It had been three weeks since the incident with Patrick making it Monday, the week starting to repeat again like every other week. I woke up to the same sound of my alarm going off that annoying repetitive ringing. I sat up ,thoughts about Patrick quickly flooding my head, I felt butterflies flutter in my stomach and queasy feeling like I was gonna throw up. "Why do I always feel this way,I don't have feelings for Patrick.....do I?" My thoughts were interrupted by a thick lump in my throat, It wasn't my feelings for Patrick it was actual vomit. I threw my white blanket off my body and ran to the bathroom. I slammed the door shut and began to hunch my back over the toilet,vomiting into the freshly cleaned toilet. I finally finished and pushed myself away from the toilet,wiping my mouth and taking short quick breaths that turned into deep long ones once I calmed down. "Throwing up? In the morning? Oh god" an anxiety filled groaned escaped my mouth "this can't be" I stood up slowly still a little dizzy right then I heard my mom knock at the door" Sweetie are you okay?" I took a deep breath before opening the door and putting on my best forced smile " yeah mom I'm fine, I'm gonna start getting ready" I said as my squeezed by her to get back to my room. I threw on a striped black and white sweatshirt with light ripped jeans. I headed downstairs to find a breakfast of eggs,toast and strawberries mixed with blueberries " oh I'm not hungry mom but thank you" she sighed " I could make you-" before she could finish I slammed the front door shut " something else" she signed once again. I began my walk to school,thoughts flooding my mind again " oh god what if I'm PREGNANT what am I gonna do?what if Patrick doesn't want to be in its life?wait am I even keeping it? I don't wanna kill a baby,what if Patrick forces me to get an abortion?what if my mom finds out? I need a pregnancy test,I'll buy one as soon as I get out of school maybe I could ask Patrick's friends for a ride they know me". I finally made it to school anxiously looking for Patrick,for once in my life I actually wanted to see him. I started to bite my nails,something I hadn't done in forever while heading to first period. I have first period with him so I'll just wait till then,I put my hands in my pockets to avoid biting them anymore. I walk into my class seeing those same kids together Stan and Richie I think their names are,Richie is obviously bothering Stan again "what do you mean street fighter isn't that good of a game? How would you know?all you do is need those Jew books" I heard Richie say " it's called a Torah trashmouth" Stan said while folding him arms and rolling his eyes. I sat in my seat tapping my foot on the ground waiting for Patrick to come in late. I heard the bell ring and the teacher started to teach the lesson as usual, about 5 minutes pass before there is a knock at the door I can't see Patrick's in the glass window but I can tell it's him by what's he's wearing. The teacher pushes the door open and Patrick walks in " detention Hockstetter" she shook her head and sighed but continued on with the lesson. He walked up and sat down in his seat next to him barely noticing my existence " psst Patrick" I whispered to him, his head was facing the opposite way from mine no answer from him " psssssst Patrick" still no answer "what the hell is he ignoring me?" I thought to myself. "Patrick" he rolled his eyes as he finally faced me "what?" He said with annoyance in his voice " we need to talk after class" he rolled his eyes once again " fine". After a long period of him ignoring my existence the bell rang and the class was dismissed, as he was walking out the class I pulled him to the side " Patrick I threw up this morning" I long sigh came out as I said that from relief of being able to tell someone. "And?" A little angry boiled inside me " what do you mean and? I could be pregnant" he chuckled a little " and what does that have to do with me?" My blood began to boil " what the hell do you mean you helped me make this baby why are you treating me like this" I tried to hold back my tears but they came one by one out of my eyes. I began to wipe my tears as a weak "fuck you" came out my mouth before I started to walk away to my second period I saw a small sliver of sympathy in his eyes before I left.
(HEY YALL I FINALLY UPDATED THE STORY
It's Christmas break for me so no school alsoooooo IM GOING TO A CALPURNIA CONCERT IN JANUARY I honestly don't really listen to them I'm kinda only going for Finn Wolfhard but anyway yeah here's the chapter hope you enjoy ooooooo is she pregnant????will Patrick take care of it if she is?????? Find out next chapter also thank y'all so much for 2k reads that's amazing thank y'all so so much
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