Chapter One- ShockA Chapter by Dawn Dreamer-Eleanor finds out what her consequences from the night a couple of weeks ago are-I dropped the phone, my hands shaking as I clasped them to my head. Tears started rolling down my already flushed cheeks as I slid down the wall and sat on the floor, burying my face in my arms. It couldn't be. I couldn't be. The same thoughts kept repeating themselves, spinning around my head until I thought I was going crazy. I could feel a headache coming up already. Trying to collect myself, I reached out and took the phone, now lying on the grey-carpeted floor. Shakily, I lifted it to my ear. ''I-i'm sorry-'' I stammered, ''-it's a lot t-to p-process.'' ''Of course, ms Felton. I understand. I think it is best if you come here tomorrow morning and have a test done. Only then can we be one hundred percent sure,'' came the voice from the other end of the receiver. ''T-thank you,'' I hiccuped, before covering my mouth in shame. I sounded and acted like a child. At the thought of a child my eyes filled with tears once more. How could this have happened? I hung up the phone, and let myself go. Sobbing, I dragged myself upstairs and crawled into bed. If only I hadn't gone to that stupid party. If only I hadn't drunk so much alcohol. My sobs must have been loud enough to hear over all the house, because I heard footsteps on the stairs and a hurried knocking on my door. My little sister must be home. The door opened slowly and my sister stuck her head around it. ''Are you okay?'' she asked worriedly. I shook my head, feeling very selfish. I should have just said, 'yes, I'm fine, I just had a fight with Cara' or thought of some kind of excuse, but I couldn't bring myself to lie. ''What is it?'' she asked, coming in and closing the door behind her. She made her way to the bed, expertly avoiding the piles of clothes I had thrown on the floor in attempt to get ready for a date. I didn't think there was going to be any date tonight. Nobody would want to be with someone in my condition. I opened my mouth to answer, but no words came out. Instead I choked up and started coughing. Em rushed to my side, and started patting my back. I felt extremely horrible. Here I was, facing my well-deserved consequences from being so irresponsible, and all I could do was cause trouble for my sister. ''Don't worry, Em,'' I said, trying to sound as normal as possible. ''It's that time of the month again.'' I wish. ''I've seen you when you're PMSing, sis. You don't act like this. Come on, I may be two seconds younger, but I'm not dumb. What happened to telling each other everything?'' she asked, gently. She put her arms around me and I laid my head on her shoulder. ''Please don't hate me, Ems. I d-didn't mean to, it j-just happened. I knew I had had t-too many v-vodka's, b-but it was too late. Then today I realized I was t-too l-late and d-did the t-test-'' I couldn't speak. My throat was so choked up from trying not to cry. Em's arms tightened around my shaking frame as my words dawned on her. ''You mean...'' she trailed off, her voice trembling. I nodded, not trusting my voice. I felt bad for putting this stress on her. I thought of screaming 'prank!' but I knew she'd never believe me, and it was too late to back out now. I just didn't want this load on her as well. I had messed things up again. ''-and I won't judge you. Ever,'' Em finished. The words filled me with warmth. Gratefully, I turned so I could hug her, burying my face in her shoulder. I felt her sigh, and she held me closer. ''I love you, sis. Whatever happens. And I'd love to be an aunt.'' I could feel her grinning. ''I'm not sure what I'm going to do yet, Em,'' I drew back. ''Mom and dad are literally going to kill me! I'm- I'm considering abortion.'' I hung my head, ashamed of myself. I was against abortion. It killed me to think of killing an unborn child, weak and defenseless, but right now I couldn't think of anything else to keep my parents from finding out. Em drew back, her jaw clenching. ''You are not going to abort that child, El. Don't you dare!'' ''It's not your decision to make!'' I raised my voice. ''You're not the one carrying a child inside of you! You're not about to get kicked out and disowned by your own parents!'' Em went quiet, her shoulders stiffening. ''Well,'' she said quietly. ''I wouldn't kill a child that was created just because of my stupidity. You did something stupid, it's time to grow up and realize that you have to face the consequences.'' She got up and walked to the door. Just before walking out, she stopped and turned to look at me. ''Good luck with your conscience.''
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5 Reviews Added on December 10, 2015 Last Updated on December 11, 2015 AuthorDawn DreamerProfile picture isn't me!!, United KingdomAboutHey!! I'm Dawn Dreamer, but you can call me Dawn. I love any genre books from Romance to Science Fiction or Chick Flick, except Horror or Thriller... I love writing Fantasy, since I have a very big.. more..Writing
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