Never Okay|Sequel to Cigars and Cigarettes

Chapter 9

*1 week later

"So your feeling a lot better?" Sam said rubbing my shoulder 

"Ya, I just think it might have been ike a phase or something, but I'm still gonna go to the doctor, something still is right. I might need like more vitamen D or something"

"That sounds like a good thing, the last thing you need is you collapsing on the floor or something" Sam said with croked smile

"You would actually want that would'nt you?" I said getting up from the couch

"Of course not babe" he said smacking my butt as I walked to my dresser

I quick deactivated the smoke alarms before lighting a cigerette.

"Ya know it could be the drinking and cigarettses" Sam said grabbing the cigerette and putting it in his mouth

"Awww come on man, that was mine get your own. No way I have been doing this since I was 15 I'm pretty sure its not that, but if it makes you feel better I'll lay off." I said raising my eyebrow

Sam quick blew a smoke ring in my face before he started kissing my neck

"No, not right now I have a lot of crap to, and than I have to go to the doctor at 3, and plus it takes you about 2 hours for you to give me a orgasim so it would be a waist of time. I said after i kissed his cheek and pushed him out the door.

I lied to Sam, I was feeling even worse than before. I could'nt sleep (partially because Sam started to snore) I just laid there awake and to make things worse. I could'nt fit into anything. That was the tipping point that made me want to see the doctor. 

I sat there blankly looking at the questions sheet

*Are you sexually active? (yes)

*Have you consumed alchol? (yes)

*Do you smoke or chew any tabacco? (hahaha yes)

*Have you done in any drugs recently such as: Majauana, cocaine, etc.? (yaaaasss)

I stopped filling out the sheet when the doctor walked in.

"Ms. Jones?"

"Yep, that's me"

"Okay well everything seems to be in order, but there is one thing"

I raised my eyebrows as a signal for him to continue

"Your pregnant."

"Hahhahahah, no I'm not"

The doctor narrowed his eyes at me before speaking up.

"You seem to have all the symptoms, and according to this pregnancy test, and this sheet, your with child"

I stared at the sheet and than began to laugh again.

"NO, no this is impossible."

"Well, you are sexually active, so maybe you should talk to your sexual partner"

Partner(s) I thought in my head.

"Well how far along I'm I?

"Oh really early about a week"

"But that does'nt make any sense I have been having these symptoms for weeks"

"Well, you did have a miscarriage before this one, you might have mistaken that for your period."

"Oh"

"If you want you can talk to the front desk about check ups, abortion, or adoption options" he stopped for a momment to look at me than continue

"Or you can just call later"

"Ya, I think I'll do that"

Once I got on campus it all sunk in. I was pregnant. And it was all Sam's fault, that stupid Sam. He did'nt just get me pregnant once he got me pregnant twice! That bastard. I than turned around to head to the boy's housing when something stopped me.

I saw Shane talking to his friends. A week ago was when Sam and I had our fight. A week ago was when me and Shane hooked up and he told me he did'nt use protection, but Sam stopped me in the hallway and we had makeup sex, and I never stepped by the clinic, and Sam had gotten me pregnant before so he had'nt been using protection this whole damn time.

I was in some deep shit, who was my baby daddy?