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.

me was to tell me that she needed to collect a urine sample, and so I did as

a little cup

the waiting

still there and they

of chips, sugary drinks,

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

was able

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

so of waiting, I

stiff as

reassuringly

a deep breath, I got up and I walked back into

seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and

went through the papers in her

you are

all that

around my

past few hours had

to deny the

that there was still a chance

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

was no way out of

sorry, Emma.I realize this is not the answer

I...I can’t have a

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

shook my head

looked at me for a while and let out a deep sigh

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

falling to my cheeks and I wiped

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.

my car in the clinic’s parking lot

told them about the result and they went

as Carrie held her

you gonna do?"Tiff spoke

I have to get

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

knew that I had made my decision.I

me and punched

are you

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

as she gripped my

followed and took the phone and

head back to the leather seat and more tears trickled down my face.I thought I was done crying, but turns out there was

"I know, we know,"

said, pausing 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

about it, Car, this is

reach for my phone again, but Tiff wouldn't

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

I had made up my mind about it, lan deserved to

my seat and let out a

my phone back to me and I took it

What is it? You said there’s

as he saw me

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

the car on the way over here, but now I

eyes

again, "What is it, Emma? Tell

"lan,"

didn’t know where and how to

"I'm sorry,"

looked at

say that

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

a whisper, but he

clear.His eyes darkened and his

and said, "Are you

"I..."

but the tears pooling

practically yelling at me

face as I

instantly and for a moment he