Chapter 4 ~ Dear Diary
Sydney’s P.O.V
Thursday 17th February 2011,
Dear Me,
This is literally the first time I have ever decided to keep a diary. There is just so much going on in my head at this point in time and my ain can’t take it. So let’s get straight to it.
Best Friends, well Eleizabeth put the ‘end’ into ‘friendship’ today. When I got to school I saw Eleizabeth and Mason sitting together hand in hand. Let’s start with this shall we. I have had a crush on Mason Dittom since year 7. Yet she goes and stabs me in the back and flirts with them. How about I start from the party? So I was drunk on the dance floor with Mason Dittom at Chris Webber’s party, he told me I was beautiful and then kissed me, then he said, ‘let’s take this somewhere else.’ So I was an idiot and followed him. Then that was the mistake. You can kind of guess where it goes from there I’m not writing it because my mum might see it and that would not be good so I’m going to stick with not saying it at all.
Well I guess I am going to stop writing now. So future me reading this, please tell me Eleizabeth and I stay friends, she is like the only friend I have.
Goodbye...
I closed my diary and placed it in my pyjama draw. I can’t believe I actually bought a diary. It feels good to get those thoughts on paper though. What don’t look at me like that if it was you, you would have the same feeling.
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It has been almost three weeks since I last spoke to Eleizabeth. I have regularly been writing in my diary and keeping most thoughts out of my head and onto the paper.
Wednesday 9th March 2011,
Dear Me,
I have been feeling rather ill lately. I have stayed home for two days. I would, wait a minute hold that thought…
I threw my diary on my bed and made a run for the bathroom. I sat in front of the toilet and vomited my guts out. Why was this happening to me? After I finished gaging I quickly brushed my teeth and sat back on my bed.
Sorry about that dramatic pause kind of left you hanging didn’t I, haha. Well really this is a serious matter. I think I’m pregnant…
I left it at that and put my diary in its usual spot. I walked down to the corner store and grabbed four pregnancy tests. “Are you over 18 miss?”
“No I’m sixteen, why?” ugh this annoys me when people question you.
“Well I’m afraid we don’t sell tests like these to under aged human beings.” Nerd alert, who uses the words human beings like what the hell is this dudes problem? Excuse time.
“They are not for me, they are for my mum, she asked me to get some for her. She is spilling her guts out in the toilet and asked me to grab some all right.” Please believe me.
“Ok then that will be $68 miss.” I handed him the notes and he gave back $2 change. I quickly ran home and opened the door panting. Then it hit me. I threw the bag with the tests in it on the couch and dashed to the bathroom like superman. I once again spilled my insides into the toilet. I hadn’t even eaten anything though weird.
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I was waiting for the test to be ready and I was getting sort of anxious, what if it is negative, I will be heart broken. But what if it is positive, what will I do? I got up from the couch and walked upstairs to the bathroom. I opened the door slowly and approached the test. Two lines. I’m going to be a mum…
Thursday 10th March 2011,
Dear Me,
I have just found out that I’m pregnant with Mason Dittom’s child. Oh no. So I know how I’m going to handle all this, although I am not very prepared to have a child. Yes I am turning 17 in like two months but I am still way too young to have a child. How will I tell Mason? Even worse, how will I tell Mum???
I closed the cover and a tear fell from my rosy red cheeks to the cover of the book. I put the book back into my pyjama draw. I walked around to the front door and stepped outside into the coldness. Of course it started to rain. I slowly walked down the street with an old purple umbrella above my head. As I made my way into Starbucks it hit me. I dashed for the public bathroom.
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