South-Side Renascent || c.g.

Screwed

Carl

"Carl!" Fiona yelled from downstairs. "Better hurry up if you want a ride to work!"

I pulled my shirt over my head, "Here I come!" I grabbed my wallet and slipped it into my pocket before bolting down the stairs. "Ugh, I'm hungry as fuck."

"Grab a banana and come on."

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I was finally on my lunch break. I made myself a sandwich and brought it out to a table to eat.

I finished my lunch and wiped my hands off on my apron. My phone started to go off in my pocket. A huge grin formed on my face— Cailee was calling me.

I slid my finger across the screen, "Hey, babe."

"Hey baby, you on your break?"

"Yeah, I'm only on lunch and I've already had a long day. But how are you?"

She paused before answering, "Hungry. Debbie's taking me out to get something to eat in a bit." I was pretty glad that she was spending time with my sister. Debbie definitely needed a support system at the moment.

"That sounds good, baby. My break is almost over. See you at my house later?"

"Of course. I love you."

Cailee

"I love you too. Bye," I hung up the phone and looked over at Debbie. We were sitting in the lobby at Planned Parenthood, waiting on my name to be called.

"What if something's wrong, Debbie. I have no idea how long I've been pregnant. I've had a lot to drink in the past three weeks."

"Don't worry yourself sick. I'm sure everything is fine," She grabbed my hand and gave me a reassuring smile.

"Strong?" Debbie and I snapped our heads toward the voice. A nurse stood a few feet away from us with a clipboard.

"That's us," Debbie and I stood up.

"Follow me."

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The nurse took my vitals, as well as a urine sample, and was out of the small room. I was sitting on the examining table, playing with the hem of my shirt while Debbie twiddled with her thumbs.

The door opened, revealing a doctor instead of the nurse. "Ms. Strong, how are you today?" the lady asked.

There was no use in lying, "Exhausted, honestly."

"As expected. Your results came back positive. Congratulations," My heart started pounding in my chest. I was actually pregnant. Debbie stood up to grab my hand. The doctor must have noticed how terrified I was because she gave me a reassuring smile.

"You're still pretty early into your pregnancy. Would you like to discuss your options?"

Carl

My shift finally ended and I was fucking beat. I hopped on the L and headed home. Again, all was quiet in the house.

I flopped onto the couch and turned on the TV. I started dosing off almost immediately.