Alisha

It has been a little over two weeks since that night. When I arrived home that night my parents were asleep but unfortunately they didn’t get in till 1:00am and they checked on me. Mother said dad waiting up for me for 45min until they grew too tired to wait any longer.

The next morning was hell. My dad blew up on me. I don’t believe I have ever seen him that mad before. So my punishment was, no phone, no television, and no music, and housework for a month with no allowance, and I was grounded for 3 weeks. And to top it all off I have had the flu all week and all I have been doing is throwing up.

I didn’t eat hardly anything all this week and I’ve felt so drained, which is unusual. I decided that I am going to start taking more vitamins in hopes that it revitalizes me some. Trista noticed I was sick.

“Hey girl, you ok? You don’t look too good. Maybe you should make a doctor’s appointment.” She suggested.

“Yeah, I already have a doctor’s appointment after lunch. Will you come with me?” I asked. I know it’s childish but I never get to see her anymore and at least it would give us a chance to catch up if nothing else. Also the fact that I’m terrified of doctors doesn’t help.

“Of course I will, what about Devon?” she asked, some how I knew he would come up.

“He has been calling me non stop since I got off my phone grounding…he wants to come too. Can you believe he actually thinks I am pregnant?” I said laughing as if it wasn’t even a possibility but I stopped as soon as I saw she shared the same concern and wasn’t laughing herself.

“C’mon Trista, you don’t think I am pregnant too do you?” I asked hoping she would say no and that it’s just a minor flu.

“Well Lish, you did have a sex 2 ½ weeks ago, and as far as you have told me you didn’t use a contraceptive.” She said and bit down on her lower lip nervously.

“Yeah, but what are the odds?” I said asking myself more then her.

“Well, we will soon find out, c’mon let’s go for lunch maybe once you get something in you it might make you feel a little better. But you should talk to Devon before the appointment.” She said taking my hand. We found Devon in the cafeteria waiting patiently for me.

Trista shoved me towards him.

“Go talk to him, I’ll grab us some grub.” She ordered.

I sighed reluctantly but I really didn’t see anyway to get out of this so I walked up to him hardly looking him in the eyes at all.

“Hey Devon, I got your messages” I said. I know, not the most romantic thing to say but what do you expect? Everyone thinks I’m pregnant, I hardly know this guy and he’s practically stalking me. I’m a prisoner in my own home and now to top it all off I might be pregnant!?

“That’s good, how are you feeling? Is there anything I can get you? Did you make a doctor’s appointment?” He ranted. I had to laugh.

“Devon, cool it okay? I’m feeling just fine, a little nauseous but that’s probably because I’m not well yet, so don’t get too close. And no you can’t get me anything, I’m just fine. In fact if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be in this mess!” I accused.

”So you believe me then? You think you’re pregnant too?” He questioned.

“No! of course not… that’s not what I meant Devon, damnit your so frustrating.” I snapped.

“Mood swings already? Doesn’t that start in your second trimester?” Trista asked as she approached our somewhat heated conversation.

“Then what did you mean, you said ‘if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be in this position’ what on earth could you have meant besides pregnancy” Devon asked still with a concerned look on his face.

“I mean that if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t have been grounded. I bet its depression from being a prisoner that’s causing me to be so ill. I haven’t been eating well, I hate my parents and you all know that…well at least Trista does, I hardly know you.” I insulted.

“That’s not fair Alisha, we talked for hours and hours I’d like to say I know you at least a little!” Devon said defending himself. I did feel bad for him but I couldn’t help but push him away.

“Yeah Lish, cut the guy some slack at least hes willing to help you unlike most guys who would run away screaming like a little girl” Trisha stated as she took a bite of her sandwich.

“Look the point is guys, is that I’m not pregnant I’m just so stressed from being in lockdown. Now lets drop it” I looked at my watch.

“Shit what is it with me and always running late, I got to go” I said as I got up grabbing the apple off of Trista’s food tray as that’s all I had time to eat.

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When we got to the Doctors office he was ready to see me. His receptionist was a very friendly woman. She was in her early to late 30’s and had her hair pinned up. She wore a plain white blouse and grey pants. Normally people attending a high school would get teased for wearing “granny pants” but since she was already an adolescent it didn’t really matter. She led us down a long corridor leading to a small office on the left.

Trista whispered, “Check out the Granny pants.”

I couldn’t help but to laugh a little and so did Devon. The doctor’s name was Dr. Ferric. He was a thin man in his early 60’s I guessed. He was bald I noticed and also had an English accent. He too wore a white shirt but wore a long black tie with it and a pair of blue jeans. Very unprofessional I thought.

He turned his gaze to me not minding if I had Trista and Devon there.

“Well now then, what can I do for you today?” he asked in a more cheerful voice then I expected.

“Umm…well I have been throwing up for about a week and I’m always tired and I’ve lost all my appetite.. My boyfriend and best friend here seem to think I maybe be pregnant” I said flashing them a glare, “but I think that’s absurd” I said satisfied with my choice of words.

He smiled at me gently and thought a moment then reached for a plastic cup thing in his desk filled something out on the side of it and handed it to me. I took it a bit confused as to what it is.

“Well as odds go it would be 3 against one young Maxilla.” He said, “You see, I too think it may be a possibility, so before I will treat you with antibiotics or anything I need to know for sure.” He said still looking at me.
“There is a private room in the back here” he pointed behind him where there was a closed door, “and I need a small pee sample there is a little slot there where you can leave the sample if you are a bit uncomfortable with your friend seeing.” He explained.

I looked at her and she shrugged her shoulders.

“No, that’s alright there is nothing to hide I mean its only pee, right?” I said. He nodded reassuringly.

I took off my jacket and stood up, and then I walked to the bathroom and closed the door. I couldn’t believe this was happening. How could he think I was pregnant it was only that one time. I mean look how many times Trista has had sex and never got pregnant; I only had sex once so I know I can’t be pregnant.

“This is stupid” I mumbled to myself.

A complete waste of time is what this was. But reluctantly I peed in the cup then put the lid on it. I then washed my hands and walked out.

“Here” I snarled at the doctor. And handed him the sample and sat back down in my chair. He then reached for a long tester thing and undid the lid to the sample.

“If the tip of this turns pink its positive, but if it turns blue your ok.” He explained. He knew my family and knew that if I were pregnant this would be without a doubt an unwanted pregnancy. I mean I was still in school.

“But isn’t that like those home pregnancy tests? I mean they can be wrong right?” I asked hoping he would say yes.
He turned to me and smiled, “No my dear this is nothing like that…these strips are made by labs professionally and made so they are error proof. So to answer your question, no these tests done here in this clinic or at any clinic or hospital are never wrong.” He said seriously.

“However, most of these urine tests are followed by a blood test within a few days if not the same day” he added.
Devon noticed I was nervous so he reached for my hand as the doctor dipped the strip into the sample. Doctor Ferric held the strip in the sample for 10 seconds and then took it out. It slowly began to change color.
“And it is…pink.” The doctor said in a very surprised tone. He turned to me with a sympathetic look on his face.

“Well Alisha, it looks like your friends were right.” He preached. I was in so much shock I was having troubles breathing; I mean how in the world I could get pregnant when I only did it once is beyond belief!

“Doctor, how is this possible? I only did it that once.” I said as if it would change the result if I was sincere enough. He still kept that same sympathetic look on his face and looked as if he was going to die himself.

“Well Miss Maxilla,” he began, “It only takes one time. Didn’t you ever listen to your sex education classes?” he asked.
I felt like a fool for asking such a retarded question.

“Are you sure that it’s a 100% exact?” I asked with little hope in my voice.

He nodded his head; I was beginning to think he wanted to get rid of me. He reacted as if I had done some terrible deed, like I was disease. I began to think of my options. On the one hand I could try and cover this us by having an abortion, but then again my family is extremely religious and they would probably disown me. And on the other hand my father would probably have a stroke if I told them the truth and then they would still disown me. I took a deep breath and let it out so hard I thought it would blow the doctor out of the room.

“Well, I really don’t know what to do.” I said. I put my head down and placed my hands over my eyes and tried to calm the thoughts that were going a mile a minute in my head. Then I decided that sitting here wasting his time wasn’t going to change the result.

“Thank you Doctor Ferric for your time there is little more you can do for me now, I think I’m going to go outside and get some fresh air.” I suggested.

While I was outside I thought a lot about my life and where it was going. Then I thought a lot about Devon. We were going to be parents now…and I hardly knew him; I never met his family, he never met mine yet we were going to be parents. Then I came to the decision that I had to abort it, I really had no choice, did I?

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