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.

spoke to me was to tell me that she needed

into a little cup and handed it back to

I was back in the waiting room

were still there and

sugary drinks, candy bars, and a

a while for the result to come, so I sat with

stomach was able to

as that might sound, the snacks were probably the

another hour or so of waiting, I was called again into the

stiff

Carrie smiled reassuringly and nodded

I got up and I walked back into the room,

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and

asked cautiously as she went through the

are in, you are pregnant,"she

was all that I could

were pooling around my

past few hours

trying my best to deny the fact that I might

telling myself that there was still a chance I might not

this, hearing the doctor said the words out loud, it

no way out of

sorry, Emma.I realize this is not the

can’t have a baby,"

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

shook

at me for a while and let out a deep sigh

handed me a

to my cheeks

weeks.You're also over sixteen years of age, so you can deal with this on your own without your parents present, if you want to.Though

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

sat in my car in the clinic’s parking lot for the longest

about the result

as Carrie held her

you gonna

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

you, whoever you 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 my future all mapped out and you're not

moment, I knew that I had made my

me and punched in

are you

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

as

stop,"Tiff followed and took the phone and paper away

the leather seat and more tears trickled

"I know, we know,"

said, pausing for a moment before continuing, "But, this is a big decision, it's not

it, Car, this is the only

for my phone again, but Tiff wouldn't

I think there’s someone you need to talk to first...He deserved to know,"

I had made up my

slumped back on my seat and let out a deep

to me and I took it with a heavy

What is it? You said there’s an

raced towards me as he saw me enter

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

all planned out while I was in the car on the way over here, but now

eyes and

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

"lan,"

croaked, I didn’t know where and how to begin, so I just said,

"I'm sorry,"

at me,

couldn’t say that word. I

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

out like a whisper, but he

heard it loud and clear.His eyes darkened and his mouth fell

grip on my arms and said, "Are you being

"I..."

to speak but the tears pooling in my eyes were getting

practically yelling at me at

my face as I nodded

eyes widened instantly and for a moment he