Testing Times.
"Honey, you're pregnant."
Gabriella slammed her head down on the toilet seat at her best friend's and roommates words. She groaned when it hit, a small pain releasing, and her shaky legs brought her to her feet. Clutching onto the sink, her knuckles turned white with the pressure, and she turned to her friend to reply.
"No. I'm. Not." She forced the words from her mouth.
Her roommate, clad in small shorts and a tank top which she slept in, put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes.
"It's incredibly obvious Gabs. For a person as smart as you are, I'm kind of surprised you haven't realised yet."
Gabriella scowled at her friend as she brought her face up to the mirror and stared. Her hair was greasy and tangled, her eyes were puffy, bloodshot and baggy. And her lips trembled like she was about to cry. Seeing this, Sharpay rushed to her side, rubbing her arms comfortingly. "Honey, it'll be fine. Pregnancy is a beautiful thing…"
Gabriella turned around sharply, knocking Sharpay off balance as she steadied herself. Anger and pain reflected in Gabriella's eyes.
"For the last time, I'm not pregnant. This has nothing to do with me not being ready, or anything like that. I'd love to be a mother, but not in these circumstances. But it really doesn't matter anyway, because guess what? I'M NOT PREGNANT!"
Sharpay looked down at the floor. "Gabriella, you're being stupid."
Gabriella flung her arms in the air. "I'm not being stupid, I know I'm not pregnant!"
Sharpay crossed her arms and went into teacher mode, something she had become very good at recently. "If you're not pregnant, explain this. You had sex, unprotected might I add, with Troy Bolton. From then on you've been sick every morning and sometimes in the evening. You haven't been able to sleep due to uncomfortable cramps in your stomach,' She pointed her finger at Gabriella's belly, and Gabriella hand came around to protect it. 'You've been complaining about how tender your breasts have been and about how you've 'put on some pounds', and you've got pimples and oily skin. Explain Gabriella! Explain how you aren't pregnant!"
Gabriella's body slumped to the floor, the bath tub supporting her slowly aching back. Bringing her knees to her chest, the tears she shed trickled down onto her pyjama bottoms, and she sighed. "It… might just… be… a bug." She whimpered pathetically.
Sharpay came down to her side, her rant making her want to comfort her friend. "Honey, it's not a bug. And deep down you know it isn't too. You're just too scared to admit it."
Gabriella's fingers wiped away a few tears, before she leant into her friend. "But Sharpay, this is so messed up. I'm not ready for this. This isn't how it was meant to go." She wailed.
Sharpay rubbed her shoulder. "How was it meant to go Gabi?"
"He was supposed to be here! And we were supposed to be happy. Together. Forever. The whole shebang! When we met 8 weeks ago, God that's nearly 2 months, it was like everything was settling into place. I'd had dreams, Shar! Dreams! Its so pathetic, but I believed he'd come back, sweep me off my feet and we'd get married. Honeymoon love, on the beach, late night walks, the whole thing. Then we'd start popping out babies. Not like this. And do you know what makes it even worse? The fact that he'd nowhere to be seen. He won't be here with me. To hold my hand…"
"That's what I'm here for." Sharpay whispered encouragingly. Gabriella turned and hugged her.
"I don't know what I'd do without you." She murmured.
Sharpay helped Gabriella up, and led her to the sink. Sharpay wet a face cloth, letting the water warm with her fingers under the tap. Damping the towel, she brought it up to Gabriella's face and wiped away the tears that had collected. "You're still just as beautiful, Gabriella."
Gabriella smiled a watery smile, "Thanks, Sharpay."
After putting the cloth back on the hand rail, she turned to Gabriella, who had suddenly become green. She face creased with worry.
"Gabriella?"
Gabriella pointed to her mouth, before turning around sharply and running to the toilet. She collapsed down on her knees, moaning, and was sick. Once again. Sharpay gathered up her hair, and wrinkled her nose at the stench. After she was finished, Sharpay flushed the toilet, ridding the stench and muck away, and helped clean Gabriella up. She settled Gabriella down on the toilet seat to collect herself, and watched as Gabriella sighed.
"What are we going to do with me, Sharpay?"
Sharpay rubbed her knee. "Well, first things first, I'm going to get you a pregnancy test. You are… eh… going to keep the baby, right?"
Gabriella nodded her hear quickly. "Oh, gosh yes. I'm not a big fan of abortion."
Sharpay smiled encouragingly. "Okay. Well then, since it's the weekend you don't have to go into work, so I'd suggest getting back in bed, and drinking lots."
Gabriella wrinkled her brows, confused. "Why drink lots?"
Sharpay rolled her eyes at her friend. "For the pregnancy test." She replied in a duh tone.
"Ah, gotcha."
Sharpay helped Gabriella back to her bedroom, her legs still not totally stable from being sick twice. After getting tucked up in the covers, Sharpay announced she was going to get the tests, and she'd be back soon. Gabriella was left alone, with a large bottle of water beside her.
She took a sip, loving the feeling of the refreshing water draining through her body. She sighed. Okay. She was p-r-e-g-n-a-n-t. She still couldn't say the word completely. Partly because she was scared of realising the truth, and partly because it was, just plain scary. She'd never had thought she'd be having a baby when she was just 23, and without the father by her side. She dreams were something she'd vowed to make reality. She'd wanted the father to be there, and she'd wanted Troy to be the father the most. God, she loved him. And she was carrying his baby. What a scary thought!
She turned onto her side, a cramp starting to appear. She was, maybe, pregnant. But deep down she knew she was. She wasn't sure how to feel about that. Happy; she was giving another life to the world. Or sad; because she wouldn't have Troy to help her through it.
Closing her eyes, she tried to sleep. She was tired, it had been a long day already.
"Gabriella." Sharpay whispered.
Gabriella barely stirred.
"Gabs, I'm back." Sharpay said louder to her ear.
Gabriella moaned gently.
"Gabs, I've got the tests." Sharpay shook her friend's shoulder and eventually Gabriella's eyes flickered open. She groaned when she saw Sharpay.
"Go away."
Sharpay smirked. "No, I've got the tests and you're going to pee even if your bladder can't. Get up, come on."
After a few minutes, and a few shoves of Sharpay, Gabriella stumbled along to the bathroom, sitting sleepily on the seat. "Right, hit me with it then."
To say Gabriella was reluctant, was a understatement.
Sharpay emptied a large carrier bag into the bath, several boxes coming out. Gabriella groaned. How many did Sharpay buy? Gabriella's eyes scanned the tub carefully, sleep getting in the way so she had to start counting again. Finally, she shook her head at Sharpay.
"Twelve boxes! How many babies am I having here?"
Sharpay put her finger to her chin. "That's a point actually. You might have twins, or triplets. Oh, can I have one?"
"Sharpay, shut up. I'm only having one. Hopefully. But seriously, why so many boxes?" Gabriella crossed her arms over her slightly larger than normal stomach.
Sharpay sat on the side of the tub, picking up several boxes. "Well, when I got to the store, there were so many kinds. So many different boxes. Like this one for example,' She held up a box for Gabriella to see, 'it says 'Nice & Easy', so I thought, well that'll suit us. I mean, we don't want anything too hard to use. How hard can this be. And then I saw these,' She held up a different box, 'and it says it shows you the result in 30 seconds flat. Now that, that is impressive, y'know. And then I saw these,' She held up two boxes and Gabriella rolled her eyes. 'and I bought them, just because they had flowers on the box. Pretty, don't you think?"
Gabriella smiled at her friend. "I think you went over board, Shar."
Sharpay sighed. "But I didn't. Anyway, some might be faulty, so the more you use the surer you will be. I do have brains up here you know." She pointed a manicured nail to her head.
"Okay, okay. Lets just get started." Gabriella stood up ad lifted the toilet seat. She wasn't ashamed since Sharpay was there. She'd spent the whole of college with her, they had no secrets now.
"Oh, try this first, it's got pretty lilac flowers on." Sharpay handed her the box.
She pulled the strange contraption out, letting the box fall to the floor. Sharpay picked it up, pulled out the instructions and read. "Basically, just stick it in the toilet, pee on it, then wait for it to 'season', as it says here."
Gabriella snorted, but did as it said. After that, she laid it on her sink counter and waited.
"Might as well try another one while we wait." Sharpay considered.
Gabriella sighed. "Alright then."
Sharpay handed her another box and she did the same thing. She laid it on the counter beside the other one, her eyes closed so she couldn't see. She pulled up her underwear and trousers, and sat back on the seat.
"Another one?"
Gabriella shook her head. "Lets just wait."
She played with her hands on her lap while she waited. A strange nervousness came onto her, and her stomach flipped. She was scared of the results, and it didn't help that Sharpay was now pacing.
"Shar, can you sit down, you're making me nervous."
Sharpay slumped to the floor, "Sorry."
A few minutes passed and the room was silent. Sharpay looked at her watch and then looked at her friend, who looked like she might be sick with nerves. "Gabs. I think it's time." Sharpay whispered.
Gabriella nodded, while she stood up, facing away from the counter.
"Do you want me to look with you?" Sharpay asked, ready to help her friend.
Gabriella just shook her head, before breathing deeply and turned around to her fate. She blinked her eyes rapidly, and her stomach fell.
"What does it say?"
Gabriella heard Sharpay's question but didn't reply.
She just watched the small little plus sign stare back at her, taunting her.
A/N; So, yes, she is pregnant, but of course she would have been because this story is about her being pregnant! This was a little shorter than normal, but I have some other writing I want to do, so I wanted to get this up first. I'll try and update sooner, so the more reviews I get, the quicker I update...
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