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,

cup and handed it back to

in the waiting room again, waiting

were still there and they had raided

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

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

was

the snacks were probably the highlight of my day

so of waiting, I was called again into the

all stiff as

and Carrie smiled reassuringly and

back into the room, repeating the same

seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and

went through the papers in her

results are in, you are

was all that I

around my

hours

had been trying my best to deny the

there was still a chance I might not

hearing the doctor said the words out loud, it was

no way out

is not the answer you were

can’t have a baby," I

have to get rid of it,"  "You're not even going to think about keeping it?

I shook my

at me for a while and let out a

here," She handed me a box

to my cheeks and I wiped

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 you here, I can recommend some

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

I sat in my car in

result and they

blankly into space as Carrie held

you gonna

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

I can’t let my parents down, I can’t let lan down, and I can't

moment, I knew that I had made my decision.I grabbed my

gave me and punched

are you doing?"Carrie

calling Planned Parenthood to set an appointment,"my fingers were typing furiously and my other hand was holding onto the

down,"Carrie said as she gripped my

took the phone and paper

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,"

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

about it, Car, this

I tried to reach for my phone

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

I had made up my mind about it,

on my seat

me and I took

You said there’s an

me as he saw me

held me in his arms and I looked up at

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

narrowed his eyes

eyes, he asked again, "What

"lan,"

didn’t know where and how to begin, so I

"I'm sorry,"

at

say that word.

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

out like a whisper, but he heard

eyes darkened and his mouth fell

tightened his grip on my arms and said, "Are you

"I..."

tears pooling

yelling

ran down my face as

and for a moment he just stood there