I remember sitting on the toilet, looking down at my underwear, finding nothing.
No sign of my period.
It was then when I realized that I was five days late. Each one of those days I prayed that I wasn't pregnant but I knew that it was a possibility. After all, we didn't use protection.
It was raining the day I went to the drug store. I skipped school and walked there from my house. There appeared to be a storm coming — I didn't know severe yet. Thick grey clouds hung above my head with the rain disguising my tears. I didn't have an umbrella to shield me from the rain. I figured if I died from pneumonia, it wouldn't be so bad — that way, I wouldn't have to tell my mum I'm pregnant.
I walk through each aisle quickly, scanning each product as fast as I could. Then I found the selection of pregnancy tests. I looked over my shoulder quickly, left then right, to see if anyone was in the aisle with me. When I saw a middle-aged woman with thick-rimmed glasses, I took the first pregnancy test kit closes to me. Then, I stuffed it into my jacket pocket.
I was so ashamed of the thought that I may have been pregnant. I was only sixteen, I was supposed to finish high school, get my drivers license, and go to a good college. I knew my possibilities were limited if more then one line showed up on that test.
My clothes and feet were drenched from the rain. When I returned home, I ran across the house with the pregnancy test gripped in my hand, leaving my wet footprints behind me.
Mum and Tom were both not home at the time.
I still get that same feeling inside of me when I remember what it felt like to watch the second line show up.
I remember feeling a mix of scared, shame, angry, and emotional.
I didn't know what I was going to do.
I was a kid, in high school, how could I have a kid?
What would my parents say? Or most importantly what would Kyle say?
I dropped to my knees and began whaling on the floor violently with the loud thunder screaming violently behind me.
"Are you still thinking about Kyle?" Freddy looks over to me.
I nod "it's hard not to"
I went with Kyle to the airport to say goodbye. Long-distance relationships are hard, I knew that before I agreed to be in one. I just didn't realize at the time how hard lying to someone you love could be.
I should have told him about the baby that day at the airport but I was so consumed by fear and shame that I couldn't bring myself to do it.
At that time, I wasn't even sure if I would keep the baby.
"Don't worry, I'll be back for all the big moments" Kyle promised that day at the airport, "thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, I can take you to prom" he smirked, holding me in his arms.
"I love you" I kissed his lips.
"We're going to miss our flight" his sister Kate, rolled her eyes.
I pulled away from his lips, looking him in the eye "you better go"
He nods "I love you, I'll call as soon as we land" with that Kyle waved goodbye and disappeared in the distance.
I don't know what was harder: saying goodbye to Kyle or telling mum and Tom that I was pregnant.
Mum was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee and I placed my pregnancy test in front of her and walked away.
I heard her cry from across the house then loud footsteps chased me to the living room.
"Is this real?" She screamed, eyes wide as she held my pregnancy test in the air.
I nod slowly, avoiding eye contact.
"Yes" was my response.
"What!" She screamed just as Tom entered the room.
"Kelly, calm down" Tom begged calmly as we all stood in the living room.
"My sixteen year old is pregnant, Tom! Don't you dare tell me to calm down" she yelled with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Who's the father?" Tom was the first to ask.
I never told them that I was dating Kyle so I found it impractical to tell them that he impregnated me.
Plus if I did tell them, the news would somehow make it back to Kyle and his family.
Kyle's parents were both so intense.
Everythings all about money with them.
If they knew about the baby, they would either pay me to stay away from Kyle, or they would reject me and my baby entirely, to avoid Kyle wasting his life on us.
"Is it Jerry?' Mum asked.
"No, of course not!" I shook my head.
"Then who?" Tom raised a brow.
I looked down in shame.
"You know you're not keeping it don't you!" Mum cried.
At that point, I hadn't decided what I would do but as soon as those words left my mother lips, I knew exactly what my decision would be.
"I am so keeping it!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"You're only sixteen years old Lexi...You're still in high school—"
"No, I'm not' I announced making them both fall silent.
The blood drains from my mother face.
"You dropped out!" She lugged for me, forcing me to hide behind Tom.
"I can't be in high school if I'm pregnant, now can I?" I narrowed my eyes.
That wasn't entirely true. My school had a program for teen mum's but at that point, I would say anything to avoid being heavily pregnant and still in high school.
"You're going right down to that school tomorrow morning and having a meeting with the principal then I'm taking you to a clinic—" my mum demanded.
"No, it's my child and your grandchild! I'm not getting rid of it and there's no way that I am going back to that school" I folded my arms.
"Try to get some sleep" Freddy begs, "we should be there in the morning"
"Are you not at all scared to see him?" I raise a brow.
He smiles widely "of course I am but you won't get anywhere in life if you listen to fear"
I laugh.
"Wise words coming from a kid" I raise a brow, "where did you learn that from?"
"Just by watching you make mistakes" he retorts.
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