My breath catches in my throat as my eyes land on the two pink lines. What was I going to do? How was I going to tell my parents? I was still a teen. Still in school and wanted to go to college. Tears ran down my face as I placed my hand over my stomach. I didn't know what was going to happen next and I was scared. I just wanted my baby to be okay and I wanted everything to work out.
After drying my tears and making sure I looked decent and shoving the pregnancy test into my pocket, I exited the bathroom and headed for the living room My parents were sitting on the couch like any other Friday night. My mother looked at me with concern on her face. I looked worse then I thought apparently. "Melody, what's wrong," my mother asked. My father grabbed the remote and turned the television off. "Did Matto break up with you?" My attention was back at my mother.
I shook my head as I twirled my hair between my fingers and took a seat in one of the chairs. This was going to be hard. I let out a breath I hadn't noticed I was holding. "Mom, dad," I start. I looked over at my dad and back at my mom. There was no hiding it. They'd find out sooner or later.
I slowly pulled the pregnancy test out of my pocket and handed it over to my mother. She took it and looked at it. Her face full of questions till it registered what she was holding. She dropped the test and raised her hands to her mouth. My father was at my mothers side within seconds. Nothing was said.
It felt like hours but it had only be an agonizing five minutes. "Mom," I started but was interrupted "Go to your room, your mother and I need to talk." My father didn't even glance at me. I knew this was going to be hard but I didn't imagine it'd be this way. I arose from my seat and headed for my bedroom.
I still had to tell my boyfriend that he was going to be a dad. As I entered my room, I pulled my phone out. Would a text be good enough? Should I call? Would I be able to say the words? The questions started swirling around my head. I decided to text Matto and tell him to meet me somewhere.
I didn't know how I was going to tell him. Matto was older then me. He was already in college, while I was still in high school. My parents didn't know he was older then me. They thought Matto was a teenager just like me. Now they'd have to know about him. Fear started to set in. A lot of what ifs whirled in my head.
Soon it was time for dinner. Not a word was said. Everyone ate in silence. As soon as I was finished with my plate, I took my plate to the sink. "May I go out for a little bit?" I was anxious as I waited for an answer. Not knowing what my parents would do. "Where are you wanting to go," my father asked as he glanced up at me. I felt like a criminal.
"To tell Matto.." My voice faded off as my father looked up at me again. "He doesn't know?" He raised an eyebrow and kept watching my every move. I shook my head. "You have twenty minutes." It sounded cold and hard. I wanted to hug my father and cry on my mothers shoulder. I knew it'd do no good now. I nod my head and exit through the kitchen door. I let out a sigh of relief as I enter the cool air outside. This was going to be hard. I climb in my car and head towards the park.
I pulled up and parked my car. Looking around, I spotted him. He was just sitting on a picnic bench. He smiled when he saw me. I got out and started towards him. My heart started to race and I started to sweat. "What did you want to talk about," he asked as he stood up and took my hands. I looked up at him. His perfect smile, smiling down at me. His brown hair messy with his dark brown eyes. He loved me and I loved him. He wouldn't leave me. He couldn't.
I smiled and placed his hand on my stomach. He gave me a weird look as if he didn't know what I was trying to tell him. "We're going to be parents." His smile faded and he pulled his hands from me. "That can't be possible." I was shocked at his actions and his words. I reached my hand out for his and he stepped back. "I thought you were on birth control," he asked looking away from me. "I was but apparently it failed." I couldn't believe what was happening right now.
"I can't do this." I felt dizzy as he spit those words at me like they were knives. "What do you mean, you can't do this?" My voice was shaky and loud. "I don't want any part of that," he said as he pointed at my stomach. "You helped create it." I was almost in tears. "I'm done. Don't call me, don't text me, nothing." With that, he was walking away. Tears spilled over and ran down my face. I fell to the ground on my knees and placed my hands on my stomach. We were gonna be all alone. Matto had given up on us from the start. I was going to be a single mom...
I didn't know how I was going to tell him. Matto was older then me. He was already in college, while I was still in high school. My parents didn't know he was older then me. They thought Matto was a teenager just like me. Now they'd have to know about him. Fear started to set in. A lot of what ifs whirled in my head.
Soon it was time for dinner. Not a word was said. Everyone ate in silence. As soon as I was finished with my plate, I took my plate to the sink. "May I go out for a little bit?" I was anxious as I waited for an answer. Not knowing what my parents would do. "Where are you wanting to go," my father asked as he glanced up at me. I felt like a criminal.
"To tell Matto.." My voice faded off as my father looked up at me again. "He doesn't know?" He raised an eyebrow and kept watching my every move. I shook my head. "You have twenty minutes." It sounded cold and hard. I wanted to hug my father and cry on my mothers shoulder. I knew it'd do no good now. I nod my head and exit through the kitchen door. I let out a sigh of relief as I enter the cool air outside. This was going to be hard. I climb in my car and head towards the park.
I pulled up and parked my car. Looking around, I spotted him. He was just sitting on a picnic bench. He smiled when he saw me. I got out and started towards him. My heart started to race and I started to sweat. "What did you want to talk about," he asked as he stood up and took my hands. I looked up at him. His perfect smile, smiling down at me. His brown hair messy with his dark brown eyes. He loved me and I loved him. He wouldn't leave me. He couldn't.
I smiled and placed his hand on my stomach. He gave me a weird look as if he didn't know what I was trying to tell him. "We're going to be parents." His smile faded and he pulled his hands from me. "That can't be possible." I was shocked at his actions and his words. I reached my hand out for his and he stepped back. "I thought you were on birth control," he asked looking away from me. "I was but apparently it failed." I couldn't believe what was happening right now.
"I can't do this." I felt dizzy as he spit those words at me like they were knives. "What do you mean, you can't do this?" My voice was shaky and loud. "I don't want any part of that," he said as he pointed at my stomach. "You helped create it." I was almost in tears. "I'm done. Don't call me, don't text me, nothing." With that, he was walking away. Tears spilled over and ran down my face. I fell to the ground on my knees and placed my hands on my stomach. We were gonna be all alone. Matto had given up on us from the start. I was going to be a single mom...
