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.

time she spoke to me was to tell me that she needed

little cup and handed it back

the waiting

Carrie were still there and they had raided the

of chips, sugary drinks, candy bars, and

result to come, so I sat with my friends

was able

might sound, the snacks were probably the highlight

another hour or so of waiting, I was

got all stiff as

reassuringly

I got up and I walked back into the room, repeating the same prayer

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed

cautiously as she went through the papers in

in, you are

you sure?" was all that I could

around my

past few hours had

my best to deny

was still a

the doctor said the words out loud, it was

no way out of

realize this is not the answer you were looking

can’t have a baby,"

"You're not even going to think about keeping it? There are

I shook

me for a while and let out

that here," She handed me a box of tissue and I grabbed

were falling to my cheeks and I

so you can deal with this on your own without your parents present, if

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

sat in my car in the clinic’s parking

result and they

Carrie held her

are you gonna do?"Tiff

I have to get rid of it,"my eyes darted

are that’s inside me.Bringing you into this world will bring too much pain and suffering to many other people.Maybe it’s selfish, but I can’t let my parents down, I can’t let lan down, and I can't let myself down.I have

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

me and

are you doing?"Carrie

Planned Parenthood to set an appointment,"my fingers were typing furiously and my other hand was

said as she gripped

the phone and paper away from

head back to the leather seat and more tears trickled down my face.I thought I was done crying, but turns out there was

"I know, we know,"

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

Car, this is

reach for

there’s someone you need to talk to

I had made up my mind about it, lan

seat

back to me and I took it with a heavy

What is it? You said there’s an

raced towards me as he saw

his arms and I looked up at him, and suddenly

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

narrowed his eyes

"What is

"lan,"

how to begin, so I

"I'm sorry,"

at

sorry, I’m..."I couldn’t say that

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

came out like a whisper,

and clear.His eyes darkened and his mouth

my arms and said, "Are you being serious

"I..."

to speak but the tears pooling in my eyes were getting in the

practically yelling at

down my face as

widened instantly and for a moment he just stood there in