Chapter 7
I barely slept last night. I got up at about 5 that morning and I threw up over the toilet bowl for about 20 minutes. I'm pretty sure I heard footsteps but when I left he bathroom everyone else in the house seemed to be fast asleep.

When everyone was awake every pair of eyes followed me into the kitchen. It made me feel really queasy but I had to eat something and keep it down just to prove to Lena and Stef I had no eating problem. Then me and Stef left earlier than everyone else and drove to the doctors office in the police car. It wasn't the first time I'd been in a police car but it made me feel uneasy, like it was a bad omen.
I got out and walked up the marble stairs and waved goodbye to Stef and walked to my doom.

"Callie Jacob". I stood up and shakily walked towards a nurse who smiled sympathetically at me. "Alone dear?" Why does everyone have to give me that look? It's so patronising. "Yep" I gave a cheery smile as I stepped into the room. There was a bed, a desk, a computer, two chairs and lots of equipment, half of which I have no idea what it does. I sat down and had a conversation about my eating habits and how often do I throw up etc with a different nurse. Why does everyone have to give me the same patronising look? Mariana, Stef, Lena, the nurses. They all seem to give it to me for different reasons but I don't know what. I was given a diet sheet to show me when and what to eat which I barely glanced at before stuffing it into my bag.

Just when I thought the appointment was over the woman asked me to strip down to my underwear and step onto the scales. I did so in complete silence feeling incredibly awkward and self conscious. I stood on the scales getting measured and weighed and then I had to pee in a cup and have a blood test before the results were written up while I dressed again and sorted myself out. I was asked to sit down and by this point I felt physically sick. The results were handed to the doctor and she said "Callie is there anything you want to tell me? It'd stay between you and me and I won't tell your foster family anything without your consent." I felt like there was barely any air in the room as I shook my head. "Callie, are you sexually active?" I began to feel very faint. Did she know about Liam? If I said no she wouldn't believe me anyway so I painfully nodded my head. "Do you always use a form of contraception?" At this point I felt so dizzy the room was spinning. I knew what was coming next.
"Callie you're pregnant."