A PERFECT MISTAKE, 𝗇𝗈𝖺𝗁 𝗉𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇

𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

I look down at the stupid test, and of course, it was positive. I was throwing up every morning.

"Stupid," I whisper to myself in the mirror because someone busted into the toilets, I wrapped the pregnant test into a tissue and put it in my bag so no one could see it before I threw it away.

"Hey," they say to me and I say it back before walking out and to my locker. I put my head against it and walked over to the choir room where no one was, that means I missed Glee practice for some stupid test.

I opened my locker and looked in the mirror, I wiped the tears away but they left mascara on my cheeks and left them puffy and red.

"Medley, you okay?" Quinn asked as she walked up to my locker. I nodded my head in response, I wasn't ready to tell anyone about it yet. "I'm fine, thank you."

"You sure? You look like you've been crying." I slammed my locker shut. "I said I'm fine!" I shouted before storming away from her. Santana shouted after me but I ignored her.

I ignored everyone throughout the day. If I talked too much I would tell someone I'm pregnant.

"Medley?" A voice shouted after me. I turned around and saw Rachel, I furrowed my eyebrows and stopped walking.

"I noticed you didn't show up to Glee Club. That's irresponsible-" she's right, I am irresponsible. I cut her talking out because I couldn't stop focusing on the fact I was pregnant.

"Rachel..." I whispered, wanting her to stop but she just kept talking. "Rachel!" I whispered again but she wouldn't stop talking. "Don't! If you miss one rehearsal you won't know everything happening."

"I'm pregnant!" I shouted then going quiet. Luckily, no one around us heard me. "What?" She asked again. "I'm pregnant..." I said through tears. She gasped before pulling me into a hug.

She wasn't the right person to tell but I felt as if I could trust her.

"Everything will be okay," she tells me and as I cry into her shoulders. "Are you going to get an..."

"No. I could never," I tell her before turning around and walking away.

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I walked through the halls, my folders in my hands and being careful of everything around me. I studied everyone's emotions and movements.

"Sup, milf." Puck said. I rolled my eyes and carried on walking. "Am I the dad?" He asked me.

"How do you know?" I questioned as I stopped walking, how did he know I was pregnant. "Finn told me, Rachel told him."

Why did I ever trust her?

I carried on walking, wiping more tears away. "Well, call the Vatican! We got ourselves another immaculate conception!" I dragged Puck into the corner of the school.

"I'd take care of it, you know, you too! My dad was a dead beat but I don't roll that way."

"Noah, we are teenagers. How can we take care of a baby? I know you're not a dead beat, okay. But we can't do this."

"Who cares if we're teenagers. I can rob a bank," he tells me causing me to chuckle. "No, Noah. I'm sorry. You can do it but I can't," I cry before walking away and running into my car.

When it turned might we had to do cheering for the football team, I wasn't feeling up to it but I had to do it.

We all cheered and watched as the football team actually won because of Kurt.

"That's my boy!" I heard Kurt's dead shout from the bleaches. Finn walked up to Quinn and kissed her and I watched as Puck stared at me with an upset face.

I walked up to him. "I'm sorry, Noah. I really am." I tell him and he nodded his head. "I know, Medley." And then he walked away, causing me to stand in the middle of the pitch alone and watching everyone around me cheer.