Another day went by, and as usual it started with me throwing up. School, was a mess. My teachers are starting to notice my behavior. Every class I went too, all I heard was:

"Ms. Kerwin, are you okay? You haven't been acting like yourself."

I know I haven't been acting like myself, but I don't need every goddamn teacher asking me the same thing over and over! My life is screwed is so screwed up…I can't be Miss perfect anymore, it's not me, I just can't live up to people's expectations anymore. It's too much for me. Everyday I find myself breaking down, I cry myself to sleep…and no one notices. My mom is too caught up in Toby's problems that she barely knows what's going in with me. What about my life? What about my feelings? Does anyone care?

"Mom, I'm home!" I yell as enter my house, and as usual no one's here. As I reach my room I started to get one of my dizzy spells I've been having lately. I just had to lie down, and concentrate on something. This was becoming to be a routine. Wake up, throw up, go to school, throw up again, come home have a dizzy spell and be depressed. Some routine, huh?

When did my life become such a mess? Oh yeah…I remember the day I took ecstasy, that was the worst day of my life. That was the day I messed up everything and I'm still paying for it.

My phone started to ring, who could be calling me?

"Hello?" No one answers.

"Hello?" I repeat.

"Ah…hello?" the voice asks. I didn't recognize this person's voice.

"Who is this?"

"Hi Ashley, it's Paige," She shakily said. Paige? Calling me? This had to be a mistake.

"Paige, why are you calling me?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"Is this a joke? Because if this is, I swear Paige, I'll…" I began. Paige wouldn't call me…at all. This had to be a joke…a cruel joke that I didn't want to be the subject of.

"Chill, Ash. I just wanted to see if you were okay." She stated. Yeah right, like she would really want to know if I was okay. I don't give a damn about her, and I'm pretty sure she feels the same way.

"Yeah right Paige. Like you would really want to know if I'm okay!" I shouted at her.

"Ashley, calm down. I'm trying to be nice here," Paige said.

"Look…I'm sorry. I've just been so stressed lately." I confessed. Since when did I tell my problems to Paige? What is going on with me?

"I can tell you've definitely been acting strange, are you sure you're not bulimic or something? Sometimes Paige can be so dense.

"No, Paige. How many times do I have to tell you?" I asked/laughed a little, if she asks me that question one more time, I swear I'm gonna explode. It was the first time I actually laughed/smiled in awhile now.

"Sorry…I'm just checking. People are worried about you especially…" She began.

"Especially Craig, right?" I asked. That was another one; people have started to tell me.

"I know he's worried, but I just need some space."

"Hun, well are you sure your okay?" Paige asked again.

"No…I'm not sure. Something's definitely wrong with me. It can't be normal for anyone to throw up almost every hour and get dizzy spells."

"Maybe your pregnant," Paige said coolly. What was she crazy? I can't be pregnant…I'm not pregnant, that couldn't happen to me.

"Ash are you still there?" Paige yelled…I still couldn't grasp what she said. The words Pregnant and I should not be in the same sentence…ever.

"Y-yeah," I shakily replied.

"I'm being serious, you should take a pregnancy test just to be on the safe side." Maybe I should listen to her…

"Mmm hmm." That was all I could manage to get out. I was still shocked that she even suggested that.

"Okay good. Well Hun, I gotta get off the phone, bye."

"Bye." I whispered, hanging up the phone. What if Paige was right? What if I was pregnant?

~*~*~*~

The next day, I came home and as usual no one was home. Which was a good thing, for today. I decided to take Paige's advice and take a pregnancy test.

I closed the door in the bathroom and read the directions. They were pretty simple (now I don't know if these are the exact directions, so bear with me). If it's one line you're not pregnant and if it's two you are. It will take 5 minutes to determine it.

I looked down at the stick as I sat on the toilet. So far a minute has passed…I was so nervous. My hands started to shake…what was I gonna do if I ended up pregnant? How was I gonna raise a baby? I can barely take care of myself, how was I gonna take care of a baby at that? Craig and I couldn't raise a baby…he can barely keep an eye on his little sister.

2 minutes pass, as I sit in the bathroom still staring at the test. 3 minutes to go. I close my eyes as the tears slide down my cheek. Why was I crying? I didn't even see the results yet…maybe I was having one of my emotional breakdowns.

Another minute passes…only 2 more to go. In 2 minutes my life could be over. Stop thinking so negative Ashley! Everything's going to be okay…it was almost time. Could this test go any faster? 1 more minute to go. I start counting the seconds in my head. 59, 58, 57, 56, 55, 54, 53, 52, 51…

I start to get nervous, my hands started to shake and I had this nauseating feeling in my stomach. 38, 37, 36, 35, 34, 33, 32, 31, 30, 29…

As the time gets closer my determination to see the results fades away, and fear takes its place.  20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10. I wipe the tears of my face as I prepare for the results. It's funny how this little stick is holding my future…my fate.

9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

It was time, I looked down at the test and there it was simple as that, I…

Well that's it for this chapter…so what do you guys think? Do you think she's pregnant or not? Or do I have something else in store? The only way you'll find out is if you review.