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

into a little cup and handed it back

waiting room again,

there and

sugary drinks, candy bars,

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

least my stomach was able to take them

might sound, the snacks were probably the highlight of my day

I was

body got all stiff

and Carrie smiled reassuringly and

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

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and I

I asked cautiously as she went through the papers

results are in, you

you sure?" was all

pooling around my

hours had

to deny the fact that I might be

there was still a chance

this, hearing the doctor said the words

way out

this is not

can’t have a baby,"

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

I shook my

looked at me for a while and

here," She handed me a box of tissue and I

cheeks and I wiped

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 lot for

told them about the result and they went dead

space as Carrie held her head

are you gonna do?"Tiff

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

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 myself down.I have my future all mapped out and you're not a part

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

me and

are you

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

as she gripped

took the phone and paper

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

"I know, we know,"

for a moment before continuing, "But, this is a big decision, it's not something you can just decide on when you're this emotional.Think about

Car, this is the

in frustration and I tried to reach for

do anything, I think there’s someone you need to talk

up my mind

on my seat and let out a

phone back to me and

it? You said

me as he saw me

looked up

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

narrowed his eyes and studied

he asked again, "What

"lan,"

and how to begin, so

"I'm sorry,"

looked at me,

that word.

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

word came out like a whisper,

clear.His eyes darkened

his grip on my arms and said, "Are you being serious

"I..."

speak but the tears pooling in my eyes were getting in the

practically yelling

ran down my face as I nodded

and for a moment he just stood there in