Troubled Kisses chapter 18

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I sat in my pre-calculus class clutching my gut and while scolding myself not to puke all over the people around me. Especially Jay.

"Eliar?" my pre-calculus asked. I glanced up at him with a green face. "You look pale, do you need to go to the nurse?" he asked. I wanted to shake my head, but at the same time, I couldn't last another 25 of class with the whole fucking zoo rampaging inside of my intestines.... I don't think so. I took a quick glance at Jay as he glanced back with a worried face. I gulped.

"Please..."

I walked into the nurses office, sitting down softly. I didn't want to regurgitate on my first visit to the nurses office. She looked back from her files and smiled at me.

"What can I do for you hun?" she asked.

"I feel extremely sick and my stomach is doing almost a million backflips in only a few milliseconds." I groaned. The nurse laughed and took a thermometer out from in a drawer.

"Alright honey, open for me." she said. I stuck out my tongue and she stuck the thing under my tongue. I bit back a yelp as she stared at the thermometer.

"Well, it doesn't seem like you have a fever. Could you..." she asked reaching into a drawer and pulled out a pink box. A small squeal slipped out. "this for me?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I snapped. The nurse raised eyebrow at me, but I didn't budge."To Hell if I'm going to take a pregnancy test for you! Reason why, is cause IM NOT PREGNANT!" I yelled. The nurse glared at me and held up the test.

"We won't know for sure." she said through clenched teeth. I glared back at her.

I took the test--just to prove her wrong. Sure enough.....positive. Why the hell was I pregnant when I've been taking pills daily?!

I fumbled and jumbled with my lock--my irritation level was too high that I couldn't even get control of my hands. Then, when I finally got my locker open, I snagged my pills from the top compartment and flipped it over.... When I saw my mistake, I flipped out.

"Over-due fucking pills? Who the hell?!" I screamed. From shock, of course, but there was something else. I screamed from fear. What would Nick say? Is he.... would he leave? I would if I knocked up a little junior in high school! I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed heavily.

"What was that for?" I heard a familiar voice ask. I turned my head to look at Jay, who was grinning.

"What was what for?"

"That huge sigh just now." I gulped. Now wasn't the time to open up to anybody else except for....

"Uhm, I dunno. I guess I'm tired. Anyways I'm going to skip cause, uh....I have...something to do. Bye!" I smiled before I rushed away. I didn't even care if I left Jay hanging because if I didn't go see him, then I'd rather hang myself.

And that him, wasn't Nick. At least, not yet.

"Xavier..." I squeaked as I slowly shuffled towards him. He turned around and smiled at me. I wondered if Nick's smile would be something like that. Heartful and genuine....

"What's up, Dan?" Xavier asked. I choked back tears. Xavier saw that and rushed over to me, hugging me and patting my head softly, like he was afraid to touch me. "What happened?"

"I can't tell you..." I said through hiccups.

"You know you can tell me anything."

"But not this." I said. Xavier grunted and squeezed me.

"... Alright. I'm not going to force you, but just stop crying okay?" Xavier pleaded. I knew he was weak against women crying because it made him feel like it was his fault. I pulled away from Xavier and took 3 deep breaths.

1

I needed to tell him.

2

But Xavier is going to flip out.

3

Just shut up and tell him Dannie before it's too late.

"I'm pregnant, Xavier."

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