Forever And Always

Chapter 3

Eight Weeks Later...

I sat on my desk, listening to what Mrs. Reed was talking and tracing my fingers around the thick piece of paper over the dots.

"Ms. Swan, can you tell me what makes part of a fictional novel?" She asked me.

I nod and say, "A fictional novel is made up by... Ugh," I suddenly feel something going up my throat. "I'm sorry, I was saying that what makes part of a... Ugh!"

"Bella, do you need any help?" She asked concern.

"I need to go to the bathroom, fast! I'm gonna... Ugh!"

"Mrs. Reed, she's not going to make it! She's going to throw up!" Lucy, a girl that can't walk yells.

I suddenly feel a hand on my back and they turn me around. A bucket is placed between my hands.

"Here, sweety, throw up in here," she says.

And once she says those words I automatically throw up everything I've eaten the past 24 hours. My throat starts to ache and my head starts spinning.

"I better call your mother," Mrs. Reed said. "Lucy, can you stay here with her."

"Yes, Mrs. Reed."

Mrs. Reed leaves my side. I hear Lucy wheel her chair towards me and places a hand on my back. My hand looks out and finds the wheel of her chair.

"How are you feeling?" She asked me.

"Ugh, like shit."

"Maybe something you ate?"

I shake my head. "This been going on for a couple of weeks now. Yesterday I asked Dr. Cullen to take some tests on me."

"When are they ready?" She asked, rubbing my back.

"Today. I'm suppose to go after class is over."

I feel like total shit. I'm hungry. Oh, I crave a delicious cookies n' cream shake and some cake. And I'm so craving some mangos. Why do I want to eat if I just puked?

I sat there with Lucy, Adrian - a guy with leukemia - and Patrick, a guy who is also blind.

"Don't you think you might be pregnant?" Patrick asked.

I immediately go pail, I guess. I feel like the whole world just collapsed over me.

"Don't you need to have sex and a boyfriend to get pregnant?" Lucy asked.

"Lucy, at your twenty one years of existence, how much is your level of inexperience?" Adrian asked, his voice is so deep.

"Hey, I'm just saying."

"I have a boyfriend," I say.

"You do?" Adrian asked sounding surprised.

I nod. "He lives in Chicago and we've been dating for about four years. He comes every summer and spends time with me and his family."

"Have you guys...?"

"Patrick, why do you care?" Lucy asked.

"I'm just curious."

"Curiosity killed the cat," I say.

They laugh. We sat there and talked while we waited for our parents to come pick us up. I had the trash can on my lap just in case I throw up again.

I haven't actually thought of the possibility of might being pregnant. That just seemed impossible and I don't think I'm ready to become a Mom. We're just in the middle of November, how long? When he left, do I have a bump already and I never noticed? It can't because someone would've said something already, right?