Chapter 1
I feel like shit. I've felt this way every since I got back from Russia. Throwing up everyday for no reason at all. I seem fine later but usually around 9:00 a.m. I'm in a bathroom throwing up. Graduation and trials are two weeks from now. Then the ceremony for Promise Marks. The next few weeks are going to be hell. I sit here right now on the bathroom floor, i wait for the the puking spasms to end. Lissa left me still in bed and feeling bad already. I hear her com back in the room. Through the connection I reel her confusion.
"Rose where did you do go" She asked
I hesitantly answered her "I'm.. in the bathroom.. puking again"
" Geez Rose, What is making you so sick"
"Don't know. I really just don't fee-" Before I can finish I started to throw up again. Lissa came in to see what was wrong and, just like a mom would, she held back my hair. When it stopped I leaned back on the tub. The coolness of the tub wall felt good on my skin.
"Are you sure you're okay?" She asked
I shrugged my shoulders. How was I suppose to know if I was okay or not, I'm not a doctor. That I should go see Doc.
"I'll be okay Lissa. Don't worry about me" I said as I go up and headed to the clinic.
I sat is the waiting room after Doc had done some tested on me. It was taking to long to get the results back. She had done about 5 or 6 different tests on me. I really didn't know what to think. I wanted to know what was wrong with me now. Doc, finally, came out to talk to me.
"Rose, my suspicions were correct" She said
"Just tell me. I want to know" I said
She look kind sad and there was a look of disappointment on her face. She spoke the word and I nearly fainted. My world stop. Everything stopped. I wanted to cry. I wanted her to be wrong, but deep down I knew it was true
I was pregnant.