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.

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

a little cup and handed it

back in the waiting room again, waiting for the

there and they had raided the

sugary drinks, candy bars, and

while for the result to come, so I sat

stomach was able to take

might sound, the snacks were probably the highlight of my day so

another hour or so of waiting, I was called

all stiff as I

reassuringly and

I walked back into the room, repeating the same prayer again

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed

cautiously as she went through the papers in

results are in, you

sure?" was all

pooling around my

hours had been

deny the fact that I might

kept telling myself that there was still a chance I

hearing the doctor said the words

was no way out

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

have a

get rid of it,"  "You're not even going to think about keeping it? There are

I shook

a while and let out

we don't do that here," She handed

my cheeks and I

the early stages of 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

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

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

result and they went

just stared blankly into space as Carrie

gonna do?"Tiff

I do? I have to get rid of

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

my decision.I grabbed my phone

and

are you

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

slow down,"Carrie said as

took the

can’t have a baby.There’s no way!"I trashed my head back to the leather seat

"I know, we know,"

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

thought about it, Car, this is the

groaned in frustration and I tried to reach for my phone again,

do anything, I think there’s someone you need to talk to first...He deserved to

my mind about

on my seat and

me and I took it with

What is it? You said there’s

me as he saw

his arms and I looked up

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

his eyes

eyes, he asked again, "What is it,

"lan,"

know where and how to begin, so I

"I'm sorry,"

at

couldn’t say that word. I just couldn’t

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

came out like a whisper, but he

it loud and clear.His eyes darkened

and said, "Are

"I..."

speak but the tears pooling in my eyes

yelling at

face as I

eyes widened instantly and for a moment he