Who Are You
~Sometimes you think you've gotten over a person, but then you see him smile. You suddenly realize you're just pretending. You got over him to ease the pain of knowing you're not his.~
"Jackie, your mom is a gold-digging tramp!" Donna cried, angrily. "I don't want her dating my dad!"
"And you think I want my mom dating your afro-haired dad? She deserves better!" Jackie snapped back.
I took a deep breath. All their fighting was giving me a headache. I, personally, didn't give a rat's ass that Pam Burkhart and Bob were dating, but I guess it was a big deal to their children.
"Guys..." I started, but they just shushed me and continued arguing. I tried again: "It's important."
Jackie was still chatting away, but Donna turned to look at me, completely ignoring the raven-haired girl. "What is it, Sarah?"
"Guys..." I took a deep breath. "I might be pregnant." Jackie was listening now, too.
"What?"
"I haven't gotten my period in two weeks...and Steven and I have been having a lot of unprotected sex lately. Oh My God, my whole life is ruined," I moaned and Donna pulled me into a hug.
"It'll be okay, Sarah. I'll go to the drugstore and pick up a pregnancy test and then you can take it here," Jackie said. We were at Donna's house.
"Okay," I murmured, trying to get the tears to stop, but it wasn't working. Jackie quickly ran out of the room and then it was just Donna with me, still hugging me. And I never wanted her to let go.
"What if I am pregnant?" I sobbed. "What am I gonna do? How am I gonna tell Mr. and Mrs. Forman? How am I gonna tell Steven? This is a disaster."
"Don't worry. Hyde will do the right thing," Donna reassured me, but I wasn't so sure. And then I immediately felt like a bitch for not being so sure.
Ten minutes later, Jackie came back with the pregnancy test and it took them another ten minutes to convince me to take it. Finally, I was in the bathroom with Donna and Jackie waiting outside. It took me another five minutes to convince myself to take the test, but I finally did.
I put the stick on the counter and called Donna and Jackie in so we could wait the five minutes for the results together.
One minute went by and Donna and Jackie were squeezing my hands and telling me everything was going to be okay, no matter what the test said.
Two minutes went by and their encouragements were whispered now, as if the pregnancy test might hear them somehow.
Another minute went by and we were all silent and panic-stricken. One more minute until the results.
I took a deep breath and got up. I crossed the bathroom and took a look at the results, and they took my breath away: positive.
