Finding out (Old writing)

No.” I whispered, clutching the bathroom sink. But surely enough, it was a yes. This was supposedly the best at home test in the country, and of course, there was a positive sign. I screamed, because nobody was there to watch. I threw the test into the garbage can, and banged my head against the wall. “This can’t be happening!” I cried.

 I was a teenage celebrity, I couldn’t just be pregnant. I shuddered at the word. Little kids looked up at me, and their parents were expecting me to be a good role model. How could I be pregnant? The answer was a one night stand with the Hollywood bad boy, Micah Gabbin. I slumped down against the wall, put my hands over my face, and cried.

 Abortion was out of the question, I knew that the second I saw the positive sign. Adoption was an option, but I couldn’t really give up my own child. My own child. I repeated the simple three words in my head over and over again. But, I was only 16, I couldn‘t keep a child, especially when I was a celebrity. My career had took off a year ago, when I was discovered in a singing contest at the mall.

 Now I was one of the most famous singers in America, and I was pregnant. This was something I would think about later, but right now I needed to contact Micah. I thanked the lord that he had called me the night after, a booty call, and that I had his number in my recent calls list.

 I walked towards my room, where my phone was sitting on my dresser. I scrolled through the list of calls, and found his number. Then, I dialed it. I took a deep breath.

“Hello?” A husky voice said. “Micah?” I said, although I already knew it was him. "Yeah. Is this Kassie Carter?" He asked.

"Yeah, its me. I have something to tell you."

"Shoot." He said. "I-I-I'm pregnant." I said. I heard a sharp intake of breath and then...Click. I gasped. I knew he wouldn't take it well, but I thought he would at least say SOMETHING. I collapsed onto my bed and began to cry again.

After a few minutes of crying, I heard the front door open. My mother. "Kassie, are you home? We have to go to the recording studio soon." She called through the house. "I'm in here." I choked out between sobs. She walked into the room and crossed over to my bed, and began to smooth the hair on my forehead. "Whats wrong baby?" She asked. "I'm pregnant." I cried. I looked at the shocked expression on her face and waited for her to speak.

Author's Note

Yeah Yeah, I know my punctuation sucks.

Reviews

[nostal]

I think this is kind of really original.
A bit of a pleasure to read.
Good job.