Happy Halloween.

35. Doctors, Pills and Phones.

The day before we left for National's in L.A I had the doctors appointment. Minnie didn't say anything to my social worker yet; only if I was pregnant. As I sat there in the waiting room I could see other teenage girls with heavy baby bellies for their appointments. Some of them already had a child with them, meaning they were pregnant for a second time.

"Marley Rose?"

That's me. I stood up with Minnie and followed into the back room where the nurse lead me. She had me do all these check-in's such as height and weight check and asked some other personal questions before she and Minnie left for me to talk among themselves. I sat there alone almost crying.

My phone buzzed. It was Ryder.

Hey, how's the doctors? Everything OK?

I replied back.

Hope so. My stomach hurts.

Then he replied back.

:(
Hope your tummy feels better.

Thanks Ry, :)

The doctor came into the room. "Hello Marley, how are you feeling?"

"I don't know. I hope I'm not pregnant." I said.

"Alright, let's check this out," She said as she grabbed some tube that had the jelly stuff inside. She had me lift my shirt up so she could place the jelly on my stomach and after that she grabbed this tool thing they used for sonograms. She circled around for a few minutes as she examined the screen. I couldn't read her poker face well.

"Well?" I asked. "Am I pregnant? Can you tell?"

She was silent for a few minutes before smiling and saying, "No. Not pregnant."

OH MY GOODNESS! A MIRACLE! "I'm not!?" I cheered.

"No, and no signs that you were ever pregnant." She said to me. As she started to clean up the jelly stuff she spoke some more. "I read you file Marley, you had bulimia a while ago?"

"Yes."

"Did you get your period back recently?"

"A few weeks ago." I said.

"Then this is completely normal. You're period cycle has returned, but it may skip once in a while. This should only last for a few more months. If it still happens like this when school begins in September, call your doctor and talk to them about it."

"So my period is acting, weird? What about the cravings?"

"Maybe you're just craving." She said.

Well that was a miracle. I couldn't believe that I wasn't pregnant! I'm so glad too. Right now would be a horrible time to have a baby especially since I'm in school and I'm working on my cigarette habit.

Minnie was relieved too. She wanted to go party later and celebrate and I just decided to stay home alone.

At home alone I left a message for Lark on his phone, telling him I wasn't pregnant. He didnt' reply yet so I figure he was working or sleeping or getting high.

Damn. I want to get high.

All I had were the last two cigarettes.

Hmmm, Zandra didn't live too far from here. I called her and asked if she had anything I could take and after arguing with her over payment; she said I could have some weed and prescription pills she had gotten from Stoner Brett. I walked over and got them and returned home to my room. I took the lighter and lit the weed and inhaled it. I then took the pill capsules, opened them to let the powder drop on a piece of paper, leaned down and snorted it up. Just like how Zandra told me to do it.

I woke up around nine to my phone buzzing. I had a killer headache and felt like my nose had been bleeding for several hours. I grabbed my phone and answered it. "Raheelo?"

"Marley? It's Sam, where are you?"

"Ram?" I asked with some butcher words.

"Sam, yeah Sleepy, Britt was having that dinner party at her house and it's starting now, but you aren't here yet."

"Britt...Dinner?"

"Yeah. Tina isn't here because she got caught up in a family thing so it's just us and he graduates." Sam told me.

"Hmm, sleep...Zandra...Jane..." I muttered. "Fine...soon...shit."

"Does you're stomach still hurt?"

I hung up and tossed my phone away from me. I rolled over to my stomach and felt instant coldness on my stomach and breasts. I only remember two things; getting high and stripping down to nothing at some point because I'm nude right now. Slowly I crawled into the bathroom and grabbed the handle of the sink to pull me up and I managed to wash my face and wake up. Once done I walked back to my room and grabbed my phone to text Ryder, only too see I sent him a photo.

Of my breasts.

Somehow, thankfully, it was just him. But I saw he had called me a few times. I rang him back and he answered. "Ry?"

"Hey sexy lady, thanks for the picture...but that doesn't seem like you."

"Oh, uh...I wanted...gift you?" I sounded lame.

He laughed. "Well as long as I'm the only one and we delete the proof, we're good."

"Is my face showing? Or any signs that it was me?" I asked. As long as my face didn't show or anything showed, I was safe.

"No, just your breasts that's all." He said. "You excited to National's?"

"Yeah, totally..."

"How's your tummy? Better?"

"Much." I said. "You going to Britt's party?"

"On my way now, aren't you there?"

"No, I fell asleep and I'm just about to shower."

"Okay. I'll drop over and get you while you get ready, okay?"

"Sure." I said. "See you then."

I hung up after that and checked me phone. Shit, I was high enough to take a hundred of them...most of them blurry...and a video of me saying how I loved Ryder and Lark and wanted a threesome with them. I checked to see if I sent any messages to anyone else and I didn't. The only person I sent a message to today was Ryder and Blaine, though Blaine was a conversation this morning about L.A. Quickly I deleted all the photos.

Safe. Thank God I didn't do anything stupid.

I cleaned up the room a bit and then showered and dressed. By the time I put my shoes on Ryder was outside.

The dinner party was fun. Everyone enjoyed themselves and even if I felt like crap I pulled it off with the 'I felt sick to my stomach earlier' card and everyone bought it.

Ryder and I laid in my bed after two rounds of making love. He had an hour before he had to leave. He propped his elbow up and looked down at me. "You excited for National's?"

"Totally." I said. "I'm all excited for this week."