Tell Me You Love Me {Student/Teacher}

Tell Me You Love Me-Chapter 16

Her mouth fell open and she just stared at me. "What? You're, you're, what?" She was in pure shock.

The tears started to come faster now. "I don't know what I'm going to do. What do I do? I'm in high school, I can't have a baby!" I was so upset and I felt like I was going to be sick again. "How am I going to tell my parents? What's Jerod going to say?"

Addley came over and wrapped me in her arms. I hugged my best friend and sobbed until I was too tired to cry anymore. "Listen, first thing you need to do is talk to Jerod. Then, you need to go to the doctor. You're going to have to tell your parents after that." She patted my back. I knew she was right, but I really didn't want her to be.

I wiped my eyes and nodded. "I need to call Jerod. I'll go to his place and we can talk." Addley hugged me and told me to call her if I needed anything at all and left so I could go to Jerod's. I picked up my phone and called him.

"Hey honey, you feeling any better?" His voice echoed through the phone into my ear.

"No, not really. Do you mind if I come over so we can talk?" I felt like I was either going to cry or throw up again.

"Yeah, that's fine. Is something wrong?" I pinched the bridge of my nose to keep the tears from falling.

"We just need to talk. I'll be there in a minute." I hung up and left a very vague note in case my parents came home before I did. Jerod was standing by the door just like he always was when I went to see him. But this time, there was no jumping into his arms or kissing him.

The concern was clear on his face when I walked in. "Lily, what's going on? Is everything okay?" He lead me over to the couch and we sat down facing each other.

I took a deep, shaky breath. Now or never. "Jerod, I need to tell you something. I need you to let me get all the way done before you start talking, okay?" He nodded and I went on. "I went to the drug store today to get some cold and flu medicine. While I was there, I saw something that made me start to think about my being sick. It was a pregnancy test. When I got home, I took it. I'm pregnant Jerod." All of the color left his face and he looked like he was going to pass out.

After what seemed like forever, he finally started to talk to me. "Are-are you sure?"

I nodded. "Pretty sure, but I need to go to the doctor." He looked down at his lap and then back at me.

"I thought you said you were on birth control?" He didn't sound angry, but I thought I could detect some accusation in his voice.

I sighed. "I am on birth control. But I was taking antibiotics for that ear infection that I had. I'm thinking that the medicine I was taking messed up my birth control." Tears started to fall again.

"Okay, so what do you want to do?" His voice sounded softer now, but he sounded defeated and helpless.

"What do you mean? I told you. I need to go to the doctor and they'll tell me what I need to be doing."

He sighed. "No, Lily. I meant what do you want to do about the pregnancy?" He looked straight down at the floor the whole time he talked.

I finally understood what he was saying. "Well, I'm pregnant, so it looks like I'm going to have a baby."

He got up off the couch and ran his hand through his hair. His back was to me and he looked out the window. "Lily, I'm 22. I can't be a parent."

I got up and went over to him. "Yeah, I know Jerod, and I'm 18. You've been to college and you have a career. I don't have either of those things. But we were both old enough to get ourselves into this situation, and we're old enough to handle it like adults!" He was starting to make me really mad.

"I'm not saying that we shouldn't handle it like adults. But come on, do you really think that we can both be parents right now? I mean come on. I'm your teacher! What are you going to say when you start getting bigger and people ask you who the father of your baby is? Do you honestly think you can tell them that it's your chemistry teacher! Do you know how much trouble we would both be in?" He refused to look at me.

"Yeah, I do know how hard it's going to be. And I know that people are going to talk. But I'm the one who is going to carry the baby. I'm the one that people are going to be talking about. And what you just said to me was 'What are you going to say when people ask you who the father of your baby is?' This is not just my baby Jerod, this is our baby. We both took part in the creation of this child, and we both need to take part in the raising of this child. When I have the baby, I'll have graduated. You won't be my teacher anymore. And until then, if people ask who the father is, I don't have to tell them." I rubbed my eyes, suddenly very tired.

He sighed, defeated. "Alright. When is your doctor's appointment?" He finally turned to look at me. He looked as tired and as scared as I felt.

"I haven't made one yet. I need to call. After we go to the doctor, I have to tell my parents. I'm not going to tell them who the father of the baby is just yet. I'm going to wait until after graduation." I hugged him quickly. "I'm going to go. See you later." He said a quick goodbye and I left. I cried on the way home. I didn't expect him to be happy, but I expected him to be supportive. I didn't know how I was going to do this. If he left me, I really didn't know how I would do it alone.

We went to the doctor the next week and they told me that I was about six weeks along. They gave me a list of prenatal vitamins and a book about pregnancy to read. I knew that I needed to tell my parents, but I didn't know how. Jerod and I decided to tell my sister first. On our way back from the doctor, I texted Carissa and told her we were coming over.

When we got to their apartment, Carissa and Scott were waiting for us. I looked at them and cleared my throat. "Remember the night that we told you two that Jerod turned out to be my teacher?"

Carissa laughed and nodded. "Yes, I immediately thought that you were pregnant. I also remember that I threatened Jerod." Scott also started laughing at the memory of my angry sister.

I looked at her with tears in my eyes. "Well please don't threaten him this time." Tears escaped my eyes and Jerod wrapped his arm around me.

Carissa gasped. Scott cleared his throat. "Wait, so you're pregnant Lily? What are you guys going to do?"

"We're going to have a baby." I whispered, prepared to fight for my child against Scott too.

"But you two are so young. You have your entire lives ahead of you. How are you planning on raising a baby if you are in high school and he is your teacher?" I swear, Scott and Jerod shared one mind.

I wiped my eyes. "Why do you two keep saying 'me' like it's only my baby? This baby is just as much his as it is mine. I don't want to give the baby up."

Scott held up his hands. "Hey, I'm not saying that it all should fall on you or that you should give the baby up. I'm just telling you that you two have options and you need to think about everything before you make a decision."

Carissa put her hand on Scott's leg to quiet him. "Lily and Jerod know that they have options. But if they choose to keep the baby, then we need to be supportive of them." My big sister turned to me. "Lily, I love you. I'm your big sister and I will be here for you no matter what. If you need me, I'm always here for you." That did it. I got up and hugged my sister. I started to cry again and she just held me. "Have you told Mom and Dad yet?" She whispered. I shook my head no, not trusting my own voice. "Do you want me to go with you?" I nodded. "Okay then, let's go." She grabbed my hand and our coats. Before we left she stopped and turned towards the guys. "I'll be home later. Bye Scott, I love you."

We got into Carissa's car and the drive seemed to be much shorter than usual. We went inside and my mom and dad were both pleasantly surprised that Carissa came with me. We all sat down and Carissa grabbed my hand for support. I looked from my mom to my dad. "Mom, Dad, I'm pregnant." My mom's hand flew to her mouth and my dad's face showed with anger. I had just said the words that no parent wants to hear from their teen daughter.

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Try not to hate Jerod too much for not being as supportive as he should about the baby. Remember, he's just trying to be the voice of reason in a very complicated situation. I guess we'll see if he comes around to the parenting idea. Love you all and thanks so much for reading! ♥♥