AN: Ok so this is for one of my bestest friends Crys because she asked for another multichapter 90210 story. I hope that you guys like this!
Disclaimer: No.
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Brenda sighed. She hadn't been feeling well lately and was glad for Saturday. She didn't want to get out of bed. Although she did have a craving for pizza all of a sudden, which was weird because she hated pizza in the mornings. Oh well. Right now she just wanted to go back to sleep and stay there for a long time. She couldn't though because then everyone would start questioning things and she didn't have any answers. She threw the covers off and sat up. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and as soon as her feet touched the floor she ran to the bathroom and started vomiting. This had been going on for a little over a week and she didn't know what kind of virus would make her sick for that long. It suddenly dawned on her.
Oh god no.
Brenda jumped up and raced to the calendar. The red dots almost two weeks prior were mocking her. It wasn't possible. It couldn't be possible. She hadn't had sex in almost three months, but she had her period last month. So it had been recent that she got preggo with an eggo. She tried to remember the last time she went to a party or…
She groaned. She was at a party about a month ago and she had gotten completely wasted. Oh god. She didn't even remember having sex. Who did she have sex with? Brenda groaned again. She didn't even know who the father was. She was so screwed. She stood up and got dressed. She needed to get a test and make sure. She had to go to the doctors too if the test came back positive. She paused in her doorway and took a look around. Her hand on the door jamb and her eyes filling with tears as her other hand gently lay on her still flat stomach. She hoped that if she really was pregnant that she would be a good mother since the baby wouldn't have a father.
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Brenda walked into the store, looking around nervously for someone she knew. Thankfully she had decided to go to a small convenience store clear on the other side of town. She didn't want anybody to recognize her and start asking questions. She didn't know if she could handle it. Hell Brenda didn't know whether to be happy if she was pregnant or disappointed in herself. Although if she wasn't pregnant it might hurt her. She wanted a baby so badly.
She walked up to the pregnancy tests and looked at the variety. She bit her lip as she read the front of each box, trying to determine which one to get. She finally decided to just grab three different ones and see what they said. She took them up to the counter and set them down, waiting for the cashier to ring them up. The elderly lady smiled at Brenda as she set the boxes into one bag. Brenda swiped her credit card and then looked around the store. She needed to do this someplace where her family couldn't be.
"Excuse me miss? Do you have a restroom?" she asked. The woman smiled at her.
"It's just down that hallway ma'am. They really need to put the sign back up" she said. Brenda smiled and thanked the woman as she grabbed the bag and headed for the bathroom. She went inside and locked the door behind her. She needed to be alone. She looked around.
"Sorry baby, but this is where I need to do this" she muttered as she pulled out the instructions for each test. They all said basically the same thing: pee on the stick and wait ten minutes. Brenda sighed and followed the instructions to a T. She needed for these results to be as accurate as possible. She set each test down on the edge of the sink as she finished her business and washed her hands. Her hands shook as she put the test back into the boxes and the boxes back into the bag. She needed to get out of here. She would drive around until the results were ready. Brenda picked up the bag and held her head high as she walked back through the store and out to her car. She placed the keys in the ignition and looked up and froze. Walking towards the same store she had just come out of was none other than David. Brenda ducked her head, pretending to play with the radio until she was sure he was in the store and wouldn't see her. She backed out of the space and drove slowly back towards home.
What was she going to do if she really was pregnant? Would her parents support her? Would Brandon or any of their friends? Would Dylan? Brenda gasped at the last one. Oh god Dylan. If he knew she had sex with another man he would never forgive her, especially if she was pregnant. Tears stung her eyes as she realized the possibility of her losing Dylan forever because she got drunk. She pulled into a parking lot as her vision became blurry. She rested her forehead on the steering wheel and cried.
She cried for her lost love. She cried for her stupidity. She cried for her baby who would grow up without a father. She cried for everything. Brenda knew without having to look at the tests what the answer was. Yes, Brenda Walsh was pregnant. She straightened up and wiped her eyes. She needed to look anyway. She pulled out each test and looked at the results. She gulped. She was right. She was pregnant and didn't know who the father was. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought about what to do with the baby. She didn't believe in abortions, but she could give him or her up for adoption. But she wanted her baby. She sobbed as the realization hit her.
She was going to be a mom with no one to help her with the baby.
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Ok so there was chapter one! Let me know what you think please and thanks! Thanks for reading!