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Update: Today is Monday. Shit.
"I'm not going." I say, flat on my stomach on the couch. "Mills I'm already in the car!" Sadie groaned. "No you're not." I say. "Ugh! It was just a way to get you to move!" She opened the front door. I eyed her, she eyed me.
3 minutes later..
So Sadie somehow got me into her car.
I sat in the front seat, rolling my eyes as I looked out the window. "Mills," she scoffed. "I'm doing this for you." She looked deep into my eyes. "I know," I sighed. "I'm sorry." Sadie started the car with a grumble noise. "Shit I gotta get that fixed." She grunted. I made a disgusted look on my face at the motor.
I stared at it almost like I was blind.
Flashback:
November, 2001
Dad took me to an apartment. Somewhere in the sketchy part of downtown. It was dark out, and he led me up the outside steps. He held my back roughly. My breath quickened as a girl answered the door.
I noticed. Again.
I pinched myself.
I notice too much.
She wore a laced bra, huge hopped earrings, and fish net tights with heels on. I frowned. "Hey there Della," Dad said, holding the woman's chin. I looked away, grimacing. Dad then grabbed my jacket from behind, pulling me back. "I got my daughter here for ya." He said in a deep voice. I slowly followed the woman, taking one look back at Dad as he stood in the door frame. I didn't want to do this. I knew what was coming.
She led me into a back room with a bed.
My body shook.
"C'mon sweetheart, there's nothing to be afraid of." She said slyly. I didn't move from where I stood. She then held my back, pushing me onto the bed. I flopped down on my back. "This is TJ," she introduced a guy that walked into the room slowly. He had a tooth pick in between his teeth, and a million tattoos. "Hey princess." He smiled. He had yellow teeth too.
Shit. I had to get out of here.
Dad took me to a stripper club, probably where he spends most of his time to be honest. He said I had to become 'grown up' by having sex with men twice my age?
No fucking way.
The guy bounced on top of me.
I squeezed my eyes shut and turned my head to the side. I then saw an opportunity. I clenched my fists, and kicked the guy in the balls, making him wince in pain, holding his crotch, I then kicked him in the nose. I scurried off of the bed and out of the back door. "Hey!" Dad shouted after me as I ran through the darkened parking lot and into the street. I did that a lot. I ran away, sometimes for a day or more. I then would return home, hoping that Dad was to drunk to remember anything that happened.
I went to Noah's and stayed there over night.
"Millie!" Sadie snapped her fingers in front of me, making me flinch and turn her way. "S-Sorry." I say. "We're here." She unbuckled her seat belt.
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We waited outside of the office. The chairs were cold, and a bunch of nurses passed every few minutes, making me nervous.
The doctor's office smelt funny.
I looked across the waiting room area. There was a little Asian boy, with a patch over his eyes. I felt bad for him.
He smiled at me.
"Millie Brown?" The nurse called out of the door frame. I stood up, along with Sadie. My heart was beating so fast I couldn't keep up with it! We sat down on a bed, with white paper on top. It made a crumble noise, which I didn't like. A man came into the small room, closing the door behind him. "Hello, Millie." He shook my hand. "Hi." I say flatly.
We talked about random things that I didn't really listen to.
"well, I uh," I couldn't speak. "I missed my period." I mumbled to him, he wrote something down on his clipboard. "Okay," He said slowly. He clicked his pen, "alright, I need you to pee in a cup for me, do you think you can do that?" He asked nicely. I nodded, looking over at Sadie, who was drinking a Coke. He handed me a small white cup, with a label on it that read;
MB
URINE SAMPLE
I went to the bathroom, not really knowing how to pee in the small cup. Once I finally finished, I washed my hands, and fixed my hair in the mirror, soon stepping out of the bathroom.
I handed the doctor the cup, as he wrapped it carefully in plastic, then pouring it into a sample jar. He then asked to look at my spine, and stomach. I did as he asked, by taking off my shirt, only in my bra. "You've been sexually active in the past few weeks." He admitted, making me nod. His cold fingers touched my spine, making me have goosebumps. I then lay flat on my back, exposing my stomach. He pushed around gently on top, it hurt below my bellybutton, making me wince. "Hm." He wrote some more down on his clip board. "and you are, seventeen?" He asked once again. "Almost eighteen." I nodded. He but his lower lip with concern. I wanted to ask him what was the matter but I was to scared. My palms were sweating.
"There's no easy way to.." He began. Sadie looked up with worry, as did I.
"to put this but," he stuttered.
"There may be a chance that you are in fact pregnant, and carrying a child miss Brown," he said with a sigh. Sadie looked down at the floor, shutting her eyes. "I-It could be a miss carry, but we need to take advanced ex rays,"
What.
Did.
He.
Just.
Say?
...
I'm pregnant?
No, no that can't be right. There must be a mistake. How? Why me?
There were so many questions going through my head. I felt like I was about to have another episode, but I didn't. I started to breath heavily, my breath hitched. Sadie stood up and held my arm. I started to cry, hard, into the girl's shoulder. Sadie held my hand tight. We didn't move from that room for a while.
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The car ride home was silent. Sadie kept her eyes glued to the road ahead, while I lay in the back seat. I couldn't speak, or think, or do anything.
That night I didn't eat. Neither did Sadie. I think she was in shock, as was I. I just couldn't believe it. Me, of all people was pregnant. My next question to myself was, who? At first I thought it was the rape. I shut my eyes at the thought of a 21 year old man being the father of this child. No. No it couldn't be him. I thought of Finn. We had sex a lot, I'm not gonna lie, but it doesn't seem right. Finn Wolfhard couldn't possibly have done this to me. I had to tell Finn. We told Noah; he almost fell off his chair and fainted. He didn't speak either, until Gaten came over.
"Has she said anything?" I heard him whisper from the kitchen. "No," Sadie whispered back. "She hasn't eaten or slept." "Jesus."
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