Escape

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Gabbys POV
I can't imagine what Shaylah is going to go through at school. Being pregnant. That's a major self confidence killer when you have constant people judging you.

I'm headed to the doctor today. With me, myself, and I. I mean, I heard what the nurse said. The condom could've broke. What if Corbyn's broke? What if I'm pregnant too?

I get to the doctors and I start taking very deep breaths. All the 'what if's' start flowing through my brain and I'm scared as hell. I'm not ready.

"Gabrielle Tinton?"

"That'd be me," I said standing up.

The nurse led me to a room.

"So, what's been going on lately," she asked taking my blood pressure.

"Well, I'm super nauseous. I just fell down the stairs yesterday and woke up this morning with a massive migraine."

"Oh wow, is it just being nauseous or is there anything else?"

"I've been throwing up lately, too."

"Wait, weren't you here yesterday?"

"Uh, I don't know."

"With Paris Seavey?"

I though to myself, 'Paris Seavey? Who the hell is,'

"Ohhh, Yes. Yes I was."

"That's what I thought. Would you mind having a quick pregnancy test?"

I choked, "Excuse me?"

"A quick pregnancy test? Just for precautions." She smiled.

I forced a smile and gulped.

'Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Corbynnnn.' I thought to myself.

We walked into a dark room where she had my lay on a bed.

"Um, may I use the bathroom first?" I asked sitting up.

"Yes! But I need you to take this with you. After you're done, put the cap on, and leave it in the bathroom."

She handed me a cup that had

Gabrielle Tinton
Precaution Pregnancy Test
01/22/18
Room 132

on it.

I took it to the bathroom, did my business, and left. The nurse was sitting in the room waiting for me.

"Done?" She smiled and got up.

"Yep."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

I started to get grossed out. And being grossed out caused me to think of weird things. And those weird things left me cringing and facing the fact that being in the medical field was definitely not for me.

'Can you imagine, having someone pee in a cup, and then going to get it?'

'Pee is supposed to like have a nasty scent right?'

'Gabby what the hell?'

'What? I'm curious.'

"Alrighty, ready for the news?"

"I don't really know.." I said letting out a breath.

"You're not pregnant." I deep sigh of relief came out of me.

"Have you drank heavily in the last week?"

"No."

"Have you done anything to make you dizzy on the last week?"