Chapter Three

Rita's p.o.v

It's been two weeks since my night with Michael and we've been talking a lot more, but with both of us working and having classes its been a little hard. We don't get mad at the other if they don't reply though, we know that the other is probably busy and unable to reply at that point.

I was sat on the couch with Taylor, doing my homework when I started feeling extremely sick. I ran into the bathroom and ended up throwing up.

"You okay?" Taylor asked, rubbing my back.

"No. I don't know what's going on with me! I always feel sick and I'm really craving some foods that I don't even like"

"You don't think you could be pregnant do you?!" she asked, looking down at my stomach.

"No. I can't be" I said, pushing the thought completely aside.

"Don't you think we should at least check? Make sure you're not!"

"I don't want to! I know I should but what if I am?! I can't have a kid right now Taylor!" I shouted, standing up and running my hands through my long dark brown hair.

"I know but we'll get a test and you can see. There's no point worrying over something that may not be! And besides even if you are it's not like you're going to be on your own. Your mum and dad probably wont be happy but at least you know they'll be there for you. And so will I! It'll be my niece or nephew so I'll defiantly still be here"

"What about Michael?"

"Well he'll still have college so he wont be around all the time but I'm sure he's not going to he completely absent, but when he's not around I'll still be here to help out!" I smiled at her, wiping the tears out of my eyes. "You wanna go and get one now?"

"Can we get like ten?" I asked.

"We can get however many you want"

We went to the nearest chemist and got a few pregnancy tests. Not that I knew which one to get, there were so many different ones but they all seemed to do the same thing. I wanted to go for the cheapest ones but I feel like they wouldn't be as good as the more expensive ones.

When we got back to my apartment I ran straight into the bathroom to take the test. Once I had done I set a timer on my phone for 2 minutes and went back into the living room to try and get some more of my homework done, but all I could think of was what the test would say.

The timer went off and I ran back into the bathroom to get the test. I left it in there so that I wouldn't be constantly looking at it before it was ready. I grabbed the test off of the counter and looked at it. I just stood there with my hand over my mouth.

Tears started streaming down my face as I started reading that one little word, a word that would completely change my life forever...pregnant.

"Rita...you okay?" Taylor asked, walking up behind me. I shook my head, crying even harder than I was before. She wrapped her arms around me, rubbing my back. "It's gonna be okay Rita! Like I said before, you'll get through this"

"I'm not ready for a baby! I don't know what I'm going to do!"

"Well firstly you have to tell Michael! I was going to go over to his after school tomorrow. Do you want to come with me so that you can tell him"

I nodded, still crying a little. "I'm sorry Taylor, I never meant for this to happen"

"It's fine Rita. I'm going to be an aunt, I don't mind. And don't worry about Michael, he should be fine with it"

"Should?!" I said, whipping my head up to look at her.

"He will be. Poor choice of words"