CHAPTER THREE
~two weeks later~
I can't bear this anymore. I grab my towel from the floor beside me and wipe my mouth off. I feel like I'm going to vomit again, and the odor is just... I can't even describe it. I've felt like shit all week. My mom let me stay home from school the last 3 days but she stayed home with me the other the last two days because she obviously doesn't trust me. Luckily, she had to go to work today, it's usually busier on Fridays. She is a dispatcher at our local police station. I don't know why she doesn't trust me though. She pisses me off. What's weird is that, I really don't feel sick. Like I just feel really nauseous. I've been thinking about it all day, and what if I'm pregnant. I don't really remember anything at all from the incident two weeks ago. What if we didn't use protection or anything like that. I'm not on birth control because I'm a virgin, therefore it's not necessary. Wait, I mean I was a virgin. I want to buy a pregnancy test, but I can't leave the house and risk getting in more trouble. Maybe I can text Kayla and ask her to go get me a test. Eh, I really don't want to talk to right now. I'll text Chaz instead. Chaz and I have been friends ever since I can remember. I get up from the bathroom floor, and I walk into my room and I grab my phone so that I can text Chaz.
Texts:
Me: hey, um how long do you have to wait in order to take a pregnancy test?
Chaz: how would I know? but what the fuck is kayla pregnant or something?
Me: surprisingly no, but um I might be
Chaz: wait what? with who
Me: ugh, some friend of ryans, his name is justin.
Chaz: oh shit. I'm one of his friends too. he told me about him sleeping with some girl at his party a while back......
Me: yeah, that was me, but I was wondering if you could go buy a pregnancy test and bring it over to my house.
Chaz: im at school right now, unlike you. I can do it as soon as I get out of school tho
Me: no my mom will be home by then. pleaseeee
Chaz: ugh, fine. ill take off at lunch
Me: thank you so much ily
Chaz: I love you too, but have you told Justin yet?
Me: no, I don't have his number
Chaz: oh well I have it. I can text him if you want.
Me: no don't. im not sure if im even pregnant yet.
Chaz: ok i'll text you when im on my way to your house.
Me: okay
I lay down for about thirty minutes, and I feel sick again. I stumble over to the toilet and puke a little, but not as much as earlier. My phone goes off, so I grab it from the bathroom counter. It's a text from Chaz saying that he's on his way. I quickly get up and I wash my face with a wet cloth. A few minutes later I hear a knock at the door. I walk downstairs and I let Chaz in. "Hey" he smiles as he hugs me. I smile at him as I grab the small Wal-Mart sack from his hand. I open it and I pull out a box. "Are you nervous?" he asks me. "Yeah, of course" I reply. "We'll just have to wait and see what happens" he says as he takes the box and opens it up. He takes out a white stick-like thing and hands it to me. "Are you ready?"
"Yeah, I guess." I say as I stare at the pregnancy test stick thing. Chaz grabs the box and we go upstairs to the bathroom connected to my room. He sits on my bed and he reads the back of the box as I walk in the bathroom and try to pee. "You know how hard it is to pee on this thing" i complain. I can here him laughing. Finally, I pee on the stick. "How long do we wait?" I ask as I set the stick on the bathroom counter. "The box said to wait about 5-10 minutes." Chaz says as he gets up and walks into the bathroom. "I have never been so nervous." I say.
"Don't worry, no matter what the test says, I'm gonna be here for you."he says pulling me into a hug.
"It's not though, I barely even know who the dad is. You know how much I'm gonna get called a slut at school?" I say worriedly.
"Trust me, I won't let them. If anyone talks shit on you, I'll handle it." he smiles as he hugs me tighter. He lets go and looks at the pregnancy stick. "Still nothing. It's taking forever." he says.
"It's been the longest 5-10 minutes in my whole life." I shrug.
Chaz nudges my shoulder and points at the white pregnancy stick. My mouth drops and my heart suddenly stops beating and I feel sick to my stomach.
I'm pregnant.
