Don't Blame it on the Hormones - Faith's Teen Pregnancy Story

Chapter 17: Back to School

Chapter 17: Back to School

Wednesday 2nd January 

Faith's P.O.V

I looked at myself in the mirror as I pulled my top down, it was obvious now that I was pregnant, and it's becoming hard to hide from everyone as I'm only meant to be 8 weeks and 1 day but I'm actually 15 weeks and 1 day. It's okay at the minute because it's still quite chilly outside so I can wear a jumper, which I'm doing all day every day so no one can see my figure, but when this weather ends it will be hard. As soon as I hit about '15 weeks' according to everyone else it will be okay because then I'll will be meant to be showing. I put my jumper on and then walked downstairs. Jase had already left to take Mia to school and Dad was at work, so it should be just mom up. I walked into the kitchen and she was no where to be seen. I grabbed a cereal bar from the cupboard and then an apple from the fruit bowl, before grabbing my lunch and a bottle of water out of the fridge and leaving, grabbing my bag on the way out.

I got into my car and started my drive to school, eating my food on the way, and sipping at the bottle of water I got before I left. We had signed up to an adoption agency and I was meant to be sifting through some papers tonight to decide on a couple. They've got a while to wait but it will shoot by. I'm dreading people at school finding out about the pregnancy, especially Dylan. When I pulled up outside school I parked up and walked in, meeting Layla and Rachael at my locker. 

"Hey girl, hows things?" Rachael asked.

"Good, you two?" I asked.

"Yeah good." 

We made small chit chat before Rachael went to her homeroom and me and Layla went to ours. I pray for today to be over fast.

Time Skip ... 4 Hours and 40 Minutes Later ... 12.40PM ... Sociology Class ... 

I sat there in my seat trying my hardest to push down the vomit that I could feel bubbling up in my stomach. I was still suffering with my sickness, but it hasn't bubbled up in the day in quite a while. I raised my hand.

"Yes Faith?" Mr Parkinson asked.

"Can I have a bathroom pass please?" I said, trying to fight it away.

He handed me the pass and I casually walked out of the classroom and then as soon as I was out of sight I ran down the hallway to the closest toilet, and when in there I vomited on the stool floor, some of it going into the toilet, I reeched for what felt like hours but I knew was only minutes as I knew the bell hadn't rang yet. When finished I cleaned the floor and then made my way out of the stool. I looked at my jumper and it had sick around the neckline. Good job I had another one in my locker. I looked at the time and it was still 10 minutes before class ended. I took my jumper off and tried to hide my belly and walked to my locker. I got there and put it in it and grabbed the other one out. I went to put my other one on before feeling a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and there stood Dylan Rhodes. 

"Not feeling well?" He asked.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I saw you run down the corridor and probably vomit into the toilet. I'm not stupid Faith." 

"I went for a wee actually, not vomit."

"I've been watching you for weeks, I can't count the amount of times I've seen you run to the toilet. And now to prove why you've been wearing jumpers, how have you hid that?" 

"It's not yours alright, it's Ryan's." I said.

"I don't think so. My sister is pregnant and she has just come home from finishing university, I'm really not stupid, I know the signs and symptoms because she is going through it all. She's 25 weeks and she was about this big a good 10 weeks or so ago. That's my baby." 

"You can't tell anyone Dylan, this is working for me. Everyone thinks I'm 8 weeks please don't rat me out, the baby is being adopted. You don't want to be a dad."

"No I don't, but you also need my consent for adoption." 

"No I don't everyone will think Ryan is the dad." 

He just looked at me and then walked off. I followed him, begging him not to tell anyone but he just walked out of the school without turning around. I decided not to go after him. He won't tell anyone, he doesn't want this for himself, so I'm sure he won't tell anyone. I went back to class and handed the hall pass back to the teacher just as the bell rang in time for AP English Language. This day needs to be over.

Time Skip ... 3 Hours and 10 Minutes Later ... 4PM ... At School

I walked out of the room that we do our Journalism club in after school and headed towards the main entrance with Tiffany with me. She's my friend and we have the club together, I haven't been very consistent with it but I'm going to be now until we leave off for the Summer, then in Senior Year I'm skipping it, I won't be doing it anymore. We made chit chat to the parking lot and then we went our separate ways. When I got to my car there was a note stuck to the windshield. That's weird. I took it off and read it:

Faith, I need to talk to you, meet me at 'cafe au lait' at 5PM, D.

Dylan. No way I'm not meeting him at a cafe at the other end of town, he can dream on, he isn't getting a say in this, everyone is under the impression that it's Ryan's baby, he can't just come in and ruin it now, and anyway Ryan should be at mine any minute waiting for me to get home. I got into the car and started driving home hoping he doesn't ruin this, it's planned out, he doesn't want this burdon, he won't say anything I doubt. I got home and pulled onto the drive, grabbed my bag off the passengers seat and went into my house, locking the door to my car. 

"Hey mum." I said.

"Hey sweetie, where is Ryan?" She asked.

"He'll be here any minute. You know we can do this without you and dad, it's unlike you both to be home this early, if you need to work you can go." 

"No we need to deal with this together, and it's only one night, I'm fine leaving early sometimes and your dad has only just left so it's only 2 hours early, it will be fine. We are going to sit down and look through the papers and then we will order dinner, and Ryan can go home later on if he wants to spend some time with you."

"Okay then, that's cool. I'm gonna have a shower just let Ryan in when he gets here I'll be down in like 10 minutes."

I went upstairs and threw my bag onto my bed and then went into my en suite bathroom and got into the shower. The sooner we find a couple the better.

End of the chapter, what is everyone thinking so far? Sorry it's been a while since updating but I'm also working on another story, 'I had my brother's best friends baby'.