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 me was to tell me that she needed to collect a urine sample, and

peed into a little cup and

I was back in the waiting

were still there and they had raided the snack

of chips, sugary drinks, candy bars, and a

to come, so

my stomach was able to take

that might sound, the snacks were probably the

waiting, I

body got all stiff as I

Carrie smiled reassuringly and

got up and I walked back

seat,"Dr.Clara

as she went through the

are in, you are

sure?" was all that I could

were pooling around my eyes

few hours

trying my best to deny the fact that I might

telling myself that there was still a

hearing the doctor said the words out loud,

was no way out of

this is not the

have a

even going to think about keeping it? There are other options, like

I shook

a while and let out a deep sigh

unfortunately, we don't do that here," She handed me a box of tissue and

my cheeks and I wiped them

is that you're 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

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

my car in

result and they

as Carrie held her head down

you gonna

to get rid of

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

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

me and punched

are you

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

as she gripped

stop,"Tiff followed and took the

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 not something you can

Car, this is

frustration and I tried to reach for my phone again, but Tiff wouldn't give

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

if I had made up my

on my seat and let out

to me and I took it with a

What is it? You said

he

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

the car on the way over here, but now

narrowed his eyes and studied my

asked again, "What is it, Emma? Tell

"lan,"

didn’t know where and how to begin, so

"I'm sorry,"

at

I’m..."I couldn’t say that word.

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

word came out like a whisper, but he heard

clear.His eyes

arms and said,

"I..."

the tears pooling

was practically yelling

down my face as I nodded my

eyes widened instantly and for a moment he