I woke up to the sound of my phone going off for the third time. My eye sight was really blurry, but I feel a cold washcloth on my head and I see a bucket next to me. I sit up in my bed and rubbed my head. I heard footsteps and Elle walks into my room.
"Hey sweety, you're up." She smiles and sits down on the edge of my bed.
"Well we heard something falling and thought it was a one time thing, then it happened again, and one more time. I got up, worried that something happened to you and I came in here and you were on the floor there was throw-up next to your face and your ankle was twisted in a weird way. We rushed you to the hospital. And they found that your ankle was twisted. So they wrapped and told you to stay home from school." Elle smiled and rubbed my leg.
"What time was that at?"
"About 4 in the morning."
"Wow. I don't remember going to the hospital." I lift up my covers and sure enough my ankle was wrapped and now that my vision was coming into focus, I spy a pair of crutches lying on the floor near my desk.
"Can you leave now and take the bucket, I don't feel sick." Elle nods her head and leaves with the bucket in hand.
I quickly grab my phone and pull up the text messages and notice that it is 9:32.
'Shit! What if I missed Liam's call?' I see that I have three missed calls, two of which were from Liam, which made me smile. Another was from Nathan. That's going to be a problem I need to deal with sooner or later. I felt different then my usual self but that was probably because of Liam. I grabbed my phone and called Liam.
"Hey Cosette how are you?"
"Eh I could be better, apparently I fell out of bed in the middle of my sleep and twisted my ankle."
"Wow is your bed really that far up from the ground?"
"Actually no." I bit my lip.
"Well I wanted to talk to you about seeing you in person. Do you think that you could come to our concert in Miami?"
"Yes of course. I should probably bring my mom and maybe my other friend that likes you and the boys?"
"Yeah you can bring them."
I heard some footsteps and looked up.
"Cosette, I'm going to work. Love you!" Elle yelled from the stairs and then I heard the garage door open and shut after a little while.
"I really got to go Liam. Maybe you can text me later?"
"Ok then. Bye." Liam hung up sounding a little disappointed. I get up, grab my crutches, and go downstairs. I eat a little bit of cereal and limp over to the bathroom throwing up. I wipe my mouth off. I go back to the kitchen and drink a little bit of water, it goes down. I grab a banana and swallow my first bite, then my second and third. By the fourth one my stomach felt queasy and I limped to the bathroom throwing up yet another time. I still felt weird as if something changed within me.
I went upstairs and made my bed and changed into sweatpants, a sportsbra, and a ratty t-shirt. After turning on my laptop, I went into the bathroom and went pee. I went on my laptop and checked my email. There were notifications from facebook and twitter and assignments from teachers. I downloaded the assignments off the computer and printed them on the portable printer on my desk. I got through half of the assignments when I felt queasy and half-heartedly limped to the bathroom and threw up again and a again after I finished all of my assignments. Finally I couldn't take it anymore so I took my iPhone and sat on a towel in front of the toliet and waited until I threw-up. Finally after throwing five more times before noon. I flushed the toliet and got up. My mirror showed me that I looked exactly how I felt. I splashed my face with cold water and turned on my laptop, bringing up Google. I looked up causes for naseau and then an idea popped in my head.
Bri, a popular girl from school had come to my house to work on a project after school this year and gave me two boxes of pregnancy tests just in case. But she left after she saw Nathan which was right after I got the tests. She actually ran out the door with her stuff. I put the tests far back in the cabinet under my sink and surrounded it with other things, when I went back I saw through my open window and into Nathan's window. Bri took off her shirt and jumped on Nathan kissing him fiercely. No wonder why she gave me the pregnancy tests, probably thinking that I was going to have sex with Nathan one day.
I leaned down and pushed everything out of the way and grabbed a pregnancy test box. I opened it and pulled out the stick that could possibly change my life. I peed in a cup then brought it over to my sink. I take the top off the test stick and stick it in for 7 seconds. I pull it out and watch the pink line waver.
'I'm so fucking mad at Cosette's parents! Shit to them!' After I jumped across and barely grabbed the window sill, I pulled myself up and took a shower. Later that night I was sitting in my bed watching Porn on my laptop when I saw Cosette fall off her bed and then get up right away. After she fell asleep, I waited ten minutes and climbed across on a rope to her room. I needed to get what I wanted, luckily her window wasn't locked, I pulled it open and stepped inside. I made sure Cosette and her parents were sleeping then I inserted a sleeping pill in Cosette's mouth making sure that she wouldn't wake up.
I took off her clothes and rubbed my finger in her clit then inserted both of my fingers. I took out my fingers after awhile and rubbed my penis against her pussy. I rubbed harder and faster until I got my boner then I stuck my penis in side her and went slow and then got faster and faster until I orgasmed inside. Slowly I backed out still with my boner and put on my pants and her clothes. I heard some footsteps and I grabbed the rope and went across into my room not being seen.
I woke up in English again and saw that Cosette wasn't there, probably driven by my surprise sex visit.
I breathed heavily as the line wavered a few more as I looked at the results on the box. Two lines is that I'm pregnant and one is that I'm not. I'm really hoping for one line. I look up and the lines had stopped wavering. The box dropped to my hand, and I slumped against the wall burrying my head in my hands. There were two lines.