I grabbed my backpack, locking the door and walking down the sidewalk, stomach growling for food. Walking into school, I grabbed my books out of my locker, shrugging off the people that were staring, I walked to first hour, eating a few crackers to keep my stomach contained from growling. After about ten minutes of sitting there, I felt the crackers coming right back up, I ran out of the classroom and down the hallway towards the bathroom.
I was sent home sick with a fever. 99.9? Are you really supposed to consider that a fever? I didn't want to be home, cause then all I was stuck with was my thoughts. I wanted to be at school learning, like I'm used to doing. Later on in the night, my mom came in, throwing her suitcases down. Before I knew it I was waking up on a Thursday morning. I found her passed out on the couch. I tried yet again to eat breakfast, but puked it up a couple minutes later.
My mom traced the rim of her coffee. ''And this happened yesterday morning, too?" I nodded slowly as she stood up, grabbing her car keys. ''Let's head to the doctor.'' I frowned,''I'm not sick. I'm just so stressed.'' She shook head head, not listening to what I had to say,''We are going to the doctors.''
I guess you can kind of guess what the doctor was about to tell me. Except, I was to blind to see what he was about to tell me.
"Just hop up on this table here and we will have those test results soon,'' he smiled towards me as he walked out, closing the door behind me. My mom was staring at the wall, she looked up at me,''I want you to know that I love you and that I will be supportive of anything, unlike my mother.'' I raised an eyebrow, nodding,''I know you are, mom. And I love you too, but why are you telling me this now, you were supposed to say that when I got into my dream college, not sitting in a doctors office.''
The doctor slowly walked in with a few papers in his hand,''Ms. Lovato?'' I smiled, looking up at him,''Everything's good and I can go home, right?" He chuckled slightly, looking down at the few papers he had and then back up at me,''According to the urine test you have taken.. You're pregnant.''
I felt my jaw slowly drop. I'm sixteen. I can't be pregnant. ''You have the wrong test.'' I laughed nervously. ''There is no way that I can be pregnant. Right, mom?" She looked up at me. I could slightly see the disappointment in her eyes, as a tear slowly fell down her cheek,''You tell me, Demi.''
The next hour I sat in front of my doctor and a few other doctors as they talked to me about how to treat my body, how to react towards the morning sickness, they explained everything and answered any questions I had. The ride home was complete silence. My mom wouldn't even look at me. As she pulled up into the driveway, she simply got out of the car and walked in the house. The tears were streaming from my eyes as I got out of the car. I kicked a tree a few times until pain shot up into my foot.
I held my stomach as I cried and cried, I let everything out. I wanted it all out. I wanted this baby out. I felt arms wrap around me, I looked up to see my mom, holding me tightly while shaking her head. ''Shh, I'm here for you. You don't need to cry." Again I go back to the whole, I was the girl that people didn't think it would happen to.
I held my head high as I walked into school the next day, my mom went to talk to the counselor as they pulled in all the teachers for a meeting. I didn't want any part of it, I didn't want to see the teachers faces nor their reaction to what they were about to know. I stood at my locker, staring at my school books. ''Are you okay?" I heard a familiar voice. I looked at him standing against my locker. ''It's all your fault. If you wouldn't have been such a horndog and took me upstairs! IT'S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT.''
His face went into complete confusion,''Was I not good enough?! No girl has ever told me this. Damn, I like you.'' He tried wrapping his dirty little hands around my waist. I pushed him off. ''All your fucking fault.'' People were staring as they usually did. I was probably their favorite part of their morning. ''What in the hell are you talking about?" He raised his hands in the air. I looked down as he took my face in his hands,''Nicole, I'm trying to understand.'' I pushed him off once again,''MY NAME ISN'T FUCKING NICOLE!" He looked at me, kinda stepping back a bit. He looked around at people laughing, he took off for the door. Great, just great.
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ѕιхтeen; cнapтer ѕeven.by LetsSupportJB399 views
girls like demi in this story are usuallly the ones this happens to getting pregnant when they have stress on themselves cos of school work and they barely go out and have fun they will end up doing something stupid because they dnt know the tricks and rules of high school parties life
mizzglammie 7 months ago
Woo.. This Is The Fifteenth Time I've Read Iht.. I Keep Checkinq Mii Fone Every Five Minutes To Check If Yhew Posted The Next One... Desperatly Waitinqq For ihts Arrival(:
0lovestories0 7 months ago
Amazing.
roxygalx3 8 months ago
I love this! its so good! Great job!
1986kalas 8 months ago
DWL ! Where did he get whole Nicole nme frm ? :|
&& AWesome iSoo wanna see da nxt 1 soon :)
Dis is a G R E A T storii !!
badasshawty101 8 months ago
maybe he'll get a clue now and learn her name
dacb36 8 months ago
lol
splexy901 8 months ago
OMG next oneeee:D I love this story so far!
truelovecanwait38 8 months ago
WTF her name is Demi get it through you thick skull and Demi aww hope the baby us okay post more
456Adawg 8 months ago
Poor demz! & if Joe doesn't learn her fucking name :P I hope Demi tells him but he'll probably deny it
TheRealJociaHammond 8 months ago