Lost Ones

Chapter Three

𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚗 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚍

It was a sunny Friday morning and gratefully the only class I had today was cancelled due to personal reasons. I laid in my bed as the room spun around me. It was one of those mornings where I could barely get out of my bed without feeling like I was going to throw up my entire insides.

"Nelle?" Alana called out as I heard her get closer to my room. I closed my eyes and mentally counted to ten trying to calm my emotions. It was early in my pregnancy but I felt every symptom deeply.

Alana opened my door before closing behind her. "You sleep girl?'

I couldn't even mutter a word to answer her question, I just slowly shook my head with my eyes still closed tightly. I felt a dip in my bed as I assumed she sat down.

"You okay? You don't look too good," she spoke before reaching over and touching my forehead to see if I had a fever. Alana's always so caring and protective over me which is one of the reasons why I put up with her crazy ways. She was honestly my person.

I jumped out of bed as quick as I possibly could before running to my adjoined bathroom and emptying everything I had for dinner last night into the toilet.

"SHIT NELLE," Alana panicked as she rushed to my side to hold my hair. After five minutes of me sitting with my head in the toilet, I laid my back against the wall before breaking down into tears.

This pregnancy shit was hard and honestly taking a toll on my body. Even if I wanted to get rid of it, I couldn't. Abortion was against my religion and adoption was never a thought. Putting your kid up for adoption was always careless to me. How could you put your responsibility off on someone else?

"What's wrong Nelle?" Alana sympathetically asked as she squatted down to sit in front of me. I don't know if it's just me but hearing that question when I was sad, made me feel 10x worse.

"Janelle," she sternly said meaning that she was now serious. I trusted Alana don't get me wrong, we grew up together. She was there when I started my period, when I got my heartbroken and the first person I called after losing my virginity. I was embarrassed to say that I'm pregnant. I went three years without sex to break my celibacy and become pregnant by a drug dealer. A drug dealer I didn't even know at that.

"Did somebody hurt you Nelle?" She asked. "I swear I'll kill them," she attempted to stand to her feet as I quickly grabbed her forearm.

"No..no one hurt me." Alana looked at me with a confused expression before adjusting back to her seat on the floor.

"Janelle what's going on?"

I wiped the tears that fell from my eyes before taking a deep breath, "I'm pregnant."

I watched Alana's facial expression as it didn't change one bit. She still looked at me as if I had two heads.

"Pregnant? What?" She looked around the bathroom before making eye contact with me again. "Is this a prank?"

I shook my head before pointing to the medicine cabinet which was were I kept the two pregnancy test I took almost three weeks ago. Alana stood up opening the cabinet and searching for the tests. She held both tests in her grasp as she stared at them in shock.

"How?"

I turned my the head to the side at her dumb question. Once she noticed that I didn't respond, she looked up at me to see the expression that was present on my face.

"I mean I know how but .. who? when? You never said anything about messing with anybody."

"It was the night of the party."