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.

time she spoke to me was to tell me that she needed to collect a urine

cup and

was back in the waiting room again, waiting for the

Carrie were still there and they had

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

come,

my stomach was

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

of waiting, I was called again into the exam

got all stiff as I

and Carrie smiled reassuringly and nodded

I got up and I walked back into the room, repeating the

have a seat,"Dr.Clara

asked cautiously as she went through the papers

in, you

all

around

past few hours

my best to deny

there was still a

doctor said the words out loud,

was no way out

realize this is not the answer you were

a baby,"

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

I shook

me for a while and let out a deep

do that here," She handed me a

were falling to my cheeks and I wiped them

you can deal with this on your

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

in the clinic’s parking lot for the longest

the result

stared blankly into space as Carrie held her

gonna

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

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

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

gave me and punched

you doing?"Carrie

an appointment,"my fingers were typing furiously and my other hand was

as she gripped my

followed and took the phone and

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

"I know, we know,"

moment before continuing, "But, this is a big decision,

it, Car, this is the

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

I think there’s someone you need to talk to first...He

if I had made up my mind about it, lan deserved

my seat and let out a deep

offered my phone back to me and I took

What is it? You said there’s an

raced towards me as he saw me enter

arms and I looked up

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

eyes and studied

asked again, "What is it, Emma?

"lan,"

and how to begin,

"I'm sorry,"

at me,

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

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

like a whisper, but he heard

heard it loud and clear.His eyes darkened and

my arms and said, "Are you

"I..."

pooling in my eyes were getting

He was practically yelling at me at this

face as I nodded

instantly and for a