AZURA.

Pregnant. I slid to the floor against the stall wall, not caring about the germs that probably filled this place, and stared unblinkingly at the stick, my mind blank.

Pregnant.

With his child.

"I'm fine." I said, taking a shuddering breath.

I am not fine.

I'm pregnant, I'm only nineteen and I'm pregnant.

Pregnant with the child of someone who wants nothing to do with me.

I knew I would have to tell my parents, but the thought made my stomach sink. The hurt in Dad’s eyes when I told him I had been rejected… I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle telling them I was pregnant...