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.

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

cup

I was back in the waiting room again, waiting for

and Carrie were still there and they had raided

drinks, candy bars, and

come, so I sat with my friends and munched

my stomach was able

sound, the snacks were probably the highlight of

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

all stiff

reassuringly and

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

seat,"Dr.Clara

as she went through

you are

all that

pooling around my eyes

past few hours

to deny the fact that I

there was still a chance I

this, hearing the doctor said the words out

way out of

Emma.I realize this is not the answer you

can’t have a baby," I stammered

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

shook my

me for a while and let out a deep sigh

handed me

to my cheeks

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

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

my car in

the result and they went dead

space as Carrie held her head down and Tiff looked

you gonna do?"Tiff

get

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 decision.I grabbed my phone

gave me and punched in

you doing?"Carrie

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

slow down,"Carrie said as she gripped

and took the phone and paper

back to the leather seat and more tears trickled down my face.I thought I was done

"I know, we know,"

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

about it, Car,

reach for my phone again,

before you do anything, I think there’s someone you need to talk to first...He deserved to know,"  She was

my mind about

slumped back on my seat and let

back to me and I took it with a heavy

What is it? You said there’s

towards me as he saw me enter the

in his arms and I looked up at him,

the car on

narrowed his eyes and

eyes, he asked again, "What is it, Emma? Tell

"lan,"

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

"I'm sorry,"

at

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

"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

and said,

"I..."

the tears pooling in my eyes were getting

was practically yelling at me at this

down my face as I

eyes widened instantly and for a moment he just stood