I looked down at the bag.... A pregnancy test. I looked at Sarah in shock.
"It's just in case. I doubt a rapist would use protection." I shook my head and took out the box.
"What if I am? What will I do? I'm still so young and I'm broke! I can't raise a baby!"
"Calm down. You might not even be pregnant." She rubbed my back reassuringly. I calmed down a bit but my mind was still racing.
"How about we watch a movie to calm you down and then you can take it?" I nodded and started setting up netflix on my TV.
We decided to watch (movie). About halfway through I got nauseous and had to run to the bathroom. Sarah held my hair back with one hand and rubbed my back with the other. When I finished I told her to go back in the living room while I cleaned myself up. I leaned on the counter and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked awful, my hair was knotted and frizzy, my eyes had massive bags underneath them and they looked tired, my nose was running from throwing up, and I was sure I smelt like dog shit. If I'm pregnant, how am I supposed to take care of it if I can't take care of myself?
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Young and Emo? | Ryan Ross x Reader
FanfictionI've had this written for a while but didn't post it so here you go. In this story Ryan never left the band, neither did anyone else. You are a female backup singer and dancer, and you're not supposed to get attached to any of the members, what happ...
