Alright guyss, Ima just give you a hint from now its not gonna be a typical thing so yeah you'll see what I mean in the next few chapters :)
I wiped my tears as I stared back at it, and the door slowly opened. Jamal poked his head round and saw me sitting on the floor, he sat next to me and I looked up at him.
"What does it say?" He asked looking worried.
"What do you think? I didn't need to take a test because I was right anyway." He sighed and rested his head on his hands.
"What the fuck are we going to do?" He asked and I shrugged, I was too busy staring at the bold letters glaring right back at me. Just one word had ruined my life, only one word. I couldn't cry about it because it was my fault, it was just so unexpected. I thought I'd be fine and I always looked down on teenagers becoming pregnant but now I was being a hypocrite. Jamal lifted his head and put his arm around me, pulling me near to him.
"We have to stay strong Natalie, for this baby-"
"I don't want it." I said quietly and he raised his eyebrow.
"What don't you want?"
"The baby... I don't want it." I repeated and he looked at me as if I were crazy, his arm dropped from around me and he screwed.
"You aren't thinking of getting rid of it are you?" I kept silent and looked towards the floor.
"YOU ARE AREN'T YOU?" He shouted and I jumped at the sound of his loud voice, I looked at him with tears in my eyes and he slowly shook his head at me.
"You of all people Natalie... Jordan was right about you white girls you know." My face dropped, that hurt. He never sided with Jordan and yet here he was sitting next to me, going against what I wanted. I couldn't provide for a baby, I could barely manage myself. I wasn't living in a proper home, I was living with my best friend and his mum who I was sure would kick me out once she found out. I couldn't manage a baby with the way Jamal was acting, he was in too much trouble and involved in all of the wrong things. This wouldn't be the life I'd choose for myself let alone my child.
"Get out." He said and stood up, I slowly stood up and wiped my face. He couldn't even look at me, I stepped closer to him and he refused to look at me.
"Jamal, please-"
"Just go man." He said sternly and I sighed before walking out of the room, I went to get my bag from his and put the test in my pocket. I went downstairs and put my shoes back on and closed the front door behind me on my way out. I could barely see where I was walking as my eyes began to fill with tears again, I didn't even know where I should go. I bumped straight into someone and a sudden cold shiver ran down my spine, I looked up and saw a hooded person standing infront of me. The same boy I saw earlier before I went into school.
"S-Sorry." I said and quickly stepped aside, I continued walking but at a quicker speed and glanced over my shoulder to see him no longer there... I must admit I was quite scared but I carried on going back to Trevan's. Once I got there, I knocked and he opened the door chewing his food.
"Natalie, what happened to you man?" He said referring to the tears I had still rolling down my cheeks, I shook my head and eased past him walking straight up the stairs and into my room. I heard him come up after me and he knocked lightly on my door and walked in.
"If it's Jamal-" I threw the test at him and he caught it, he had really quick reflexes. He looked down at it frowning and once he turned it over his eyes widened.
"Nah... you can't be... you're pregnant?" He asked sounding shocked and I nodded slowly.
"Yes, I don't want the baby. Jamal does, he thinks bringing a baby into this will make everything better but it will only makes things worse."
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On The Run
Teen FictionA white girl falling in love with a black boy is looked down on where Natalie lives in a predominently white area. Once she moves away from an obsessive ex-boyfriend and something unexpected happens, Natalie struggles to know who to trust and wonder...