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"Do you know what frustrates me the most about all this?" I asked somewhat angry as I entered Biko's beat up truck, after we had bought what we had come for.
"Let me guess, the uncomfortable feelings, the nausea, the need to clean?" he answered with a little sarcasm.
I sighed. "It's the looks people give me when I'm in a store or walking down the street... Thanks for doing this for me."
"You are very welcome! You're my girlfriend. What else am I supposed to do?" he said rubbing my hand.
I sat there for another moment, my heart beating. Then I remembered Alex (the girl I had met at the doctor's office, not the psycho arrogant creep). "I just keep thinking of this girl I saw in the pregnancy office a little while ago. She couldn't have been older than thirteen and she was pregnant. I wish I had gotten her number or something."
"You could call the doctor's office and ask for it," he said trying to be positive but knowing full well that it would be impossible to get the number from them.
I heaved out a sigh when we got to the campus. We had to drop off the stuff at my dorm. I also went to speak with the principal. He said that I had a month and than it would be too much of a distraction and too close to my due date if I stayed after that. I had one month to find myself a liveable home and save up for three more months for the baby to come.
When Biko helped me with the boxes into our room Tammy was beside herself. She kept yelling all over the place, "Oh my gosh, you're pregnant? I knew it! I knew it!"
I looked her square in the eyes. "You tell anyone about this and I will suck your eyeballs out with a straw and eat them on toast," I said sternly. Of course I wouldn't do it. I wasn't some sort of cannibal but Tammy was too stupid to know I was joking, so she just scrambled out of the room as fast as she could. Pretty soon everyone was outside our dorm room trying to peek at me and see if the rumours Tammy had just told them was true. I fell on the bed crying. Biko and Elise sat next to me. "I'll be the laughing stock of the entire school in a few minutes…" I said in between sobs.
"Yes, you probably will," Elise said. I looked at her. "So in this case, there is only one thing to do…"
"And what is that?" I asked.
"Dear Jesus," she started and Biko and I bowed our heads and followed her lead. "We come before you with Kelsey. You know that she's pregnant and you also know how people will gossip about her and Alex."
"Please give them the peace they so desperately need," Biko continued. I couldn't believe it. My boyfriend was actually praying for the guy I had cheated on with. "We ask Your Spirit to calm their nerves, as well as the baby's."
"Help Alex come to know You through Kelsey," Elise added.
"Kelsey also needs a place to stay in a month. So could you please make something available? And help Kelsey feel close to You and remind her that You adore her and that You're always with her."
"Help her be able to ignore all the mean comments and looks that will come her way."
"Thank you that You promised never to abandon us."
"Thank you for forgiving us when we mess up," I added.
"Give Kelsey the strength she needs to take care of the baby boy inside her."
"Jesus, thank you that I have such great friends who hold me up with You, when I can't do it myself. Thank you especially for Biko, who's been able to forgive Alex and me. In Your precious beautiful name we all pray, Amen."
"Amen," Biko said and squeezed my hand.
"Amen," Elise said.
"Amen," said a voice I did not recognise. I turned to look cross the room and there sat Corrine, on her bed, earphones off her ears.
"Hi, I didn't know you were listening…" I said.
"Are you a Christian?" asked Elise beginning to be excited.
"No," Corrine said. "Don't get any ideas." With that she put back on her music and remained silent.
Just as I had suspected, the next day I heard the whispers. They wouldn't talk when they thought I could hear them, but I knew they were all watching, all talking. After three weeks I was really starting to panic. I only had one week left until I would have to leave and the baby was getting bigger with each day. I was really starting to show now and it was getting harder and harder to climb all those stairs in time for class. Then one day, I was at my breaking point. God, please! I don't know what to do. I need a place to stay. I-"
"Kelsey!" screeched Elise from inside our room and came running out. "Kelsey!"
"What?" I asked taken aback.
"Oh my gosh! I got a letter from my parents this morning! Oh! You see, I wrote to them about you, I hope you don't mind, because, because now, you have a place to stay!"
"What do you mean? I don't even have the money to afford an apartment."
"Who needs an apartment, when you have a fully furnished house with your very own room? Oh! This is so great. Okay, okay, okay. You know how my mom and dad are missionaries in Uganda? Well, they've been working there ever since I was born and they've decided to take a break for a few years! Guess where they are going on furlough? Canada!"
"Wait a minute. What's furlough or whatever?" I asked.
"Furlough is the period of time where missionaries go back to their originating country to relax and take a break from the mission field. So… guess which province they are going back to? Guess!" I shrugged my shoulders. "British Columbia!"
"No way! This is way more than a coincidence. Way too freaky," I continued.
"Plus, they just bought a new house and it has a huge spare room, already furnished with a bed, a desk, a computer, and a television built into a wardrobe, and get this, when my parents told the owners of the house about who the room was going to be for, they went out and bought diapers and all this baby stuff!"
"No way! This, wow, this can't be happening."
"So, my parents and I want to know if you would consider staying with us while we are in B.C.?" she finally asked.
"Elise… Are you sure you want me to stay with you. I mean, when the baby cries, he's going to be up at all hours of the night and…" I replied. I could not accept this sort of kindness from Elise anymore. I would just have to wait for God to show me what to do.
"Kelsey, this is what we've all been praying for. This is your sign from God," she said as if she was reading my thoughts. "Please. I want you to come. If you want, you can pay a little rent or something. It's not charity. Is it a deal?"
"Yeah. I don't know how to thank you."
"Raise a healthy baby in God's eyes, would be a start."
"It's a deal," I said and hugged my best friend. That night at the Christian Fellowship in our dorm, I thanked God openly and told everyone how much God answered prayers. I could tell He was happy.