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The pregnancy story

i think im just happy

"okay lana time go." the nurse says kindly to me.
"okay." I say with a smile. I get up from the table that me and vic are currently sitting at. its been two week since Ive started talking and honestly its relieved a lot of stress. my attitude has improved a lot too. im nicer. me and vic haven't officially started dating but were almost there. I think. I hope.
"ima miss you." vic says as we hug each other good bye.
"ill see you in a couple of days." he lets go.
"i know but still." I smile a warm smile.
"i'll see you soon. be good boy." I pat his head and he laughs. I turn away but vic quickly pulls me into a sweet kiss. he breaks it all to soon and gives me a hug and a kiss on my knotted mess you call hair.
"bye." I slightly wave. I walk out the doors to see the nurse with some clothes for me to change into. chris must of got them. I quickly change into a green shirt with black lines on it, a greenish multi-colored cardigan, distressed skinnys, a gray beanie to hide my disaster and last but not least my sparkley toms. http://www.polyvore.com/getting_out/set?id=125243455. he actually did a good job. I sigh looking in the mirror. I walk out to see chris and of course Abigale. they both stand up, chris with a smile, Abigale with a sly smirk.
"hey." he opens his arms for a hug but I push them aside.
"lets go." I say.
"i have to get your medication first." he says with a hint of disappointment in his tone. he walks away leaving me alone with his skank.
"finally getting out of the nut house?" she smirks at me. oh god ive missed her.
"finally get out of the whore house?" I ask kindly. she glares evilly at me.
"okay lets go." chris says handing , me a white paper bag with my meds in it. they put my on 3 different medications. 1 for my anxiety and 2 different kinds of depression pills (which I still don't think I have.)
"is that's enough medication?" Abigale whispers to me with her fake tits hitting my shoulder. I roll my eyes. this is gonna be a long car ride.
******
we finally reach the house when my mouth starts to water and a gagging sensation starts in the back of my throat. I run out the car and into the house to be surprised by a ginger, his girlfriend, and the rest of M.I.W.
"surprise." they all say in sync. I couldn't hold it anymore and threw up all over the wood floor. I hear a bunch of 'ews' followed by ricky getting in my face and asking if im 'okay'. whatever that word means.
"yea ima, ima." my mind starts to wander. " ima go lie down." he gives me a cunffused expression. "sorry for ruining whatever this was."
*****
its been 3 days since my little 'accident'. I think im catching something because ive been throwing up every morning now. well its Friday and I have to go to school and face everybody. hopefully alan, elyssia, Austin or mike didn't tell anyone. I don't wanna look like a pshyco bitch. but good news, vic is coming back Monday and honestly I cant wait. I finish curling my long, blonde hair and bobby penning a maroon beanie to my head. I put lace, flowery leggings, a maroon skirt that stops at my mid-thigh, black combat boots, a black over sized sweater. matched with a studded black bracelet, a long rock necklace, gold knuckle rings and a silver lip ring paired wit simple makeup. http://www.polyvore.com/back_to_school/set?id=126243181. when I get done I go down stairs to see ricky sleeping on the couch. I knock his legs off.
"what the fuck." he groans angrily.
"why are you here?" I ask confused since he wasn't here last night when I went to bed. he sits up and rubs his face. I smile at his. its usually neat and perfectly straight but now its curly and knotted to his head.
"alice broke up with me last night and kicked me out." he says with sadness in his voice.
"do you wanna talk about it?" he sighs.
"no. go to school." he says rudely.
"fine." I spat back. I grab my keys and bag and head to my car. all I was trying to do is help and he gets an attitude? I thought to myself as I death grip the steering wheel. I start to feel a bubbling in my stomach. I open the truck door and hurl out whats left of last night dinner. why am I throwing up? im not sick. my stomach doesn't hurt. what the hell.


once I get to school I see a group of boys smoking in my parking spot. I hunk the horn singling them to get the hell out of my way. they smirk at me. one with shaggy brown hair and spider bites comes towards me. I roll down the window and the stench of cigarette's hits me like a bullet to the face.
"im sorry beautiful, but were not moving so I suggest you find a new parking place." he smirks. his English accent takes me by surprise.
"i could but I rather park in my fucking parking space, so get the fuck out of my way." he knits his eyebrows together confused by my tone of voice.
"no were sitting there." I laugh.
"that's weird because I didn't ask. so move." he huffs a fine at me. he walks to his friends and says something I didn't quite catch. they get up and walk away.
"jackass." I say under my breath. I park and walk to my first period class. as I walk in I get bombarded with an Austin bear hug.
"ive missed you." he says squeezing the life out of me.
"cant. breath." he laughs and lets me go.
"sorry." he smiles. god ive missed his smile. its always the nicest one in the room. heck, he's always the nicest one in the room.
"its okay." I laugh at him and he scrunches his nose up.
"ew, your breath stinks." I cover my mouth with my hand and breath into it smelling my breath. ew. he's right.
"sorry, I threw up this morning." I said walking to my seat. he sits next to me.
"are you sick?" he questions looking worried that ill give him a disease.
"no. its just that ive been throwing up every morning for like 4 days now." he covers his hand over his mouth. I give him a questioning look.
"are you pregnant?" he whispers. no. never. vic used a cond- wait. no he didn't. but it doesn't matter cause im not pregnant.
"no." I say sternly.
"are you sure? after school we should go, you know, get a pee stick." he says the last words quietly.
"if itll get you to shutup then yes. you cant tell anyone."
"im scared." he says to himself. I give him a shocked expression.
"your scared? I might be getting fat and birthing a demon." he chuckles.
"its not a demon. its a baby."


when we pull up to wallgreens I hand him money.
"what? no. im not getting it."He says.
“im not getting it! It’ll make me look like a slut!” I yelled.
“You are, that’s why we’re in this situation!” I sigh.
“Please Austin, it was your idea.” I begged giving him puppy dog eyes.
“fine.” He rolls his eyes and gets out the door. When he finally gets back he throws two boxes at me.
“thanks.” The way home was quiet and filled with anxiety. We both just wanted to get this over with. I know he’s dying to know who might have knocked me up. But he wont ask, he’s to much of a gentlemen. When we reach my house we quickly get out and sprint to the bathroom.
“your gonna watch me pee?” I question him.
“shit, sorry, ill wait outside.” I shut and lock the door. I open one box. Pee. Open the other. Pee. I look at the directions on the box. A smiley face means you’re knocked up and the frowney face means your good to go. Why the hell would I smiley face im pregnant? Being pregnant is nothing to smile about. I grab both test and walk to my room. I set them down on the dresser and I go sit next to Austin on my bed.
“what if its positive?” Austin asks.
“I don’t know.” We sit there for a good 5 minutes and Austin says that we should go check.
“I cant. Can you?” he gets up and walks to the dresser. All of a sudden he starts smiling and cheering. I jump with him.
“what is it?”I ask grabbing Austin hands.
“there smiley faces! Your not pregnant!”he starts cheering again as my whole world crashes around me.

Notes

okay this will be the last update for at least a month. I have to go to Tennessee then to Minnesota and then to mertal beach in south Carolina :( so I made this one long!! hope you like it.
tittle credit: dumb: nirvana

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