Positive
1 Month Later
I grabbed my stomach and my mouth as my stomach rolled in circles again. I rushed to the bathroom just in time and vomited for the third time that day. This was not good. Not good at all.
One missed period and excessive puking could only mean one thing but I couldn't bear to think of that possibility. However, as the day went on I threw up two more times forcing myself to face the truth. Thirty minutes later I was pacing my room waiting for the timer to go off. It was ironic how that little plastic strip held my whole future, but here I was, desperately needing the answer it held.
The alarm went off making me jump. I rushed to my counter. Hesitantly, with shaking hands, I reach for the little stick…
Positive.
The plastic device fell from my numb hands. My legs suddenly became to weak to hold my weight, and I collapsed with a loud thump to the floor.
"Bella, are you okay?" Charlie called up the stairs.
Crap. "Uh… yah dad. I just tripped over the desk, that's all. No biggie."
"Okay. Well, be careful"
"Uhhu."
sorry this chapter is so short this was the hardest to write so far. I'll update soon. Please review. I need suggestions and good criticism. This is my first big writing project.
Thanks