I slipped the ring onto my finger, it fit like a gem. Erika pushed me down the hall at a steady rate, avoiding my eyes. She seemed almost mad, but I bet there was something else troubling her.
Erika and I drove home in silence. She would glance every now and then at my finger, but didn't say anything. I was gripping the ring box in my left hand, to the point where my knuckles were turning white. We didn't say much the whole ride home. She probably knew more then She was telling at the moment.
Erika dropped me off at my house , walked me in and congratulated me out of earshot of my parents before leaving. I hid the ring box in my sock drawer, and I had the ring securely on my finger. I pulled the lock of hair, that I had taken from Bradin, I placed it between two pages of my diary. I maneuvered my way around the house and into the dining room, where I told my mother of the days encounter with Bradin. I forgot to mention the part where we kissed, or the part with the ring, but for the most part it was semi accurate.
I went to bed after a quiet dinner, and slept aimlessly. I dreamt of the ocean which made me happy. Just watching the surf, and hearing the ways. The next morning, I was sick to my stomach. I squirmed out of bed, and used one crutch to get to the bathroom. I vomited a few times, and thought maybe I'd eaten something bad. I had a bad feeling that food was not the case of my sickness. I lay sprawled out on the bathroom floor till 11:00, when the nausea subsided. My mother, had a worried look on her face when my nausea subsided. She didn't let on that something was wrong though.
I felt strange all day, very unusual things kept happening. I would have a food craving for something I didn't even like. I was in the shower, when all the sudden I started to crave macaroni and cheese. I hadn't had macaroni and cheese for years, not since I was a little girl. I didn't tell my mother though, about this craving. Another problem, was that I'd walk through the house and it smelled funny. I thought at first maybe it was me, but then it wasn't.
Before bed I snuck into the den. I got on the family computer and looked up ways to tell if you are pregnant. I read through a series of websites that confirmed my belief that I was pregnant. I had only once slept with Bradin, and we had used protection, how did this happen?
The next morning I awoke earlier then I usually do, and felt weak again. I got up and to the bathroom, without anyone hearing. I drank water from the tap and concealed the fact that I had vomited a couple times. I went back to bed, before my mother woke.
When my mother came in, I told her my arms were sore so we worked on my lessons in bed. I felt better and told mother that I was less sore at 2:00, so I had time to call Bradin.
What would I say to him?