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.

tell me that she needed to collect a urine sample, and so I did

peed into a little cup and handed it

in the waiting room again, waiting

there and they had

sugary drinks,

a while for the result to come, so I sat with my friends and munched on

stomach was able to

sad as that might sound, the snacks were probably the highlight

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

body got all stiff as I

Carrie smiled reassuringly and nodded

got up and I walked back

seat,"Dr.Clara instructed

cautiously as she went

are in, you

was all

pooling around my eyes

few hours had

trying my best to deny the fact that I might be

that there was still a chance I might

said the words out loud, it was

way

sorry, Emma.I realize this is not the answer

have a

not even going to think about keeping it? There are other

I shook my

looked at me for a while and

don't do that here," She handed me

were falling to my cheeks and

the pregnancy, perhaps around four 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 there’s nothing else I can do for you here, I can recommend some clinics

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

in

result and

stared blankly into space as Carrie held her

are you gonna

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

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

I had made my decision.I

me and

are you

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

as she gripped

stop,"Tiff followed and 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 was

"I know, we know,"

decision, it's

Car, this is the

frustration and I tried to reach for my phone again, but

do anything, I think there’s someone you need to

my mind

seat and let out

me and I took

is it? You said there’s

me as he saw me enter

and I looked up at him, and suddenly I couldn't

was in the car on the way over here, but now I couldn't

narrowed his eyes

he asked again, "What is it,

"lan,"

where and how to

"I'm sorry,"

at

sorry, I’m..."I couldn’t say that word. I just couldn’t Say

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

like a whisper, but

it loud and clear.His eyes darkened

grip on my arms and

"I..."

the tears pooling in my eyes were getting in the

yelling

ran down my face as I nodded

instantly and for a moment he just stood