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 so

peed into a little cup and handed it

back in the waiting room

Carrie were still there and they had

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

to come, so

my stomach was able

snacks were probably the highlight of my

I

all stiff as I

and Carrie smiled reassuringly and

breath, I got up and I walked back into

a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and

asked cautiously as she went through the papers in her

are in, you are pregnant,"she

all that

around my

past few hours had been

trying my best to deny the fact that

was still a

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

no way out of

realize this is not the answer you

can’t have a baby," I stammered

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

I shook my

while and let

do that here," She handed me a box of tissue

were falling to my cheeks and I wiped them off

this on your own without your parents present, if you want to.Though there’s nothing else

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

car in the clinic’s parking lot for the longest

the result and they

as Carrie held

you gonna

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

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

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

gave me and

are you doing?"Carrie

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

slow down,"Carrie said as she gripped my

followed and took the phone and paper away

seat and more tears trickled down my face.I thought I was

"I know, we know,"

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

about it, Car,

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

okay then.But, before you do anything, I think there’s someone you

my mind about it,

my seat and let out a

me and I took it with

is it? You said there’s an

raced towards me as he saw

I looked up at him, and suddenly

while I was in the

his eyes

again, "What is it,

"lan,"

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

"I'm sorry,"

at me,

couldn’t say that word. I just couldn’t

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

like a whisper, but he

and clear.His eyes

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

"I..."

wanted to speak but the tears pooling in my eyes

practically yelling at me at

my face as I

and for a moment he just stood