This chapter is pretty short so it'll be easy for you guys to get through it.
Her palms were now very sweaty as she sat there with Marigold and Ms Monroe. She held the stick so tightly as if it was her own life. The clock ticked and it was so quiet that they could all hear it. They surrounded her so anxiously. Just wanting to know the truth. Rayne stared straight into sub space covering the results. She just couldn't bring herself to look. There was only one thought she had going through her mind that repeated over and over in her head to the point where it terrified her and left her paralyzed.
If it's positive...my whole life is over.
She finally pulled herself together and looked at the stick. It was negative. Rayne let out a deep breath of relief; everyone did.
"Well I'm gonna fill out this note for your mother." The nurse said. "So that you can go to the doctor and figure out what's really wrong with you."
"Well at least it's not me being pregnant." Rayne replied. She was so relieved that nothing could put a damper on her day. Not even Lee and her downer comments.
Rayne went to her doctors appointment and they found nothing wrong with her. No viruses and no infections. She was given a blood and urine test just in case there was something they weren't seeing.
Rayne was at home on saturday night she had just got off the phone with Alex. They were really getting along and becoming good friends. She realized that they actually had so much in common. The thought of them being together again gave her butterflies. She laid in her bed thinking about it. Then she heard a knock on her bedroom door. Before she could give her permission, Ricky walked in with the phone in his hand.
"The doctor wants to speak to you." He said. Rayne suddenly gets nervous as she looks down at the house phone. She takes the phone from him and holds it to her chest. When she noticed that Ricky had not yet left the room she stares him down to make him feel unwelcome. Ricky finally gets the message and leaves.
"Hello." Rayne says. As she talks into the phone.
"Hi Rayne this is Dr. Partridge. How are you?"
"I'm fine."
"That's great! Well I'm calling you because your lab results came in."
"Okay."
"Based on your urine test we found signs of fetal development."
"Fetal development?"
"In other words we're pretty sure that your pregnant."
"Pregnant? Please tell me your not serious doctor?"
"Look if you want you can come in again and have a pelvic sonogram so that you can see it for your self."
"Are you sure Doctor?" Rayne begins to sob. She's never experienced so much fear in her entire life.
"Would you like us to tell your parents?"
"No! I'll do it on my own."
"Ok well keep me posted and let me know if you have any questions." After Dr. Partridge said those words Rayne hung up the phone; and as soon as Rayne hung up the phone Ricky busted down Raynes bedroom door. He had been ease dropping the whole time.
"Pregnant!" He yelled as he grabbed her by her shirt. Rayne started screaming. "So your a little slut now huh? So tell me how the fuck we're gonna afford to have another baby in this house?" Rayne pulled her self away from Ricky and struggled to leave the room. She tripped over the door that Ricky busted to the ground and then fell flat on her face. Ricky let her escape because he knew that if he put his hands on her again he would end up strangling her to death.
Nancy walked out of her bedroom after hearing all the noise and held Rayne as she cried in her arms.
"I'm sorry mom." Rayne said with all the tears running down her cheeks.
"Sorry for what; what did you do?"
"This bitch went off and got herself pregnant!" Ricky answered. Nancy then let go of Rayne and looked at her.
"Are you kidding me Rayne? Are you serious?" She replied.
"Mom I'm sorry I didn't think-"
"That's right you didn't think."
"What am I gonna do?"
"I have to think this through.". Nancy walks over to her liquor cabinet and takes out her vodka bottle. She was about to get a shot glass from to drink it with but than decides to take the whole bottle with her into her room. No one disturb me tonight. I'll see you guys in the morning. She then closes her bedroom door. Leaving Rayne to deal with Ricky by herself.
"So are you gonna try and hit me again?" She asked.
"Not right now. I'm too tired to deal with you today. I can't even look at your fucking face right now." Rayne started to sniff up all her leftover cries.
"Before I let you go to your room answer this question for me?"
"Yes?"
"Who do you think the father is?"
"I know who the father is!"
"Oh really? That's a relief."
"Stop talking to me like I'm some slut." Ricky looked up at Rayne but didn't say a word to her.
"Tomorrow your coming with me to the shop and I'm gonna see if I could get you a job."
"Why would I ever want to work with you?"
"Well it's either that or I kick you out of the fucking house." Ricky said. He then went into the bedroom to sleep.
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Teen FictionRayne Foster is a fifteen year old girl with a bad home and school life. She's with love, with hate and with child. Read into her troubled life and find out what's in store for her.