One Month Later
I stood in front of my mirror and examine my stomach.
My stomach is getting bigger, not too big, but I can feel the growth. The pain is ridiculous. I've been sick for about two weeks. Vomiting and headaches are an everyday thing.
I have a doctors appointment Friday, in two days, and I can't wait. I should be able to find out the sex of my baby Friday. I can't believe that I'm in the second trimester already. But then again, I almost went four months without knowing I was pregnant.
I zipped my jacket up and I grabbed my car keys. This is my first day back. I haven't been to school in two weeks. " My leg has been hurting from the injury"
I walked out to my car and got in. I am so hungry, but whenever I eat I get sick. I reached over and grabbed my water bottle. If I can't eat, I'm going to drink.
1:43 pm
" Mr. E, can I go to the bathroom?" I asked my English teacher at his desk. He raised his left eyebrow and continue to write
I huffed and corrected myself " May I please go to the restroom?"
" Write yourself a pass Ms Wells"
I walked over to the pile of blue passes and filled it out. I took an extra one just in case.
I walked all the way down the hallway to the girls bathroom and even before I reached the door I could hear music.
I slowly walked in and seen that the bathroom was turned into a hangout spot. Girls in a corner taking pictures and recording each other dancing, girls in the mirror fixing their makeup up and hair, and girls in another corner on their phone being antisocial.
How could you hangout in the bathroom? That's just nasty.
As I walked in and made my presence noticeable for everyone the energy quickly shifted as if I was an elephant that walked in.
The smell of cheap perfume became heavy as I walked deeper into the bathroom. The bridge of my nose begin to hurt and a headache started to form.
My eyes locked onto to Kaitlyn's as I walked to the stall. A wistful look spread across her face. I looked away and opened the stall door.
I turned around and closed it once inside. The music still played but it was silent. I became a bit uneasy and I didn't even feel like peeing anymore, a strong nausea feeling came across my stomach.
I turned around and quickly threw up the little bit of food I had for lunch, pizza and a cookie.
I became embarrassed quickly as I noticed that it was still quiet and the sounds of me throwing up could be heard. I quickly flushed the toilet and wiped my lip.
I opened the stall and of course everyone was still staring at me. I walked over to the sink and rinsed my hands off. I felt someone walking up on me so I quickly turned around and it was Kaitlyn standing next to me.
" Justine" she spoke softly but I ignored her
" How's the baby?" My face frowned up and side eyes her
How could she now that I am- Damien. I fucking hate him.
I looked back down. And turned the water off. I adjusted my hair in the mirror as she stood there.
" Leave the bitch alone Kai, she's too scared to talk" I heard Elizabeth's voice coming from Kaitlyn's direction.
" I'm scared?" I asked loud enough for her to hear but not too loud
She snickered " Kaitlyn, leave her alone. We've done enough damage"
I was mad. I can't do anything about this. 1 I'm pregnant. 2 she's just going to jump me again.
I pushed pass Kaitlyn and walk out. I walked back to the classroom and got my stuff together.
When this bell rings in 20 minutes, I'm leaving and I'm not coming back. Ever.
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Who You Are
General FictionJustine Wells comes from a wealthy family that lives in Bel Air. Everything is perfect except her school; bullying happened everyday since pre-k. Justine, one of the only ten black students that attends her school, feels like she doesn't belong. Aft...