73 Memories

The Thirty-Second Memory

Two weeks after we had attended our first day of college classes, I decided I wanted to get a part-time job.

Which meant I had to pee in a cup.

A few weeks after I'd handed my urine to a random person I'd never met, I'd got a call. "Hello?" I asked, and the person on the other end wasting no time getting down to business. He asked me who I was, and when I confirmed I was the one he wanted to speak to, he cleared his throat. "So, I don't mean to make any wrong assumptions, but you're in college, yes?"

"Correct, Dr."

"So I assume you weren't trying to get pregnant, right?"

I froze for a minute before regaining my composure. "What are you saying?"

"Thought so. I'm saying that you're pregnant, ma'am."

I started shaking, so I sat down on my bed, my movements suddenly becoming slow. "Is that all?"

"Well, that's the big news. The other thing is that if you stop by the office, we have your test results in so you can hand them into your employer."

I nodded before the realization that he couldn't hear me hit. "Um, okay." I brought the phone away from my ear and pressed the 'End Call' button. I knew it was rude, but I had bigger things to think about.

Like, how was I supposed to tell you that I was pregnant?

Or how was I supposed to get through college? What if you broke up with me, or insisted that I terminate the pregnancy?

What if we keep it and I kill it?

After my mom gave birth to Burlin, it messed with her brain. She became a different person because of it. What if that happened to me?

All of these thoughts were running through my head as I stood up and paced around the room. The small dorm suddenly seemed suffocating, and I knew that if I didn't get out of there I would seriously start panicking. So I grabbed my keys to the dorm, my school bag, and my phone and then ran out of the housing building as fast as I could.

I sat down under a tree, doing my best to contain and slow the thoughts that were running around my brain faster than I could blink.

A single tear slipped down my cheek but I wiped it away and blinked hard so the rest of them wouldn't spill out my eyes in the middle of campus.

Think. Think.

Before long, I had come up with a plan.

I was going to tell you as soon as you got out of class. And then, if you decided to leave me, then fine.

I'd be better without you.

Or at least that was what I was telling myself as I headed towards the building you'd be coming out of in five minutes. 

And the drama unravels! Good thing I'm excited to keep writing so you won't be left waiting long, lol.