All positive, every single fucking test was positive! Out of all 15, not ONE was negative. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" I shouted and slid down the wall, sobbing into my knees. "Mikey, what's wrong?" My brother, Ashton, asked as he opened the door. "I'm fucking pregnant!" I wailed and Ashton pulled me into his lap, rocking me back and forth as I sobbed into his chest. "I-I-I'm only 14." I cried, "Wait, how?" Ashton asked and I wiped my face with my sweater sleeve. "A-after school, I was walking h-home and this guy grabbed me from behind. He told me not to scream or try and move, then took me in alley and he-he-he r-raped me." I cried and Ashton pulled me closer into his chest, "I can't be a parent. I don't know how to be one." I sniffled. "Do you want me to help?" Ashton smiled and I nodded into his chest.
