What Goes Around Comes Back Around

Chapter 6: Finding out....

I looked over to my phone that was charging on the dresser, and saw that i had 3 text- messages from Alicia, what does this girl want! I took it off the charger, and the first message said, "we need to talk",the second one said, "can u come pick me up", and the last one said, "why u aint answerin i need 2 tlk to u".

Now i had to get up, i did my daily routine, but this time i had on a black aeropastle shirt, with some blue high wasted skinny jeans, and my black timberland boots. I had my hair into a swoop bang, and a high ponytail.

I took out a big, big texas honybun and heated it up, then had poured me a glass of some tropical fruit punch. Then i got my iphone and my car charger, and left. When i had i got to her house, her mama was down the street. Since the door was unlocked i just came right in.

I went upstairs to her room, and opened it up hearing whimpers. Then i saw her with her door cracked, crying in her hands. Then i got in, and closed it back. She was sitting on the floor by her bed.

She looked up at me. "Oh, hey Mariah."

"Hey Alicia, why you crying," i asked sitting by her. 

"I dont know, i think something's wrong." she wined.

"Well, what happened?"

"Well my period was supposed to come 2 weeks ago, and it still didn't."

When she had picked up her head,  her whole face was read. Her nose was the reddest. I hugged her putting her head on my chest. I pushed off all the tears away, and she layed on my chest. This was my best-friend and through the toughest, we always end up figuring something out.

"Now you know to knock on wood next time", i said smiling.

She laughed. It was good to see her smile over all that sadness.

"I think i'm pregnant. I mean first my period is late, then i throw up all these 2 weeks." she shook her head.

"Well, it's only one way to find out. Put on some shoes, we about to go to Walgreens."

She slipt on her shoes, and then we left. When we got to walgreens, i picked up 2 first responses pregnancy tests. As soon as we got back to her house she took it. She sat it down on the bathroom counter, and went by me on her bed in her bedroom. We sat in slence untill 5 minutes passed. 

When she looked to go check, she went in the restroom, got it and fell to the floor. It was a rough fall, and almost immiediently i had got up to check if she was okay. She was crying, and her nose was bleeding, and she had a minor bruise on her leg. I ran to her crying, tears falling from my eyes.

I got on my knees by her and hugged her like i didn't want to let go. She was crying her heart out on my chest. I held her for almost 3 hours. Me and her crying for what seemed like forever. When we was done getting almost all of our tears out, i gave her a wet washcloth to clean her nose.

We sat on her bed. Me putting alcohol on a cottonball. But before i had gave her the wet washcloth, both of the tests had read positive. So after all the silence, i started to talk.

"So, what you gone to with the baby?" i asked, breaking the silence.

"I really dont know."

"Look, you could always have an abortion, or you can put the baby up for adoption, or you could just go through with the pregnancy," i said rubbing the alcohol on her bruise.

We was in silence for at least 5 seconds, then she started talking. "No. I'm keeping the baby." 

"Whose the baby daddy?"