Pregnant at Sixteen

You're Pregnant, Myra

It has been around two or three weeks since that party, and Xander never talked to me since, but I already knew he wouldn't so whatever. 

It's currently 3am and I'm puking my guts out in my bathroom. Yay me! It was probably those burgers my sister, Hailee, made for me last night. She's not the best at cooking.

"Myra, are you okay?" my sister asks walking in with her brown hair tied up in a bun and her green eyes showing she just woke up, considering they are barely opened. 

"Yeah.." I replied, throwing up into the toilet once again. Hailee held my hair up while I was puking. Oh, my sister is 14. She's pretty lame. 

I kept puking up my guts, until there was nothing else coming up. Good thing today is my doctor appointment I booked. I'm kinda nervous to go to be honest. That bitch better be clean. He could've told me before that happened. 

"Hailee, you should go back to sleep, I'm fine," I smiled weekly. "I probably ate something that wasn't cooked properly." 

"Are you saying my burger I made for you was raw?" She questioned, raising her eyebrow. 

"Nope," I start puking again. "But don't you have a school thing tomorrow?" 

"Yeah, I do," she sighed, "why do they make it on the weekends?? Why not during school instead of ruining my entire weekend plans. I hate school with a passion." 

"Me too, hails," I chuckled softly. "But catch some sleep before you sleep in." 

"I have to get up in a couple hours anyways, we're leaving by 6am," she shrugs, letting go of my hair and leaning against the door frame.

"How fun," I say sarcastically. 

"Fine, I'll leave," she rolls her eyes and goes to her room, leaving me puking even more to the point my insides were throbbing. 

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"Miss. Jenson?" a nurse calls. I stand up and follow the nurse around different hallways until we end up in a hospital room. 

"Dr. Jackson will be with you in a moment," she smiled softly, leaving afterwards. Oh, god. Please tell me Dr. Jackson is a girl. You know how awkward that would be?! 

I sit on the bed, patiently for a couple minutes. Then a couple minutes turned into 10 and 10 turned into 20 and 20 turned into a fucking life time. I hate hospitals. 

The door suddenly creaks open and a male doctor walks in. Fuck my life. 

"Miss. Jenson, right?" he asked. I give him a slight nod. He didn't look quite old, maybe 27? 28? His hair was a light brown and he had blue eyes. He was actually kind of handsome. But ew Myra, he's gonna be up in your vagina. Stop. 

After all that shit, he finally told me I was clean, thank the lords. I'm relieved now. 

"I have some good news for some, but bad news if you make it bad news," he says. "Your urine test showed me something interesting." 

"And that is?" I question. Please don't be bad news..

"Your tests showed positive," he answered. I looked at him confused. Positive? What. 

"What do you mean?" 

"You're pregnant, Myra." 

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OOOOHHHH shIIIIT

MYRa is in troUBLE

sorry for the short chapter. I just didn't know how to continue with that news. Like? idk. I'll try write another chapter but I have a project I need to do. SO yeah.