All of the Stars

<Chapter Three>

°•7 weeks later•°

"What's wrong, Hayden?" Mom said sitting beside me on my bed running her hand through my hair.

"I don't know." I say weakly. I had been feeling under the weather for the past week. I threw up Monday morning, so I stayed home. And then Tuesday I went to school, but threw up again at lunch, so I came home and and anytime I ate anything I couldn't keep it down, and now it's Thursday and all I've done is sleep.

"Is it your head? Your stomach?..." She asked.

"I guess my stomach." I say rolling onto my back and looking at her.

"You look a little bloated sweetheart." She says gently touching my stomach. "Oh dear, have you been number two lately?" I nod. "Okay, get up. Get dressed. Im taking you to see Dr. Sydney." She say standing up and walking out of my room. I sluggishly get up and pull on a clean hoodie and some shoes.

I walk down the stairs and see mom already ready, standing by the door with her keys in hand. We walked out to her car and started towards town.

"So, you know, if there's anything you feel like you can't tell me, I just want you to know, you can tell me, I won't be mad." She says a little awkwardly.

"Okay." I say because there's nothing I have to say.

"Anything at all." She adds. Again I say okay. "You don't have anything to tell me?"

I saw Oliver's truck driving towards us. I looked at the time 3:24. Schools out. He held up a couple fingers as he drove past.

"No." I say. "Nothing at all."

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The thing about walk-in clinics is that there's always a long waiting period. And so. many. sick. people. There's a little boy sitting beside me with so much snot hanging out of his nose, and he keeps putting his finger in it, and then licking it. I'm never going to have kids. Ever.

"Hayden Barnes?" The male nurse called from the doorway. Mom and I got up and followed him to a room. He held the door open and I walked in and sat on the table thingy and turned to see mom whispering to him. He nodded and she smiled and walked in and sat down.

"Okay," his voice boomed. "What seems to be the problem?" He asks.

"Nausea, well, I've actually thrown up a couple times. And I just feel... Down I guess." I say. He looks and mom and gives a knowing look and nods.

"Okay, so I think I know what's wrong," he says reaching up into a cabinet, "but you're going to have to give a urine sample." He adds giving me a smallish cup.

I take the cup from him and make my way to the bathroom. I pee in the cup and put the lid on and go back to the room.

He takes the cup from me and smiles, "Dr. Sydney will be back with the results." He says and walks out of the room.

A few minutes later a pudgy white man with white hair walks in and closes the door softly behind him. "Hello, Hayden." he says cheerfully extending his hand. I shake it and he adds, "I'm Dr. John Sydney." I say a lame hey and be chuckles.

"Okay," he says looking down at a clipboard. "You're sixteen," he says more to himself. "Hayden, you're not going to like the news I'm going to give you." my heart starts beating rapidly.

"I'm dying, aren't I?" I ask, and he booms with laughter.

"Oh, no. Nothing like that." He says and then gets serious. "Listen, Hayden I'm not going to beat around the bushes, or sugar coat it. You're pregnant."

I blinked once. Twice. Three times. Four times. My heart wasn't beating, or was it, am I numb? Wait am I breathing? Oh god.

He started going on about options, and prenatal vitamins, and things I should take into consideration.

"Do you need a good OB?" He asks mom. She nods and he says, "Dr. Peirce is one of the best I've ever met. I can have Karen get you an appointment if you'd like "

"I would appreciate that very much." She says.

"Okay, well then, it seems we're done here, call if you have any questions." He says shaking her hand and walking out of the room.

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"Are you hungry?" Mom asks as we get into the car. I shake my head and she sighs. "Hey, I'm not mad." She says softly putting a hand on my shoulder. "Are you sure you're not hungry?" She asks again and I nod. "Okay, then I guess we'll just go home."

The drive seemed so much longer than usual. Once we arrived to the house I practically jumped out of the car and hurriedly made me way to my bed and crawled under the blankets. I felt my phone vibrate under my pillow and saw a text message from Violet. I guess you could say we've become really good friends over the past few weeks.

-"please tell me you're going to be at school tomorrow!"

Me-"no, sorry. Im just gonna go ahead and make a week out of it."

Violet-"I hate you. Whats wrong?"

Me-"just have the flu."

Violet-"oh, feel better."

Me-"thanks."

~

A few hours later I just got this want, no a need for a chocolate poptart. So I walked down the stairs and stopped when I heard mom talking on the phone.

"- has a little thing going on.- oh- no, she's fine, she's just, um, don't say anything to Kevin, Hayden's pregnant.-well we just found out today. I didn't know if that was a deal breaker." She laughed. "I don't know what the plan is yet. Heck, I don't even know- Evelyn I don't even know what to do.-am I supposed to be mad at her?- well I don't really feel mad- I really wish Parker was still here." She said sadly. They were silent for a few moments so I walked in and she said, "Hey, I'll call you back, I need to talk to Hayden.-okay bye."

"Hey sweetie." She says

"Hey." I say going to the pantry and getting a chocolate poptart, and then walk over to the fridge and make a glass of chocolate milk.

"I'm just curious. How far along are you?" She asks and I think about, for a good minute.

"Around two months." I say staring down at the glass.

"Wow... Do you- do you know who the father is?" She asks, I nod. "Can I ask who?" I don't answer, and tears start to cloud my vision as I realize, that one, I'm scared shit less, and two, I'm going to have to tell Oliver. The tears start to fall and she sees this because she says, "Oh honey, what's wrong?"

"I'm so terrified mom." I say and she gets up and pulls me into a hug, "I'm terrified because I'm bringing a life into this horrible world, where people die, and other people are complete jerks, who have a plan, and you can't be in it." I sob.

"What are you talking about?" She asks pulling away to look at me.

"The guy, he doesn't care about me, he never did, because-"

"Hey, hey... Listen, I'm not saying he's not a total ass for doing whatever it is he did to you, but regardless of how you feel about him, he's gotta know. Okay?" I nod. "Okay, now just go eat your, whatever that is, and watch a movie or something." She says wiping a tear from my face. I nod again head to the living room, "and Hayden." I turn around, "I love you, so much."

"I love you too mom."

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