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.

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

cup

the waiting room again, waiting for

and Carrie were still there and they had

all kinds of chips, sugary drinks, candy bars, and a

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

my stomach was

might sound, the snacks were

so of waiting, I was called again into the exam

stiff as I

and Carrie smiled reassuringly and

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

have a seat,"Dr.Clara

I asked cautiously as she went through

you are

sure?" was all that

pooling around

few hours

been trying my best to deny the fact that I might be

kept telling myself that there was still a chance I might

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

no way out

realize this is not

have a

going to think

I shook

at me for a while and let out a

we don't do that here," She handed me

cheeks and I

still in 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 parents present,

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

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

the result and they

blankly into space as Carrie held her head down and Tiff

you gonna do?"Tiff spoke

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

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 a

I had made my decision.I grabbed my phone and the

gave me and punched

you

typing furiously and my other hand was holding onto the brochure so tight, I

said as

and took the

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

"I know, we know,"

is a big decision, it's not something you can just decide on when you're this emotional.Think about

Car, this

reach for my phone again, but

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

had made up my mind

slumped back on my seat and let

back to me and I took it

You said there’s

raced towards me as he

looked

in the car on the way over here,

his eyes and

again, "What is it,

"lan,"

where and how to begin,

"I'm sorry,"

at

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

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

came out like a whisper,

it loud and clear.His eyes darkened and his mouth

arms and said,

"I..."

pooling in my eyes were getting in

was practically yelling at me at

face as

instantly and for a moment