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.

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

little cup and handed it back to

was back in the waiting room again, waiting for the

there and they

chips, sugary drinks, candy bars, and a tub of

might take a while for the result to come, so I sat with my friends and munched

stomach was able to take them

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

or so of waiting, I was called again into the

stiff

reassuringly and nodded

I walked back into the room, repeating the same prayer

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed

she went through the papers in

in, you

sure?" was all that

pooling around

few hours had

had been trying my best to deny the fact

was still a chance

hearing the doctor said the words

was no way out

realize this is not the answer you were

a

to get rid of it,"  "You're not even going to think

I shook my

a while and let

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

my cheeks

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 your parents present, if you want to.Though there’s nothing else I can do

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

Carrie, and I sat in my car in the clinic’s parking lot for

the result

Carrie

are you gonna do?"Tiff

to get rid of it,"my

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

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

me and punched in

you doing?"Carrie

Parenthood to 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 into a

said as

followed and took the phone and

have a baby.There’s 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

"I know, we know,"

moment before continuing, "But, this is a big decision, it's not something

thought about it, Car, this is

tried to reach for my phone again, but Tiff wouldn't give itto

do anything, I think there’s someone you need

my mind

on my seat and let

to me and I took it with

it? You said there’s an

raced towards me as he

me in his arms and I looked

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

eyes and

asked again, "What is it, Emma? Tell

"lan,"

didn’t know where and how to

"I'm sorry,"

at me,

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

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

out like a whisper,

it loud and clear.His eyes darkened and his

and said,

"I..."

speak but the tears pooling in my eyes were

was practically yelling at me at

ran down my face as I nodded

instantly and for a