A couple weeks had past since Lay destroyed you, but you hadn't been feeling too well. This worried you a bit but you always went back to the fact that he had been wearing a condom. What you hadn't thought was that it could've had a hole in it. You shared what had happened with your two best friends. They were very supportive but begged for you to take a pregnancy test. They knew it wasn't normal to be all of a sudden begin getting cravings, gaining weight, and puking. You agreed to take the test and headed to the store. As you approached the cashier you began pretending to talk about how excited you were to see if you were going to have a baby brother or sister. The cashier believed your lies and continued to check you out. After you left the store you went rushing to your friends house. They showed you to the bathroom and let you do your thing. You peed and as you began to thick the pregnancy test in you were frightened that the two bars would pop up and you'd have LAYS BABY! you palms started sweating and your face got hot. The room seemed to be closing in but you remained calm. The moment had come. You handed your friends the pregnancy test and hoped for the best. The looks on their faces weren't reassuring. They seemed sad, or disappointed, a mix of the two. They let out the bad news to you and showed you the test. As expected from all the side affects, it was positive. All you could was fall on your knees and start crying. Your friends comforted you, but you knew it was time to tell Lay. The next day at school you felt as if everyone was staring at you even tho that wasn't the case. Your belly hadn't grown from one day to the next. It was fine to face Lay. The truth needed to be said. During third period you handed him a note telling him to meet you by the bleachers at lunch. He agreed. When he showed up, you spilled the truth right then and there. He didn't believe you at first but when you showed him the positive pregnancy test he had no choice but to stop doubting it. He obviously didn't want to keep it so he told me to get rid of it as soon as possible. He said he'd give me the money for the abortion, but I told him that I didn't want to do that. I accepted the money but slapped him and walked away in tears. He chased after me but I yanked my hard away. For the rest of the day my mind was somewhere else. I couldn't focus on anything but what I was going to do. How was I going to tell my parents??
To be continued...
