Don't Stop

How Do I Tell You?

I rushed to the second test hidden under my pillow. Licking my lips, I shone it under the light, catching a glimpse of the same two signs.

What did I do?  I panicked to myself, What do I tell Heath?

It was his. As much as I didn't want this put on my hands, I knew for a fact he wasn't going to be happy. He would probably blame me, or abandon the baby. He wasn't going to stick around for long, and his wife-to-be, wasn't going to accept me as her maid of honor. I didn't want to be her maid of honor. I didn’t want a wedding to exist, muchless participate in the disgusting act.

Im just jealous, me just being me.

Flipping through the booklet in the pregnancy test box, I found that pregnancy tests aren't always 100% accurate and you could only be sure if you have it tested by a gynecologist. There was a knock at the door.

Shit!

I stuffed the tests underneath the pillow and ran to unlock the door, taking a deep breath in, my moment of panic was all dropped when I saw Katie. Smiling she waltzed in past me, she seemed so calm and happy. I turned not mimicking her atitude. She froze.

"Please tell me you took that as a joke," she said pointing at the ground. Laying there was the booklet for the pregnancy test instructions. I froze too and tried to breathe, but my emotions were too over the place.

"Don't tell a soul." I said stifly. She turnes to me, eyes widening.

"Naomi," she shrieked, "You...had sex? I didn't even know you did that. Who's the....you know." she said making a sex notion with her hands. I slapped them away looking at the ceiling holding back tears.

"I don't want to tell him." I cried quietly. Turning deadly serious she brought me to the window.

"Where's the tests? Maybe you read them wrong." she said looking around the room. I dragged them out from underneath my pillow and held one in each hand. She knelt to pick up the booklet and flipped through the pages. Looking back and forth between the stick and page, shutting it and meeting my eyes with a sigh. She closed her eyes and stood there for what felt like forever.

"what do I do?" I whined, clinging to her arm for support. I felt like I was going to pass out, and the fact that I had morning sickness didn't help the fact either.

"Do you believe in abortion?" I whispered to her. She opened her eyes and stared at me.

"It exists, doesn't it? So the real question is, is it right?" Katie challenged cocking up a finger. She wagged her finger back and forth and shook her head, she knew I made a huge mistake and now I was seeking guidance.

"Ever heard of birth control? " she muttered angrily. "I'm not ready to be an auntie, Naomi. Neither are you to be a mother." she rubbed her forehead and threw down the booklet on my littered nightstand. She looked up to see the sticks again, choking up she looked at me.

"You think I wanted this!" I shrieked as quietly as I could. My hands flying up.

Kissing Heath led to having sex with him, unprotected sex. Baby worthy sex.

She began to walk towards the door, I grabbed her arm again, pulling her close to me.

"No one." I demanded.

"He won't hear it from me." Katie croaked, and with that, she left.

I grabbed the sticks and booklet and chucked them at the wall. I sank to the floor and began to cry. Gosh, I cried alot. I wanted a better life, no, existence. This was not supposed to be.