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

cup and handed it back to

back in the waiting room again, waiting for the

still there and they had raided

chips, sugary drinks,

the result to come, so I sat with

least my stomach was able to

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

of waiting, I

got all stiff

reassuringly and nodded

a deep breath, I got up and I walked back into

seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and

went through

are in, you are pregnant,"she

you sure?" was all that

were pooling around my

few hours

to deny the fact that I might

there was still a chance I

the doctor said the words out

no way out of

sorry, Emma.I realize this is not the answer

a

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

I shook my

me for a while

we don't do that here," She handed

cheeks and

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 else I can do for

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

my car in the clinic’s parking

result and they went dead

into space as Carrie held her

you gonna do?"Tiff

else can I do? I have to get rid

other people.Maybe it’s selfish, but I can’t let my parents down, I can’t let

made my decision.I grabbed my phone and the brochure

and punched

are you doing?"Carrie

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

said as she gripped

took the phone

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

"I know, we know,"

is a big decision, it's not something you can just decide on when

it, Car, this is

I tried to reach for my phone again, but Tiff

okay then.But, before you do anything, I think there’s someone you need to talk to

had made up my

seat and

slowly offered my phone back to me and I took it with

is it? You said there’s

raced towards me as he

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

had a speech all planned out while I was in the car on the

eyes and studied my

again, "What

"lan,"

know where and how to

"I'm sorry,"

at me,

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

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

out like a whisper,

clear.His eyes darkened

my arms and said, "Are

"I..."

to speak but the tears pooling in my

was practically yelling

my face as I nodded

widened instantly and for a moment he just stood there in