"Shit"
That's the one word repeating over and over in my head.
"Shit, Fuck"
I stare at the roof of the musty coloured bathroom stall, praying to god that this wasn't happening. I nervously look down hoping that it was just my imagination.
"Fuck"
Nope, it still has two lines. Two fucking lines. Who knew that two lines could change your entire life.
I was pregnant, as much as I didn't want it to be true, it was. Thirty tests don't lie. My mind was racing with thoughts, what do I do now? I'm 17, only fucking 17, how the hell was I meant support a child when I could hardly take care of myself? I was a dropout, didn't have any family, I have nothing.
Dean..
"Fuck" I whispered. What do I tell Dean. It was just a one night thing, after an entire week of being hunted, literally.
Should I even call him? No I have to it's the right thing to do, I can't just keep running from my problems.
Sighing I pull the number he gave me, "for safety reasons", and dial the number. It doesn't ring for long, but each one makes me want to throw up, what if he just hangs up?
"Maddie?"
Fuck, he sounds like he just woke up, his voice sounding rough and confused. What the hell do I say.
"Dean..." the word barely comes out, my hand won't stop shaking.
"Maddie? What's going on, are you okay?"
"Dean, I have something to tell you"
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okay so haha, this was the beginning of the new re-written story. I'm gonna try and make chapters at least 1000 word's long which isn't that long really but I struggle with writing long chapters. I hope you will enjoy reading this story, and feel free to leave comments, I love to read them all.
Thank you so much for reading xx Haylie
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Never A Good Thing
Hayran KurguClarissa Fault. Your average trouble making teen, but when thrown into a world of the supernatural we'll see just how she copes. Will she survive or will her very soul shatter. - Warning - Contains triggering scenes. This story has lots of mental h...