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.

that she needed to

cup and handed it back to

back in the waiting

Carrie were still there and they had raided

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

while for the result to come,

my stomach was able to take

might sound, the snacks were

another hour or so of waiting, I was called

got all stiff as I was

smiled reassuringly and

I got up and I walked back into the room, repeating

have a seat,"Dr.Clara instructed and I

cautiously as she went

results are in, you

was all that I

pooling around my

past few hours had

my best to deny the fact

kept telling myself that there was still a chance I might not

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

way out

I'm sure.I'm sorry, Emma.I realize this is not the answer you were looking

a baby," I stammered

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

shook my

while and let out a deep

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

falling to my cheeks and I

so you can deal with this on

"Yes, please,"I nodded.

in my car in the clinic’s parking lot

result and they went dead

blankly into space as Carrie held her

are you gonna do?"Tiff

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

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

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

gave me and punched

you

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

as

stop,"Tiff followed and took the phone and paper away from

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

"I know, we know,"

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

about it, Car, this is the

frustration and I tried to reach for

you need to talk

up my mind about it, lan deserved to

on my seat and let out a

to me and

is it? You said

me as he saw me enter the

in his arms and I looked up at

I was in the car on the way over here,

his eyes and

he asked again, "What is it, Emma? Tell

"lan,"

didn’t know where and how to begin,

"I'm sorry,"

looked at me,

couldn’t say that word. I

"What, Emma?"he pressed on

"You're what?"

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

word came out like a whisper, but he

heard it loud and clear.His eyes darkened and his

grip on my arms and

"I..."

but the tears pooling in my

He was practically yelling at me

my face as I nodded

eyes widened instantly and for a moment he just stood