Pregnant at Sixteen

Telling Cami

I've been standing in front of this brown door for like 10 minutes debating whether I should tell her or not. Do I tell her? Or do I wait? Cami's my best friend, I should just do it! Stop being a chicken and just tell your best friend that an accident happened. Oh great, I just called my baby an accident. I feel bad for my child already. 

I take a deep breath and knock on the door twice. I wait a couple seconds before Cami whips the door open. She had her hair tied up and had a tub of ice cream in her arm. She was literally wearing pajamas and slippers. 

"Movie night?" I laugh softly, walking inside. Her house was like mine, except it was flipped inside. My kitchen is on the left, her kitchen is on the right. You feel me?

"What's up," she asks while putting a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. She grinned and closed her eyes like it was the best thing on earth. 

"Just wanted to talk," I half smile, shoving my hands in my hoodie pocket. 

"About?" she questioned, eating another spoonful. I shrug and look at my surroundings. I do this in awkward  situations, okay? 

"Remember when I lost my virginity?" I bit my lip, looking at my feet. 

"Mhm.."

"I went to my appointment and I'm clean, but..I found out..." I started to say.

"Spit it out Myra, you're making me nervous," she chuckled, hopping onto the island counter in her kitchen. 

"IgotpregnantwithXander'sbaby," I blurted, covering my mouth with my hands. 

"YOU WHAT?" she threw her spoon and threw her tub on the counter. "Didn't you use protection?!" 

"I thought we did, I mean I kinda remember him wearing a condom, but I'm not even sure C! Like, I was drinking too much that everything is blurry," I sniffle, holding my sobs in again. I can't cry again. Hold it together.

"Plus condoms only work like 97% of the time," I chuckle softly. "I guess I made that 3%?"

"This isn't funny M," Camilla groaned, hopping off the counter. She wraps her arms around me giving me hug. "So..are you keeping it?" 

"I have to," I replied. "I'm not losing this precious thing, even if I am only sixteen. Other mothers did it, so can I."

"Did you tell Xander?" 

"Hell no, he will skin me alive!" I exclaim. "How the hell am I supposed to tell him? 'Hey, yeah I got pregnant and you are responsible. Where's the child support?'. I'm not doing that Cami." 

"It's better than waiting it out until last minute," she shrugs, "yeah, he will be scared and shocked, and if he doesn't take responsibility, someone else will help." 

"I guess.." I groan and run my fingers through my hair. "I don't want to look pregnant! Labor will hurt like hell too."

"Tough it out champ." 

"Weirdo." 

After telling my best friend about the pregnancy, we watched movies and netflix the rest of the night. At least tomorrow is Sunday, so I can sleep in and let my baby rest too. 

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i suck at writing stories wth. This is like the fourth chapter I wrote today and they are all short, but once I get going on this story, hopefully the chapters will turn out better. Anyways, I should probably hit the sack. Bye!