The Story of My Life

Oh no

Alexa's POV

It has now been three weeks since the first time me and Louis did it. And there has been more times too. And two weeks ago I had a party and got really drunk. Louis and I were making out in my bedroom and Aiden decided to open the door on us. I was to drunk to care and said something like I was going to do whatever I want and have sex with Louis. Aiden didn't really like what I said and then the next day I got raped. Again and again and again. It's gone back to the old days now where he rapes me and I cut. Sigh.

And I haven't been feeling good latley either which is never a good sign. Oh yeah! And Louis' condom decided to just magically slip off that night at the party! Yay me! Right!

No.

Danielle thinks I could be pregnant and as much as I hate to admit it, I think she could be right. I hope she's not though. I'd scream and cry like a little kid if I was.

I decided to text Danielle and tell her to pick up five pregnancy tests. You can never be to sure.

-Hey can you pick up five pregnancy tests? I'll pay you back.-

-Yeah sure babe. I'll be there in ten.-

The ten minutes went by way too fast and the next thing I know I'm face to face with Danielle who has the bags in her hands.

"Alright, I got you five first response tests. Is that ok? You didn't ever tell me which ones you actually wanted so I had to ask the person there what one was the best. She looked at me with a funny face. It was hilarious!" Danielle exclaims and asks.

"Yeah that's ok," I simply say, not in the mood for laughter.

"Okay, well then here you go darling," she hands them over to me.

"Yeah thanks."

I do my buisness on the sticks and wait a long "few" agonizing minutes. The stupid test said two to five minutes so I set the timer on my phone to five minutes just to stall time.

I want to know the answer yet, I'm afraid to know.

The timer rings and I soon feel a panic attack coming on.

With my shaky hands I pick up the first test.

Positive.

I look at all of the other ones and see the same thing.

Positive.

Positive.

Positive.

Positive.

All positive.

I walk back out of my bathroom that is attached to my room and see Danielle. I run to her comfort and and she holds me tight.

"Oh No," she says.

Oh no.