Let Yourself Fall // sequel to My Ethan Karpathy

Chapter 62.

*1:30 thursday*

ETHANS POV:

"We have to go now." I tell her, dragging her by the hand.

"Yeah. I've almost done my hair." she says, continuing to push single hairs into place on her head.

"Paisley, we're going to the doctor, not out to dinner." I laugh, pulling her away from the mirror.

"Ugh," she groans, grabbing her bag off the chair.

We walk there since it was on the other side of the block. This place is tiny, we could walk most places. Once we get to the doctors, I hold the door open while Paisley walks through. I can tell she's really nervous, and so am I.

"What's your name?" The girl at the desk asks.

"Paisley Arrons." I say, taking Paisley's trembling hand.

"Doctor Kim?" She asks, fiddling with her computer.

"Yep." I reply.

"Have you been here before?" She asks, picking up something off her desk.

"Um..no." I reply.

"Okay, please fill out this form and Kim will be ready for you in a few minutes." she says with a smile, handing us a clipboard and pen.

I walk Paisley over to the seating area and sit down. I quickly fill out the form and just as I am handing it back to the lady at the desk, a doctor walks out wearing a white lab coat.

"Paisley Arrons?" He calls out. I don't know why he called that out, there's only us in here. I turn to Paisley and see she's turned as white as a ghost.

"Do you want me to come?" I ask. Well that was a stupid question.

She nods.

I extend my hand which she takes. I drag her up to her feet as she shakily walks beside me. Her breathing is fast and unsteady, but I can tell she's trying to control it. The doctor leads us into a little room at the end a passageway. He shuts the door behind us and sits down on the chair in front of us.

"Now, underage pregnancy is something we don't deal with too much here," he says. I look over to see Paisley with a face full of guilt. It looks like she's ashamed of herself. "I understand that you are looking at the option of abortion."

"Yeah," she says softly, looking at the ground.

"You need to know that it's a big deal to abort a baby. You need to make sure you've thought of everything and made the right decision." he tells us.

"We've thought long and hard, sir. We want to abort it."

"Well, if that's really the case. Do you know how much it's going to cost?" He asks, leaning back in his chair.

"We sort of have a rough idea." I say since Paisley is still keeping quiet.

"Well, if you get it done here within the next few weeks, it's going to cost around 520 dollars. The longer you wait, the higher the cost." he explains.

"We understand. When's the earliest time we can get in?"

"Someone's a little eager, I see." he chuckles, but when he sees how serious I am, he stops.

"Next Tuesday." he answers. That's after I leave.

"And there's absolutely nothing before then?"

"No, I'm sorry. All booked up. Do you understand that you will need a parent or caregiver to sign forms for this to happen? Someone over the age of eighteen?" he asks.