Club Fucked Up

This Thing Called Hell or... High School

October 3,1989
1:45 p.m.
   The entire rest of the doctors appointment was a blur all of this still feels so surreal. My mind was all over the place the whole time only catching bits and pieces of information that Mrs.Dunnstock threw at me. But now I have to go back to high school and face reality. Although before I have the courage to even enter Westerburg again JD pulls me into one last tight hug and plants a passionate kiss on my forehead that almost makes me feel invincible. Ok let's do this...
   Before I'm even ten feet in the door Heather Mcnamara runs toward me, concern spread all across her face.
   "Veronica! Where have you been? Everyone says you killed yourself!"
   "Heather I'm fine... I just needed a few days off of school, it was getting alittle much." I lie,if word hasn't already gotten out that I'm pregnant then it definitely will if Heather has anything to do about it.
   "Oh... yeah I get it, like recently I'm like jesus I'm on the freaking bus again because my ride to school is dead!" She says trying to sympathise but I kinda blow it off without really hearing the hurt behind her voice.
   "Veronica, you look like hell!" Heather Duke comments before I can say goodbye to Heather.
   "Nice to see you too Heather... " God why is she such a mega bitch all of the time?
   "But I did hear about your little three way with Kurt and Ram!" She commented
   "What three way? I haven't even seen them since I was at school last!" I reply rage filling my voice, my fists clenching, fingernails digging into my skin.
   "Well Kurt and Ram remember differently, they remember that there was a big sword fight in your mouth."
   "Shut the fuck up Heather! You really do whatever it takes to replace Chandler won't you!" JD pipes in, I can sense the anger in his voice as he is ready to tackle Duke but I hold him back.
   "No you shut up! No one can stop me now that Heather is out of my way!" She snaps as she twists Heather's old red scrunchie around her brunette ponytail.
   "God... you're beautiful!" I scoff before walking away to avoid hitting Heather withing 10 minutes of being back at school. Although as I make my way down the halls the urge to plant my fist in someone grows as I hear people snicker when I pass by. I can't do this! I can't take it! Overwhelmed I rush into the janitor's closet and JD follows. Once safe from view of the public I break down once again.
   "I can't do it!" I sob
   "Ronnie love I know it's hard, in fact it fucking sucks but you have to power through it."
   "But... but... JD I just can't, I can't do this!" Hot tears stream down my face as I melt into his chest longing for his comforting embrace.
   "Ok ok shhh. Ronnie love, we'll get through it, we'll find a way. Our love is God right?"
   "Our love is God." I say in between gasps for breath. I don't want to have to face the world again. I'm not ready. This is going to be a lot harder than I thought and at the moment they aren't even talking about the fact that I'm pregnant.