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Sophie Wren awoke from her sleep feeling nervous, hoping she was wrong, she glanced at the calendar, the large red circle that surrounded the date - Sunday 15 April - proved to her that she had to be worried.
She rose from her bed, and then completely regretted the action. Her stomach flopped and pushed its contents upwards; she ran to the bathroom and quickly stepped over the sink, feeling the vomit pour from her throat and into the white bowl in her bathroom.
She breathed heavily; the run to her bathroom had made her dizzy, she clung to the sides of the sink, afraid that if she let go, she would surely fall to the tiled floor. Her eyes shut tight, not wanting to see the objects that would certainly move in circles around her if he opened them, she concentrating on getting her balance, and making her ragged breaths more slow and calm.
When she felt as if she could open her eyes, she did and looked down into the mess in the sink, the sight made her want to regurgitate again, but instead she held her stomach and stood up straight. Her eyes still looked at the pile that had been in her stomach moments ago, she let out a sigh.
"Funny, I don't remember eating that." She chuckled, which made her feel slightly better; she then cleaned out the sink, hoping the strong bleach would disguise the putrid smell of stomach acids.
After she was done, Sophie walked steadily back to her bedroom and got dressed in blue jeans and a black t-shirt. She walked down the stairs, got a piece of toast, smothered it in jam, grabbed her denim jacket, slipped on her muddy sneakers and walked over to Aurora's house while eating her toast, and getting jam all over her fingers.
Sophie lived on The View, compliments of her rich step-dad, but knew that she didn't fit in, she was a rebel, not a rich priss.
She turned onto a less fortunate street, one that Aurora lived on, and walked up to the house. She knocked on the door to be greeted by Miss James, Aurora's mother, "Hello Miss James." Sophie said dryly.
"Hello Sophie." Miss James replied cheerfully, as if there was something to be cheerful about, which in Sophie's case, there wasn't.
"Can I speak to Aurora?" Sophie said impatiently, wanting to get what was ahead over with.
"I'm sorry, Sophie, but she's not home." Miss James said sympathetically.
"She isn't?" Sophie said, feeling as if she was going to burst into tears in front of the old hag wearing a dress, she needed someone to go with here, she couldn't go alone.
"Didn't I just say that?"
"Yes, Miss James." Sophie said sadly as she turned around to face the cruel world by herself.
"Was it important?" Miss James called to Sophie, who was no walking away from the house.
"No, not really." Sophie said, just loud enough so Miss James could hear what she was actually saying.
Sophie continued to walk to the building that withheld the power of doom behind it's door and walls, trapping unsuspecting people in it's mist of terror.
Sophie stopped before she crossed the road and looked down the street that she was on, Eyeball, but he wasn't any use to her, he wouldn't understand.
She looked again and saw Juiliette's house, Juiliette could understand, although they hadn't known each other long, they had bonded, they were friends, Juiliette had to understand, Sophie needed Juiliette to understand.
Sophie walked quickly down to Juiliette's house, than began to run, praying that Juiliette wouldn't be out like Aurora was on this Sunday morning. Who the hell goes out on a Sunday morning? She answered her own question. Aurora, hopefully not Julie. There was church, but it was 8 o'clock, church didn't open till at least 10 o'clock.
Sophie ran through the long, thick grass, and ran up the porch steps, she banged on the door and checked her watch. Only fifteen minutes left till her appointment.
A man who was obviously Juiliette's father answered the door, obvious because of the very apparent likeness there was between him and Juiliette. The way he smelt of beer and cigarette smoke almost made her stomach want to empty itself again.
"Is Julie home?" Sophie asked, feeling afraid at the way he was taller than her, and looking down at her like she was on display.
"You are?" He asked.
"Her friend." She asked simply, hoping he'd just call for Julie.
"Do you have a name?" He asked flirtatiously.
In your dreams, she thought, not wanting to give him her name, not wanting him to know anything about her.
Thankfully, Juiliette had heard the banging on the front door and walked into the hall, where she saw her father scaring a disgusted looking Sophie.
"Hi Sophie," she called from where she was putting on her sneakers, pulling up the pair of baggy jeans that were hiding her feet.
"Hi Juiliette," Sophie said, obviously grateful for Juiliette coming to the rescue.
"It seems like it was only yesterday that I last saw you." Juiliette stated as she finished putting on her sneakers and walked over to the door.
"It was only yesterday." Sophie said, wanting Juiliette's father to move away from her, it really was too close for comfort, it was too close for breathing room, the smell of alcohol was overpowering, she could of gagged.
Juiliette looked thoughtful, "Oh yeah," she said as realisation seeped into her brain.
"Want to come out?" Sophie asked, glancing at her watch, 11 minutes.
"Sure." Juiliette said as she grabbed her cap, walked out the door and said goodbye to her confused and disappointed looking father.
"No offence, but your dad's a pervert." Sophie said as she shuddered, at the image of his eyes staring at her.
"I know, sorry about that, he can be real creepy sometimes." Juiliette apologised as she put on her cap and slipped her ponytail through the back.
"I don't know, your moms a slut and your dads a pervert. How ever did the two of them meet?"
"I've never asked." Juiliette said. "So what do you want to do, find out where the guys were hiding?"
"Actually, I have something planned, but I need you to come with me." Sophie said.
Juiliette looked at Sophie and saw the expression of sadness on her face. "Okay, what is it?"
"An appointment at the clinic."
"What for?"
"I think I'm pregnant."
Juiliette froze, she couldn't think what to do or say.
"You'll still come with me won't you?" Sophie pleaded. "I'd ask Aurora but she wasn't home, I don't trust any of the guys, and my parents would kill me." Tears were now trickled down her face, she was so afraid, she was only 18, well she'd be 19 in a month, but she was only a kid, she couldn't be pregnant, she couldn't deal with that kind of responsibility.
"Sure, I'll come." Juiliette said, still looking quite dazed from Sophie's news. "What times the appointment?" Juiliette asked as they began to starting walking again, towards the clinic.
"Eight minutes," Sophie answered as she looked at the time on her watch.
"I didn't think the clinic would be open on a Sunday." Juiliette stated, what the hell was she saying? She didn't even know this place had a clinic.
"It is, only because it's the only medical place we have in Castle Rock, its open all the time." Sophie explained.
"What about a hospital?" Juiliette asked.
"The nearest one's in Harlow."
"Long drive."
"Yeah," Sophie sighed.
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When the two girls arrived at the clinic and told the receptionist that the doctor was expecting Sophie, she told them to sit down and wait. The clinic waiting room was empty, and yet they waited for ten minutes, until Dr Sampstone appeared and asked for Sophie.
He had said it was 'okay for your friend to join us'.
They sat in the office at the opposite side of the desk to the doctor; he asked Sophie about he symptoms, to which she replied most of the signs of telltale pregnancy.
Dr Sampstone said it was a high possibility that Sophie was indeed pregnant, but to be sure he would need to take some blood samples.
Juiliette felt slightly nauseous when she saw the needles, they weren't rusty or long, she just had a fear of needles, thankfully for Juiliette though, it was Sophie was getting the things stuck into her arm, while Juiliette had to hold her down on the chair, just in case she jerked.
Dr Sampstone said it would only be a little scratch, hell was he lying, it did look like a little dot, but it hurt a lot more. Sophie winced against the pain, the small wounds always hurt the most, like paper cuts, she guessed getting her legs sliced off wouldn't hurt as much as this elderly doctor took three different blood samples from her arm.
When they'd left Dr Sampstone had told Sophie she should get her results to see if she was pregnant or not in the mail within two to three weeks.
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"How do you feel?" Juiliette asked Sophie as the duo walked home.
"Weird. Know what I mean?" Sophie meant about the feelings she was having, sure she wanted to be a mom, it would be great, but then there was Eyeball, how would he react? Would he be responsible? Would her parents kill him then her? How the hell was she going to cope?
Juiliette didn't exactly know what Sophie meant when she said 'weird'; she thought she must be slightly emotional and confused. So she said, "Yeah, I know what you mean," to comfort the girl who could be pregnant.
"Do you think I should tell Eyeball?"
"If you want. You could wait till the results come back so you can be sure."
"Would you?" Sophie asked, needing advice.
"Me?" Juiliette asked, a little shocked, sure she'd thought about having children, but this was so sudden.
"Yeah, if you were in my position?"
"I don't know, Eyeball isn't really my type."
"If you were with Ace, you've been going out for almost 5 months and you could be pregnant with his kid, would you tell him?"
"Probably," Juiliette said, although her mind was churning over the idea of her and Ace having kids.
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~*~*~*~*~Author's Note's~*~*~*~*~
Cutting it off there, the next chapter will be set a few months later when things have developed.
There ya go Sophie, possibility of you and baby.
The whole pregnancy symptoms and feelings have come from my personal experience; I'd like to apologize for the sick bit at the beginning, that has happened to me - I haven't been able to recognise half of the stuff in there.
But there was one time, my and my boyfriend, about 3 years ago, were watching a movie on the couch, I was about a quarter of the way through my pregnancy (not a complete whale yet) and I felt sick, I ran upstairs and puked in the bathroom in the toilet. My boyfriend had followed me upstairs to make sure I was okay (he knew I was pregnant) an he looked down the toilet, rubbed my back and identified most of the things that I had eaten, thus causing me to puke again. Yes, he's a sick bastard, but I love him - much to my parent's disapproval. Lol
Laterz - Lou - ~*X*~
PS - Yey! I hit double digit chapters ::dances::
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Sophie Wren awoke from her sleep feeling nervous, hoping she was wrong, she glanced at the calendar, the large red circle that surrounded the date - Sunday 15 April - proved to her that she had to be worried.
She rose from her bed, and then completely regretted the action. Her stomach flopped and pushed its contents upwards; she ran to the bathroom and quickly stepped over the sink, feeling the vomit pour from her throat and into the white bowl in her bathroom.
She breathed heavily; the run to her bathroom had made her dizzy, she clung to the sides of the sink, afraid that if she let go, she would surely fall to the tiled floor. Her eyes shut tight, not wanting to see the objects that would certainly move in circles around her if he opened them, she concentrating on getting her balance, and making her ragged breaths more slow and calm.
When she felt as if she could open her eyes, she did and looked down into the mess in the sink, the sight made her want to regurgitate again, but instead she held her stomach and stood up straight. Her eyes still looked at the pile that had been in her stomach moments ago, she let out a sigh.
"Funny, I don't remember eating that." She chuckled, which made her feel slightly better; she then cleaned out the sink, hoping the strong bleach would disguise the putrid smell of stomach acids.
After she was done, Sophie walked steadily back to her bedroom and got dressed in blue jeans and a black t-shirt. She walked down the stairs, got a piece of toast, smothered it in jam, grabbed her denim jacket, slipped on her muddy sneakers and walked over to Aurora's house while eating her toast, and getting jam all over her fingers.
Sophie lived on The View, compliments of her rich step-dad, but knew that she didn't fit in, she was a rebel, not a rich priss.
She turned onto a less fortunate street, one that Aurora lived on, and walked up to the house. She knocked on the door to be greeted by Miss James, Aurora's mother, "Hello Miss James." Sophie said dryly.
"Hello Sophie." Miss James replied cheerfully, as if there was something to be cheerful about, which in Sophie's case, there wasn't.
"Can I speak to Aurora?" Sophie said impatiently, wanting to get what was ahead over with.
"I'm sorry, Sophie, but she's not home." Miss James said sympathetically.
"She isn't?" Sophie said, feeling as if she was going to burst into tears in front of the old hag wearing a dress, she needed someone to go with here, she couldn't go alone.
"Didn't I just say that?"
"Yes, Miss James." Sophie said sadly as she turned around to face the cruel world by herself.
"Was it important?" Miss James called to Sophie, who was no walking away from the house.
"No, not really." Sophie said, just loud enough so Miss James could hear what she was actually saying.
Sophie continued to walk to the building that withheld the power of doom behind it's door and walls, trapping unsuspecting people in it's mist of terror.
Sophie stopped before she crossed the road and looked down the street that she was on, Eyeball, but he wasn't any use to her, he wouldn't understand.
She looked again and saw Juiliette's house, Juiliette could understand, although they hadn't known each other long, they had bonded, they were friends, Juiliette had to understand, Sophie needed Juiliette to understand.
Sophie walked quickly down to Juiliette's house, than began to run, praying that Juiliette wouldn't be out like Aurora was on this Sunday morning. Who the hell goes out on a Sunday morning? She answered her own question. Aurora, hopefully not Julie. There was church, but it was 8 o'clock, church didn't open till at least 10 o'clock.
Sophie ran through the long, thick grass, and ran up the porch steps, she banged on the door and checked her watch. Only fifteen minutes left till her appointment.
A man who was obviously Juiliette's father answered the door, obvious because of the very apparent likeness there was between him and Juiliette. The way he smelt of beer and cigarette smoke almost made her stomach want to empty itself again.
"Is Julie home?" Sophie asked, feeling afraid at the way he was taller than her, and looking down at her like she was on display.
"You are?" He asked.
"Her friend." She asked simply, hoping he'd just call for Julie.
"Do you have a name?" He asked flirtatiously.
In your dreams, she thought, not wanting to give him her name, not wanting him to know anything about her.
Thankfully, Juiliette had heard the banging on the front door and walked into the hall, where she saw her father scaring a disgusted looking Sophie.
"Hi Sophie," she called from where she was putting on her sneakers, pulling up the pair of baggy jeans that were hiding her feet.
"Hi Juiliette," Sophie said, obviously grateful for Juiliette coming to the rescue.
"It seems like it was only yesterday that I last saw you." Juiliette stated as she finished putting on her sneakers and walked over to the door.
"It was only yesterday." Sophie said, wanting Juiliette's father to move away from her, it really was too close for comfort, it was too close for breathing room, the smell of alcohol was overpowering, she could of gagged.
Juiliette looked thoughtful, "Oh yeah," she said as realisation seeped into her brain.
"Want to come out?" Sophie asked, glancing at her watch, 11 minutes.
"Sure." Juiliette said as she grabbed her cap, walked out the door and said goodbye to her confused and disappointed looking father.
"No offence, but your dad's a pervert." Sophie said as she shuddered, at the image of his eyes staring at her.
"I know, sorry about that, he can be real creepy sometimes." Juiliette apologised as she put on her cap and slipped her ponytail through the back.
"I don't know, your moms a slut and your dads a pervert. How ever did the two of them meet?"
"I've never asked." Juiliette said. "So what do you want to do, find out where the guys were hiding?"
"Actually, I have something planned, but I need you to come with me." Sophie said.
Juiliette looked at Sophie and saw the expression of sadness on her face. "Okay, what is it?"
"An appointment at the clinic."
"What for?"
"I think I'm pregnant."
Juiliette froze, she couldn't think what to do or say.
"You'll still come with me won't you?" Sophie pleaded. "I'd ask Aurora but she wasn't home, I don't trust any of the guys, and my parents would kill me." Tears were now trickled down her face, she was so afraid, she was only 18, well she'd be 19 in a month, but she was only a kid, she couldn't be pregnant, she couldn't deal with that kind of responsibility.
"Sure, I'll come." Juiliette said, still looking quite dazed from Sophie's news. "What times the appointment?" Juiliette asked as they began to starting walking again, towards the clinic.
"Eight minutes," Sophie answered as she looked at the time on her watch.
"I didn't think the clinic would be open on a Sunday." Juiliette stated, what the hell was she saying? She didn't even know this place had a clinic.
"It is, only because it's the only medical place we have in Castle Rock, its open all the time." Sophie explained.
"What about a hospital?" Juiliette asked.
"The nearest one's in Harlow."
"Long drive."
"Yeah," Sophie sighed.
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When the two girls arrived at the clinic and told the receptionist that the doctor was expecting Sophie, she told them to sit down and wait. The clinic waiting room was empty, and yet they waited for ten minutes, until Dr Sampstone appeared and asked for Sophie.
He had said it was 'okay for your friend to join us'.
They sat in the office at the opposite side of the desk to the doctor; he asked Sophie about he symptoms, to which she replied most of the signs of telltale pregnancy.
Dr Sampstone said it was a high possibility that Sophie was indeed pregnant, but to be sure he would need to take some blood samples.
Juiliette felt slightly nauseous when she saw the needles, they weren't rusty or long, she just had a fear of needles, thankfully for Juiliette though, it was Sophie was getting the things stuck into her arm, while Juiliette had to hold her down on the chair, just in case she jerked.
Dr Sampstone said it would only be a little scratch, hell was he lying, it did look like a little dot, but it hurt a lot more. Sophie winced against the pain, the small wounds always hurt the most, like paper cuts, she guessed getting her legs sliced off wouldn't hurt as much as this elderly doctor took three different blood samples from her arm.
When they'd left Dr Sampstone had told Sophie she should get her results to see if she was pregnant or not in the mail within two to three weeks.
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"How do you feel?" Juiliette asked Sophie as the duo walked home.
"Weird. Know what I mean?" Sophie meant about the feelings she was having, sure she wanted to be a mom, it would be great, but then there was Eyeball, how would he react? Would he be responsible? Would her parents kill him then her? How the hell was she going to cope?
Juiliette didn't exactly know what Sophie meant when she said 'weird'; she thought she must be slightly emotional and confused. So she said, "Yeah, I know what you mean," to comfort the girl who could be pregnant.
"Do you think I should tell Eyeball?"
"If you want. You could wait till the results come back so you can be sure."
"Would you?" Sophie asked, needing advice.
"Me?" Juiliette asked, a little shocked, sure she'd thought about having children, but this was so sudden.
"Yeah, if you were in my position?"
"I don't know, Eyeball isn't really my type."
"If you were with Ace, you've been going out for almost 5 months and you could be pregnant with his kid, would you tell him?"
"Probably," Juiliette said, although her mind was churning over the idea of her and Ace having kids.
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~*~*~*~*~Author's Note's~*~*~*~*~
Cutting it off there, the next chapter will be set a few months later when things have developed.
There ya go Sophie, possibility of you and baby.
The whole pregnancy symptoms and feelings have come from my personal experience; I'd like to apologize for the sick bit at the beginning, that has happened to me - I haven't been able to recognise half of the stuff in there.
But there was one time, my and my boyfriend, about 3 years ago, were watching a movie on the couch, I was about a quarter of the way through my pregnancy (not a complete whale yet) and I felt sick, I ran upstairs and puked in the bathroom in the toilet. My boyfriend had followed me upstairs to make sure I was okay (he knew I was pregnant) an he looked down the toilet, rubbed my back and identified most of the things that I had eaten, thus causing me to puke again. Yes, he's a sick bastard, but I love him - much to my parent's disapproval. Lol
Laterz - Lou - ~*X*~
PS - Yey! I hit double digit chapters ::dances::