Chapter 1 Don't Stop Believing
Beep, beep, beep.
The sound startled Mary, but she knew she'd now have to face the truth. She slowly walked across the bathroom over to the sink. She stood there for five minutes before she found the courage to pick it up. She finally picked it up and stared at it. Positive. She continued staring hoping it would change. It didn't and it wasn't going to.
"Mary!" Dominque screamed, as angry footsteps approachd her ears. Mary quickly put the pregnancy test in her pocket on her shorts and opened the door.
"What are you doing in there?" Dominque rolled her eyes, before giving Mary an evil look.
"I told you were suppose to clean the girls rooms." She raised her voice, hinting annoyance.
"I'm getting right to it." Mary bit her lower lip, before quickly walking out of the bathroom and into Brit's room. She held her tears back, trying to forget about it for now. She lifted her head up after opening the door and found Brit sitting on her bed on her laptop. "I'm here to clean your room."
"Just leave it, I'll do it and tell my Mom you did it."
"She won't find out. It's clean anyway, I just have to dust a little and it's fine." Brit insisted, looking back at her laptop.
"Thanks," Mary smiled. Why was she being so nice latley? Mary thought to herself. She quietly closed the door and walked into Bree's room. Bree wasn't in there, which made the job a whole lot easier. She plopped herself down on the bed and let her tears wash her face. She quickly got up when she heard more footsteps approaching the room. She grabbed her duster and started to dust the dressers. She then took all the dirty clothes and folded them up. Nobody would realize she never washed them. Besides it made her life easier and Bree would think she had neat and clean clothes. Mary soon finished cleaning Bree's room and went into her own room. She fell on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. She felt disgusted and empty. How could she let this happen to her? How would she handle this? But worst of all, how would she tell anyone?
Mary jumped as her cellphone vibrated the entire bed. She quickly grabbed it and saw a picture a Joey. She dropped the phone, knowing she wouldn't be able to face him. She continued to lay there thinking. "Mary! I'm going to the mall with the girls! I'm coming home at midnight!"
"Midnight? Who shops for nine hours?" Mary whispered to herself, glancing at the clock that read three o'clock. She ignored the thought and sat up. She grabbed her bag and through her phone in it. She looked out the window and watched them leave. She then ran downstairs and walked four blocks down to Tami's house. She rang the doorbell and waited. Tami opened the door in of course, an unusall outfit. "I'm pregnant."
"What?" Tami asked with a puzzled look on her face. "Are you sure?"
"That's what the test told me." Mary pulled the pregnancy test out of her pocket and showed it to Tami. Tami stared at the positive sign in shock.
"Um... there's a clinic a block down. Maybe we should find out if it's right."
"I guess." Mary said, once again trying to hold back her tears. She followed Tami down the block and into a building. Mary walked to the front desk, where a pretty young lady sat.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?" The young lady asked polietly. She had blond curly hair and blue eyes. She was probably in her mid twenties.
"No, I um..."
"Are you here to see if you're pregnant?" The lady seemed to know what Mary was trying to say. Working at a clinic like this she had a lot of experience with this. Mary slowly nodded in ashame. "Ok you can have a seat. A nurse will be with you shortly."
Mary and Tami sat down on the chairs in the waiting area. There were two other people there. One woman had dark brown wavy hair and looked like she was ready to pop. The other woman looked like she was in her second trimester.
Mary glanced over at the table full of magazines. All of them were about what she didn't want to think about: Pregnancies, babies and parenting. She looked down at her red hands and waited quietly. "Mary?"
They both got up and followed the doctor down the hallway. She put them in a room that was filled with all kind of machines and tools. "You can have a seat. My name is Emma and I'll be your doctor everytime you come here. Now I'm just going to ask a few questions. This is completely confidential and you must be honest. To start, did you take a pregnancy test and if you did, what was the sign?"
"Yes I did and it was...pos...positive." Mary hesitated, but managed to choke out.
"Ok was this planned and are you in a relationship?"
"No it was not planned and I have a boyfriend named Joey. We've been going out for two years." Mary responded.
"And is this the Father of the baby?"
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