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 tell me that she needed to collect a urine

cup and handed it

was back in the waiting room again,

and

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

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

least my stomach was

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

so of waiting, I was called again into

body got all stiff as

smiled reassuringly and nodded

I walked back into the room, repeating the same

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed

as she went through the papers in

you

all that

pooling around

few hours had been

to deny the fact

telling myself that there was still a chance

the doctor said the words out loud, it was as clear

no way out of

this is not the answer you were looking

can’t have a

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

I shook

a while and let out

She handed me a box of tissue and

were falling to my cheeks and I wiped

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 else I can do

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

and I sat in my car in the clinic’s parking

them about the result

space as Carrie held

gonna do?"Tiff

I have to get rid of it,"my eyes

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 part of

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

gave me and punched in

you

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

down,"Carrie said as

stop,"Tiff followed and took the phone and

no way!"I trashed my head back to the leather seat and more tears trickled down my face.I thought I was done

"I know, we know,"

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

thought about it, Car, this

to reach for my phone again,

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

my

my seat and let

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

What is it? You said there’s an

as he

I looked up at him, and suddenly

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

narrowed his eyes

"What

"lan,"

where and how to begin, so I

"I'm sorry,"

at me,

that

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

a whisper, but he

heard it loud and clear.His eyes darkened and his

my arms and said, "Are you being serious

"I..."

pooling in my

yelling

my face as I

widened instantly and for a moment he just stood there in