Ch. 10

Aria's POV

"Aria, I don't think I can believe you unless you prove it to me," Ella said in an uncertain voice.

"Mom, I'll do whatever you want me to do. Although, I don't know why you wouldn't believe me over some anonymous person who is too scared to show his/her real face!" I almost yelled.

"Oh, calm down, Aria. If you have nothing to hide then you shouldn't be upset," Ella simply stated.

"Well I don't, so bring it on," I said as confidently as I could.

I didn't think I was pregnant, but how in the world could I be sure? Yes, Ezra and I had used protection and been safe the two times we had sex, but there's always a chance.

"I'll be back in a few minutes; I'm going to pick you up a pregnancy test from the drug store down the street, ok?" Ella said in her best attempt to be supportive and confident in her daughter.

"Sure, mom," I said in my best attempt to be nonchalant, as I pulled out my cell and began to type an "S.O.S." to my three best friends and Ezra.

Hanna and Ezra replied first,

"Hey, what's wrong? Do you need me to come over? – Han"

"A, are you okay?! Call me ASAP! – E"

"Ezra, my mother is making me take a pregnancy test because she believes I'm pregnant for some reason. There's no way I could be, right? We were safe both times?"

"Hanna, I'll meet up with you and the girl's later. Pass it on, Aria"

I put my hair up into a messy bun as I pulled my sweater around my body and read Ezra's response,

"Aria, we were safe. I promise you that I would never take a chance like that with you. I would never want to endanger you and your future. Let me know what happens. You know no matter what I love you, Ezra."

"I'm back, Aria," Ella said as she walked through the front door with a plastic bag in her hand.

"Take this box and head to the bathroom, I'll be waiting here,"

"Ok, mom," I said with a smile on my face that made me appear sure of myself even though I wasn't at all.

I quickly read the directions on the box and ripped it open. I took out a stick and peed on it. Thinking about it this was pretty gross process. I put the cover back on the part I peed on, washed my hands, and stared at my reflection in the mirror above the sink. I was sixteen, I was way too young to have a baby. I was practically a child myself and had been through more than enough for someone my age. I already lost a friend to a psycho murderer, have been stalked by a group of people called "A", and have an illegal relationship with my AP English teacher, not to mention that my dad cheated on my mom and asked me to keep it a secret. I did not need more drama in my life. I tucked a stray hair behind my ear and examined my stomach in the mirror. It didn't look different, but I don't suppose it would this early regardless of whether I was actually pregnant or not.

"Well, Aria, only one more minute until we know for sure who to trust around here!" Ella said jokingly, but I didn't find it that amusing.

"Oh, what does that sign mean?" I asked, not remembering which sign and color meant what, "Why isn't this easier? Can't it just say 'pregnant' or 'no'?"

"Aria it means…."