The morning-after pill went wrong

Chapter 1- realization

-CHAPTER 1- realization

I just stood there, looking at the mirror. It was already 2 months since that moment that changed my life forever. The day I got pregnant. I was holding 7 pregnancies tests, and every single test had 2 bars.

It was positive.

No, this can't be true. This can't be true. I'm not pregnant. I can't support a child, I'm only 17. And I used a morning-after pill right after. A tear rolled of my cheek.

I went downstairs; both my parents were in the living. I was frozen. I needed to tell them, but I just couldn't say it.

"Mom, dad I need to tell you something." I said "But I just want to say that I'm so so sorry, I really didn't want this to happen. I hope you both aren't angry after what I'm going to say."

"Honey, did you fail a test?" My mother asked me.

"No, my grades are fine." "Then was it sweat hart? Did something happen?" My dad asked. I opened my mouth but the words didn't come out.

I shrugged. "You know what, it's nothing. I'm just going to my room and take a nap." Both of my parents nodded in approval.

When I was in my room and closed my door the tears streamed out. I took my phone as I called my best friend, he didn't know it either.

"Gisselle, is something wrong? Why are you calling?" "Zander, I..need to talk. I'm..I'm" The words just couldn't come out. "Giss, what happened? What wrong? You know you can tell me everything!" "I know." I said as my voice cracked "Zander, I'm pregnant."

There was a silent. "Zander? Zander? Are you still there?" "Uh...Yes...I'm just..chocked. How did this happen?"

"Well I had sex." I said looking down to the ground.

"Well yeah, captain obvious. I mean, when did this happen? And more important, with who this happened?"

"Dylan." I said quiet. "Gisselle, which Dylan? Please don't say Dylan Ryder."

"Yes." I said as my cracked.

"Oh dear God. You slept with best basketball player of our school!? When did this even happen? I taught you were just friends with him"

"You know that party we all went to at Ginny's house; well I was so drunk and you were already gone. And well Dylan was drunk to, and I felt nauseous so Dylan took me to a room and he put me on the bed and we stared at each other and soon we kissed and then we-"

"Yeah, you can stop there. I don't need the details of you doing the dance without pans with Thomas."

"Victor, I don't know what to do." I said as a tear rolled of my cheek.

He sighed. "Well, you're smart right, so answer this. What would you be if you were attached to another object by an inclined plane, wrapped helically around an axis?"

I taught about it as I knew the answer. Screwed. "You need to tell him Giss, and your parents to. But you should probably talk first to Thomas."

I sighed "I know. I'm going to tell him tomorrow at school."

We both hanged up, as I tried to go to sleep.

I couldn't go to sleep, I was thinking about tomorrow. I have to tell Dylan that I'm pregnant, and that he's the father.