14 and Pregnant

Chapter 7 Just stop

It was the weekend...
Free from school and free from boys.

I mean Liam and Matt.

Matt has been bugging me showing up at my locker going: when's the next time baby?
And sometimes even: I want more honey. give me some now!

I would cover his mouth and walk away fast.

If anyone ever found out about what happened I would be screwed.

I would cry and never go to school and if it gets bad even suicide.

But probably not, I don't do or think about those kinda things.

Like death, suicide, murder, blood, any of that stuff freaks me out, I don't know why, but it does.

Anyways, I started getting more into pregnancy.

I mean, what if I actually am pregnant, thanks to that stupid piece of hot shit Liam.

I should at least be sorta prepared. I think.

And then I started thinking about my parents. I would be grounded for life considering I have the most strict dad in the world, and a mom that has almost no emotions.

I can't talk to them about stuff like that but I know I also can't keep it a secret, I mean it's obviously going to start to show.

And the last thing I want to do is abort the baby. which brings us back to death, and homocide... ok let's not talk about this.

I need to know if I'm pregnant or not, and I want to know fast, like really fast. I want to know before anything starts to show.

But at the same time I'm too scared to know. I don't want to take a pregnancy test, imagine of it says I'm pregnant, I would break down, fall apart in tears.

I decided to stop thinking about it. I was tearing up when I decided to just calm down and take a deep breath and go to sleep, after all.. I might not even be pregnant.