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"That's when Mr. McCartney walked in. June watched as his soft black hair and scruffy beard made their way across the room. He carried himself in a sturdy manor, making sure his presence was known. He reached his de...
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One Week Later - January 31st, 1971
Ever since Jude stormed out, he hadn't come back. It had been a week now, and June hadn't heard anything from him. I mean, she did break up with him so I guess it was a good thing he hadn't come back. After his hurtful words, she didn't want to see him ever again though most of his stuff was still in the apartment. The apartment. June didn't have a job, which meant if he was gone for good, then she would have to move out. I guess moving out wouldn't be such a bad idea. This place held too many dark memories anyways, and her cheek was still slightly bruised from his outburst last week. She could have Paul help her move once things had settled down.
June had been so caught up in all the drama, that she hadn't noticed she was late. I don't mean 'late to a meeting' or 'late to an appointment' I mean late. As in her period hadn't shown up yet. She'd felt sick almost every morning, and sometimes throughout the day, but only dismissed it to the flu or food poisoning. Paul had been noticing as well. The fact that she'd leave to the bathroom during class, and come back with her mascara a little smudged. She'd feel sick with certain smells, and even moving a little too fast.
June sighed and looked at the calendar on the wall, noticing now that it was the 31st of January. She'd gone a full month without receiving her period. Her eyes widened with fear, and she quickly grabbed her coat, running out of the apartment. The cold air whipped her cheeks as she walked to the convenience store, feeling somewhat Ill to her stomach.
She'd only been having relations with Paul. Jude and her hadn't had sex since the beginning of the school year. However, Jude had been cheating on her the whole time anyways, so she didn't feel bad about it at all anymore. She sighed, reaching the shop and went inside. The bell above the door rang throughout the store as she walked quickly towards the medicine section. Her hands shakily grabbed the pregnancy test box, feeling a weight on her chest. She trudged towards the register, shamefully placing it onto the counter top.
"Got into some trouble did ya?" The man behind the counter asked. June blushed and dug into her pocket to dig out some change. "Dollar fifty." Her spoke gruffly.
The girl set two dollars onto the counter, and grabbed the test not bothering to wait for her change. The walk home sucked, a million thoughts clouded her mind. What was she to do? Was she going to keep it, if she was actually pregnant. What about Paul? She was sure he didn't want to be a father. Especially so soon into their relationship.
June reached the apartment and went inside, locking the door behind her. She sighed, shucking off her coat and tossing it onto the couch. She held the the box in her hand, feeling a deep pit within her stomach. This was it, now or never. She walked to the bathroom and quickly did her business on the stick, reading the instructions to wait about 7 minutes before checking.
In the meantime, she paced her apartment, randomly straightening or dusting off things. She then sat on the couch, anxiously chewing her nails. Then her timer went off, disrupting the eerie quiet. She ran to the bathroom, flipping the test over.
Positive.
She threw it into the trash.
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extremely short chapter, I'm sorry! it only gets better
