Im pregnant?

I couldn’t believe it. I was so sure it would never happen, especially after my first time. I called Nathan. It rang for a few minutes with no answer. I wasn’t sure if I could call Oliver because he was still pretty mad at me.

I started crying. What do I do? Do I keep it? Abort it? Put it up for adoption? I spent a few minutes thinking. It wouldn’t affect me too much, only my reputation. But Nathan, he would be so screwed. He couldn’t have a kid. I finally sucked it up and called Oliver.

It rang, and rang, and rang. No answer. I left a message.

“Hey, it’s me. Im in big trouble and I need help. I need you to call me back when you get this. I’m sorry Ollie.” I was hoping he would call me back immediately, and that he had his phone and was ignoring my call.

I looked at the time. 4:30. He was at work, and I don’t know what Nathan was doing. I just sat and started to think about my situation more when finally, my phone rang.

“Ollie?” I said hopefully.

“What do you want? What kind of trouble are you in?” He was trying to be an ass but he couldn’t help but be nice.

“I don’t want anyone to hear, so I’ll tell you over dinner? Maybe we can go to Shake Hut?” I said holding back my tears.

Silence. A deafening silence. “Umm ok. I get off in about an hour. Ill go right there.” He finally responded.

“Thank you.” I said. I then hung up and headed into the shower. After a shower, I still had time to kill. I walked back to the convenience store and bought another test. I used the bathroom there. While I was waiting for the results I looked around. I reached the condom aisle. I might as well buy some while I was here. I mean they weren’t gonna be any use to me now. I looked down at the other test. Pregnant.

I had 5 minutes before I had to meet Oliver, so I bought the condoms and walked out. As I was walking, it came to mind that my mom asked me if I wanted to go on birth control before freshman year. I said no because I didn’t think I would do it until I was able to buy my own. I reached the Shake Hut and Oliver was sitting at a booth in the corner with a chocolate shake. I slowly walked over, gathering the courage to tell him.

“Hi.” I said.

“Hey.” He responded sharply.

“So, im in big trouble.” I started.

“I know you told me on the phone. What kind of trouble are you in?” He sounded genuinely concerned but he was trying to cover it with a jack ass attitude.

“I’m pregnant.” It felt good to finally tell someone.