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Chapter 11: Problem

“What is that god awful smell?” I asked Sydney, plugging my nose.

“Breakfast?” she said lifting up her bacon. the crunchy somewhat burnt bacon dangled, and the smell was so bad that I can’t even describe it.

“I think I’m gonna be sick.” I said running upstairs to the bathroom, throwing up last nights dinner in the toilet.

“Okay, I won’t stop eating because you throw up, I’m hungry and thats the way it’s going to be.” She said handing me a stick of gum.

“Thanks, Sydney.” I said grabbing the gum, “But I think I’m going to start waiting in the car for you until this stupid morning sickness is over.”

“As long as I don’t have to take the bus to school, I am a-okay.” she walked downstairs and I followed.

“Hurry up and eat, I’ll be in the car.”

I walked out her front door, into my car. My mind takes over my endless thoughts and imaginations.

I have to tell Collin that I’m pregnant with his baby or I’m going to get myself stressed out and I’m going to do something really stupid.

What if he doesn’t want the baby? What if I just give it up for adoption and I won’t have to deal with this predicament.

But If I got an abortion I wouldn’t have to deal with this at all. But then I would feel guilty instead of relieved.

IF you think about it too much, Tessa. You’ll start worrying about things. You’re probably 6 weeks pregnant, no chance anyone will assume you’re pregnant. Just let it go.

Sydney rushed out the door, and into the passenger sit, sighing when she got it.

“Are you okay?”

“My parents know your pregnant.”

“Yeah that’s going to be a problem.” I said.

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It’s not just the fact that I think all day long that I’m pregnant, now I also have to think about Sydney’s parents knowing I’m pregnant and they could tell my mom and dad.

“I told my parents won’t tell anyone you’re you know....” she looked around to see who could be listening and then whispered “pregnant.”

“I’m well aware of my situation, Sydney.” I laughed and then frowned when I thought of her parents again “How did they find out?”

“They snooped into my text messages without my permission, they saw me constantly on my phone and they thought I was doing something illegal. They knew I would lie so they went right to the source.”

“Why didn’t you delete the texts after? I do.”

“I like to look back at things. I hate getting rid of texts that give memories. But my parents gave me their word and they won’t tell a single soul; I promise.” She said grabbing both of my hands, looking at my eyes.

“People are going to suspect we’re gay if you keep looking at me that way.”

“So? People think you’re anorexic what’s new, and when you start showing then they’ll know you’re not gay.” She said with a smile getting up from her table.

“Where are you going?”

“I uh- have a date in Denver.” My eyes went big, and my mouth opened, I felt betrayed, is she seeing Collin?

“Are you seriously seeing Collin behind my back?! Is that why he told me he doesn’t want to see me anymore?!” I yelled, my hands smacking on the table.

“No. No. I would never do that, there’s a fine line between love; It’s the biggest rule in the BFF code. Don’t date friends X’s.”

“Then why are you going all the way to Denver, you don’t even like driving!”

“Tessa, stop screaming at me, you’re attracting everyone’s attention over here.”

I look around at all the prodding eyes surrounding us, staring at my heated hormonal argument with Sydney.

“I’m sorry.” I sat back down and continued to eat my food.

“You have to drop me off at my house, my parents don’t know I’m skipping school to have a date with someone.”

“Fine. But you drive yourself to school from now on, please. I don’t need your parents prodding eyes as well as everyone else’s.”

“Okay, okay, whatever helps you little momma.” she snickered at me.

I grabbed my backpack and fished for my keys, grabbing them and walking to the car.

“Tessa, can I ask you something?”

“Ask away.”

“Why don’t you talk to your brother? I mean you’ve never talk to him when I’m over and when you showed me your phone it showed you last texted him like four months ago.”

“I’m not really close to Nick. He was never around when I was younger, and then he left at a really hard time. I was closer to Jason than I was with Nick.”

“Don’t you think you should talk to him? Think about it. If the only sibling you have left refuses to talk to you because of their past, how would you feel?”

“I would feel really awful about myself. I didn’t really think about it like that.” I paused for a minute before continuing talking; “But how am I supposed to talk to him now. He might find out I’m pregnant. Then he’ll actually reject me, Sydney.”

“okay seriously stop with the petty sh*t it’s getting old. Unless someone actually never speaks to you again because you’re pregnant. Don’t think about it. I know I’m being a b**ch but you have no reason to be acting the way you are.”

I pulled up in front of her house, putting the car in park, and unlocking the doors.

“Be safe Sydney, and use protection.”

“Yes, mother.” She closed the door, and waved goodbye.

Now what am I going to do with all this time to spare.

I could do anything, but I’d rather just drive around, maybe look at baby clothes, or maybe drive to Denver and see the father of my baby, but on the other hand, I think I’m just going to go sleep at home, the only place I can feel sad for myself.

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BRAND NEW CHAPTER!

Created November 8th, 2019

Are y’all liking the new chapters?

I’m doing this to add story to it and length. The first version of “An unwanted Life” was rushed, this is a little bit more ease, not as rushed, and is starting to get volume and story behind it, let me know if you like this story in the comment section or even liking.

Have a beautiful and hopeful non complicated day :)

Sincerely,

A.C

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