Not Another Teen Pregnancy Story

Chapter Six Doctors Appointment

The aroma of bleach and floor cleaner was almost too much for my nose. I was sitting in a small room that was all white. Trying to calm my heart, I started to count the dots on the ceiling.

The door creaked open and the lady came back in. If I had to guess I'd say she was thirty-three. She had short brown hair and hazel eyes, soft hands and a pretty smile with white teeth. She was your typically looking doctor.

"Well the blood test came back, would you like me to read the results now or go straight to the sonogram?" During the car ride Beth had filled me in on what to expect: blood or urine test and then potentially a sonogram to see picture images of my insides. Sounded lovely.

"I guess I want to know now." She nodded and opened her clip board.

"Okay, Lydia, the test showed high levels of Hcg chemical which starts to rise after-

"Am I preggers or not doc?" I cut in, I hadn't had a health class since seventh grade so I did not care to hear the details.

She sighed, "Yes, you are pregnancy Lydia." The world stopped, spun, and fell off it's axis. How could I be pregnant? Well, duh, I knew how I was pregnant, but why? Why did this happen? Daniel... Oh My God. My dad!? He's going to kill me! And school is gonna be a bitch... will I finish high school? I need to finish high school or I'll be a failure!

"Oh." I looked at my hands, folded in my lap. What was I going to do?

"Do you want your friends to come in and see you? We can wait till you're ready for the sonogram or-

"Can we do it now? I kinda want my friends here... unless they don't wanna come. Is it gonna be gross?" I couldn't help but ask. I didn't want Beth and Chris in here if I was going to be nude on the table while the doc preformed some weird ritual.

"I'm just going to check for pregnancy, then a heart-beat and then to see if it's an ectopic pregnancy." This was so overwhelming, what did this all mean? Was this really happening?

"Oh okay, how will the thing work? Will they see anything?" My grip tightened on the arm rest.

"There are two ways to do a sonogram or a ultrasound. Sonogram is where I put a "wand-like" tool up through the-

"Don't say that V word, please." She pursed her lips.

"Better go with the ultra-sound then. I just put gel on your belly and move this thing around your stomach and the picture pops up on the screen for you and your friends to see." I nodded, sounded way better than that wand thing.

"Sounds... cool." I cringed at my word choice.

"I'll go get your friends." I nodded, trying to hide my embarrassment.

The second the door shut I started freaking out. I got up and started pacing. I was one month pregant, with Daniel M's baby. Oh my God. 

"How are you doing Lydia?" Beth asked grabbing me in a hug. I don't know if the doctor told them or not.

"I just want to say that no matter how this turns out you guys are my best friends and that'll stay no matter what!" Chris usually wasn't the one for emotional and touching moments. We all hugged each other in a group hug. I felt the tears stream down my face as I held them close to me.

"I'm pregnant."

"Is it bad that I'm exciting?" Beth finally said. We both laughed.

"Me too!" Chris added. 

"I'm not. I don't know what I'm going to do."  It was the sad, honest truth and I hated admitting it.

"Whatever you do, it'll be the right thing because you'll choose it for the right reasons." Beth and Chris said, finishing each other sentence.

I looked over at the doctor, she was standing patiently on the wall.

"I'm ready."

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Chris was driving to my house. We were gonna have a sleep over. My favorite song was on, but I couldn't think about it. I was looking at all the pamphlets in my lap. There was: "Being a mom," "Being a new mom," "Guide for Teen Moms," "Tips of Single mothers," "Finding the right home for your baby," "Adoption?" "Abortion?" "Getting the choice right," and one on the best type of formula milk for newborns. 

To me I had three choices: Adoption, Abortion, or keep the baby. Would it be the baby, or no baby or my baby? I hadn't figured anything out yet.

"Do you think you're going to have a boy or a girl?" Beth asked, turning the radio down from the back seat.

"I uh don't know. I didn't really think about it." I was still wondering if I could abort the baby. Could I abort Daniels baby without letting him know? Maybe I didn't have to think about any of this. If I tell my dad he'll force me to abort the baby or give it up for adoption. He definitely wouldn't want his sixteen year old daughter having a baby.

I wonder what Daniel would think?

He probably won't even talk to me so I could tell him.

"Oh. When are you going to tell Daniel?" Again, I didn't know. Beth frowned at this. "You are telling him aren't you? Lydia, what are you thinking, tell us!" I loved Beth, but she was overwhelming.

"I don't know Beth! I don't effing know anything, except  that I'm pregnant with Daniel's baby!" I didn't yell this, it was more of a whimper.

"You said it's Daniel's baby, maybe you should see what he thinks before you do something drastic." Chris offered some logic to the conversation. I nodded, it was easier to listen to her sometimes.

"I want to, but I doubt he'll talk to me after everything." I stared out the window, wishing desperately I was someone else. Anyone else. I didn't want to be sixteen and pregnant.