feel water down my leg. "DADDDY!!!!" I scream.
7 hours latter. Regan Mae Wilkinson was here.
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After we get out of the hospital everyone knows and everyone hates me. Im done with life. Sorry.
I say bye and i love everyone already. I say im going for a walk. I run to the bridge. I jump.
