I ended up riding with my mom and Steve. Mika and Crys drove together and Jeffy had his own ride. My mom kept asking me what was wrong. I kept quiet until we passed a drugstore and I asked to go in. I bought six more tests and stuffed them into my purse and told my mom that they didn't have what I wanted when I came back empty handed.
This can't be happening. I'm pregnant and Andy just broke up with me, and my friends blame it all on me. I don't know what to feel. I feel numb, like empty. We got home and I ran straight to my room and locked the door.
I took the second test of that night.
Pregnant.
I took the third one.
Still Pregnant.
I wanted to take the fourth one but it was no use. i knew what it was going to say. I take my clothes and makeup off and go to bed. Maybe this is a fever dream and it'll all be over when I wake up. I'll still have my Andy, I'll still have my friends, and I won't be pregnant.
I woke up super late. More late than usual and that's saying something. I didn't want to get out of bed so I just reached over and grabbed my phone. It was dead because I didn't plug it in that night.
I wondered if what happened last night actually happened. I couldn't check my phone to see if there was any messages from last night. I really hope it was just a terrible dream. My mind just fucking with me. Maybe I threw up because of the food and passed out. Maybe all that was a dream.
*ding, dingding, ding, ding, dingding, ding*
My phone starts to turn back on and all my messages and notifications come in. I don't bother to look at it and just go to the bathroom to take a shower.
I get out of the shower and just sit on my bed for a while. I realizations started to come over me and I consciously knew it wasn't a dream. It was real. All of it. The way Crystal and Mikaila looked at me, the single belly wrenching word on the tests, the words Andy yelled at me. I knew it happened. I just don't want to believe it.
I grabbed another test just to be positive.
Pregnant.
And there was nothing I could do to stop it. I don't think I could go through with an abortion. Maybe I should make up with Andy and just tell him.
What if he doesn't want to answer?
What if he doesn't even care?
What if he's really done with me?
I tear up at those thoughts in my head. Why? Why didn't I tell him then and there? Why didn't I just scream that I'm pregnant? Even if I tell him he probably wouldn't believe me. I hate myself right now I don't even know what to do.
I grab my phone and I see messages from my friends saying sorry. I ignore them and call Andy but I don't get an answer. I dial him again. "Please answer Andy.." I say aloud.
No answer.
I start to give up and leave him alone until my phone buzzes in my hand. "Andy! I'm so glad you called back. I was worried you were never going to talk to me again." I say looking down at my feet. "I was sleeping." He responds in a very low and raspy voice and I can tell he's just now waking up.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were still sleeping. I can call back if you—," I was interrupted by a girl's voice. "Oh AJ, you're up? I'm surprised. I thought you'd be sleeping all day from all the energy you used last night." She giggles.
My heart starts beating so loud I can hear it in my head. "Andy? Who's that girl in the background?" I ask trying to keep my composure. "Did you want something?" He asks while dodging my question. "Yes, to know who that girl is in the background. I know it's not your sister."
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Daddy's Little Girl
RomanceBrielle Matthews is a 15 year old shy, loving, smart, pretty, nice, and all around fun person to be around. Anderson Fayne is a 17 year old rich, smart, shy, handsome, nice, and cool guy to hang out with. His alter ego, A.J., he's a piece of work...