Sorry • Jariana Story

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Sorry Story part 10

I keep throwing up. It fell like my guts were ripping out and I'm spitting my guts out. Alisha is still sleeping, and Justin woke up a second ago.

I guess he can hear me gagging n' shit, he runs to the bathroom and rubs my back, holding my hair back.

"Shit, are you okay?" He says.

"No. I've been throwing up since this morning." I said.

"You want to go to the hospital?" Justin asked.

"No." I said.

"You sure?" He asked.

"I'm sure." I said. "Can you bring me water?"

He nods, grabbing a water bottle. He comes back to me throwing up again, he hands me a napkin and water bottle.

I wipe my mouth and took a sip of water. Once I knew I was going to stop throwing up, Justin told me to go lay down. He never left my side. Never.

I turned on Netflix and started watching some drama films. I was in the mood for horror but I feel like if I see blood then I'll throw up again. Justin stroked my hair and I kept my eyes on the TV.

"I'm so hungry." I said, shifting a little.

"What would you like to eat?" Justin asked.

"I am really craving french fries from McDonald's." I said.

"Alright, on it." Justin smiled.

He leaves and I zone out into the movie. There were some funny parts but I didn't laugh or move. I felt like there was something off. Never in my 24 years of my life, I never felt this odd feeling.

A few minutes later, Justin comes back with McDonald's. I smiled and took the french fries.

"Thank you, Justin. Sorry for using you." I said, furrowing my eyebrows as I shoved the french fries in my mouth.

"No problem." He smiles, laying down next to me.

The Next Month

"Hey, you feeling okay?" Justin asked.

"No. I still feel sick and dizzy." I said, turning to him.

"Hm. Medicine?" Justin asked.

"No." I groaned, rubbing my eyes.

"Should we to to the hospital today? You seem really sick." Justin says.

"Ugh, fine." I said.

Later that day..

We entered the hospital. I was so nervous for some reason. I don't want to end up having a disease or something.

"Ariana Grande?" I hear the nurse say.

I glanced over at Justin and we stood up. I hate how everyone likes staring at you when you get called in by a nurse. It gets on my nerves.

"Okay, so what's the problem?" The nurse asked. "You can sit right there."

"Um, I've been throwing up A LOT lately, I've been feeling nauseous, Headaches, dizzy..." I said.

"Hm, okay." She says, typing into her computer.

Justin and I looked at each other. We both knew something was off.

"When did this start happening?" She asked.

"Last month. I've also realized that I gained 2 pounds or something." I said.

She nods. "Okay, have you bene sexually active?"

I awkwardly shifted. "Um, Justin and I had sex last month the day before I started feeling sick."

"Alright." She says, typing in. "Do you recall using protection?"

My heart dropped. I looked at Justin. His face went red.

"I didn't."

"Hm, okay." She types in.

The nurse stood up.

"Okay, you're going to have an ultrasound." She says.

I nodded nervously.

"Follow me." She says, leaving the room.

We followed her. I looked at Justin and he looks back down to me. He grabs my hand and holds it tightly.

"Don't squeeze too hard. It hurts." I mumbled.

"Sorry." He says, making sure he didn't squeeze it too tightly.

We followed the nurse into the room.

"Alright, I'll have you lay down." She says, setting her laptop down.

Justin sat down on the chair and I laid down.

"This may be a little cold." She says, grabbing this gel thing.

Justin was shaking. He tapped his foot really quickly. He's stressed. And I am too.

I lifted up my shirt. She squirted some gel on my stomach, which was cold.

"I just realized how small you are." She chuckles.

She turns on the screen. She started doing some weird shit to it. I closed my eyes, scared. I opened it once I hear her open her mouth.

"Congratulations, you're pregnant."

I all of the sudden hear the door slam open and shut. Justin was gone.