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.

only time she spoke to me was to tell me that she needed to collect a

a little cup

back in the waiting room again, waiting for the

there and they had

kinds of chips, sugary drinks, candy bars,

result to come, so I sat

least my stomach was able

that might sound, the snacks were probably the highlight of

of waiting, I was called again into

stiff as

and Carrie smiled reassuringly and nodded at

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

seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and I

went through the papers in her

results are in, you are pregnant,"she

was all that I could

around my

hours had been

best to deny

telling myself that there was still a

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

way out

realize this is not the

can’t have a baby,"

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

I shook

looked at me for a while and let

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

to my cheeks and I wiped

on your own without your parents present, if you want to.Though

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

in my car in the clinic’s parking

them about the result and they

as Carrie held her head down and Tiff

gonna

can I do? I have to get rid of

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

my decision.I grabbed my

gave me and

are you

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

slow down,"Carrie said as

and took the phone and paper away

have a baby.There’s no way!"I trashed my head back to the leather seat and more tears

"I know, we know,"

before continuing, "But, this is a big decision, it's not something you can just decide on when you're

thought about it, Car, this

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

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

had made up my mind about it,

my seat and let

phone back to me and I took it with a

You said

raced towards me as he saw me enter

me in his arms and I looked up at him, and suddenly I couldn't

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

eyes and studied

eyes, he asked again, "What is it, Emma? Tell me.You're scaring

"lan,"

and how to begin, so I just

"I'm sorry,"

at me,

that word. I

"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

grip on my arms and

"I..."

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

He was practically yelling

face as I nodded my

eyes widened instantly and for a moment he just stood