Teacher's Girl (Aflyingwhale)

EMMA’s POV : 

I pushed the stall door open and my friends were waiting on the other side.

They stared at me in nervous anticipation.

"Well, what is it?"Tiff asked cautiously.

"What does it say?" Carrie followed.

"I'm..."I couldn't bring myself to say the words out loud.

But one look at my face and my friends knew the answer.

"Shit,"Carrie muttered under her breath.

"Let me see,"Tiff said and she took the stick from my hand.

She saw the result and muttered, "Shit,"

"Are you sure you did it right? Maybe you need to take it again,"Carrie said.

"That's the second one,"I shook my head weakly, 

"The first one’s inside the box," Tiff shook the box violently and the other stick fell out.

She went to the floor to grab it and she let out a defeated sigh when she read the result.

"Guys...what am I gonna do?"I croaked and tears trickled down my face.

"Oh, Em..."Carrie was at loss for words.

She just stepped towards me and pulled me into a hug.

I had no more energy left in me.

All I could do was lay my head on her shoulder and cried some more.

"Hey, these things can be wrong, right?"

Tiff argued, looking around the box for more explanation.

"99 percent accuracy.It can be wrong!"

"What are you trying to say, Tiff?"

Carrie asked as she caressed my hair.

"We should go to the clinic and get another test done.Nick's older sister works at the clinic downtown, maybe we can go there?"

"Emma, do you wanna go?"

Carrie asked as she tilted my face up.

"We'll go with you?"

At this point, I didn’t know what else to do.I didn’t have the energy to disagree with anything they say.And since Tiff and Carrie were convinced that I should do it, I conceded.Meekly, I nodded my head.

The next thing I knew, we were at the waiting room in this small clinic downtown, filling up papers on why I was there.

Tiff and Carrie were my rock.

Carrie helped me with the paperwork and Tiff held my hand the entire time.

Tiff would give deadly glares at anyone who would look at me and try to figure out what was wrong with me.

After filling out paperwork and waiting for about an hour, I was finally allowed to see Dr.

Clara Webster, Nick’s older sister.

According to Tiff, Nick had three older sisters and Clara was the oldest and smartest.She graduated from med school at the age of 24.

At 25 years of age, Dr.Carla was now doing her residency at this clinic.

She was wearing these thick glasses and her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail.

She was kind and all, but she was always serious.

She didn't let Tiff and Carrie inside the examination room, but she assured them that I would be fine.Dr.Carla took one look at my chart and she immediately knew what was up.

She checked my pulse and my breathing and everything, and throughout it all she was just stoic and quiet.

me that she needed to collect a urine sample,

peed into a little cup and

in the waiting

were still there and they

of chips, sugary drinks,

the result to come, so I sat

least my stomach was able to take

the snacks were

of waiting, I was

stiff

and Carrie smiled reassuringly and nodded at

I walked back into the room,

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and I

as she went through the

in, you are

sure?" was all that I

around my eyes

hours had

deny

myself that there was

doctor said the words out loud, it was as

no way out

sorry, Emma.I realize this is not the answer you were

a baby,"

  "You're not even going to think about keeping

shook

a while

don't do that here," She handed

cheeks and

sixteen years of age, so you can deal with this on your own without your parents present, if you want to.Though there’s nothing else I can do for you here, I can recommend some clinics that do the procedure.Would you like

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

Carrie, and I sat in my car in the clinic’s parking lot for the

about the result

Carrie held her head down and

are you gonna

else can I do? I have to get rid of it,"my

but I can’t let my parents down, I can’t let lan down, and I can't let myself down.I have my future all mapped out

that moment, I knew that I had made my decision.I grabbed my phone and the brochure

gave me and punched

you

calling Planned Parenthood to set an appointment,"my fingers were typing furiously and my other hand was holding onto the brochure so

said as she

took the phone and

guys.I can’t have a baby.There’s no way!"I trashed my head back to the leather seat and more tears trickled down my face.I thought I was done crying, but turns out there

"I know, we know,"

before continuing, "But, this is a big decision, it's not something you can just decide on when

thought about it, Car, this is the only

groaned in frustration and I tried to reach for my phone again, but Tiff wouldn't

then.But, before you do anything, I think there’s someone you need to talk to

I had made up my

slumped back on my seat

offered my phone back to me and I took it with a

is it? You said there’s an

me as he saw me

me in his arms and I looked up at him, and suddenly

all planned out while I was in the car on the way

eyes and studied

"What is it, Emma? Tell me.You're

"lan,"

know where and how to begin, so I

"I'm sorry,"

at

that word. I

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

"I'm...pregnant,"I said finally.

out like a whisper,

it loud and clear.His eyes darkened and his

arms and said, "Are

"I..."

pooling in my eyes

practically yelling at me

my face as I nodded

widened instantly and for a moment he just stood there in