Queen For A Day

Fay arrived at my house three hours later. I’d managed to climb back into bed where I’d been crying all day, although I had managed to text her a few simple words. ‘Come back after work. Please bring a pregnancy text’. She’d sent a hundred texts demanding I explain more, but I wasn’t feeling up to replying. She barged into my room and ran straight up and climbed into my bed with me. I felt her warm hand grasp my cold one and I lay my head on her shoulder. We sat there for who knows long like that, with my crying and her just being my support. Times like this I’m glad she isn’t good at giving pep talks, I honestly just needed someone to be there with me. Eventually I stopped crying.
“Carl, I know you’re upset, but it could be over nothing. Let’s go take the test, then we’ll know if we have a need to be upset.” Fay told me, getting out of the bed. The way she phrased it scared me. If I am pregnant then we do need to be upset? What is that supposed to mean? Sure I was scared of taking the test, but once I knew I could take.. well.. action I guess.
She led me to the bathroom where she handed me the box then waited at the door. I opened it and read the instructions carefully. Ok, pee on the stick then wait. Seems easy enough. I did as the text said then sat on the side of the bath. Fay was still waiting patiently at the door, I knew she wouldn’t want to be in here when I found out. She’s not very good with this sort of thing..
I stared at the stick on the counter intently, trying to block all emotions. Then I saw it. Two little lines, just as I feared. I’m pregnant.
“I’m pregnant,” The words sounded weird to my own ears.
“Cali?” Mariah’s voice came from the door. I barely heard it. “Can I come in?” she didn’t wait for an answer, she slowly opened the door and came in and sat next to me and looked at the test.
“Oh wow, I’m sorry Cali…” She muttered, staring guiltily at the test in my hand.
“You don’t need to be sorry,” My voice was stronger than I thought it would be. Fay was leaning against the door frame. Twisting her mouth as she thought, a somber look on her face.
“So.. now what Carl?” Her buoyant voice asked. I didn’t have any clue. I was completely dumbfounded. I mentally counted the days.
“Ten, it’s only been ten days. That’s like, nothing,” I looked up at my friends.
“Would you get an abortion?” But Fay already knew my answer. Mariah looked freaked out at the question that had just been asked. The thought of abortions didn’t sit well with her.
I shook my head slowly. “I.. I don’t think I could do that. It’s still a baby.. even if its tiny. I think I would regret it if I did. And I have no need to.. I could support a kid couldn’t I?”
Fay looked skeptical. “Cali, this is a big thing you know.. you’re only 23.. you still have plenty of time to have kids in the future.”
“I don’t want to kill it.” I said forcefully.
“I’m with you,” Mariah gritted her teeth standing alongside me and sending Fay a death glare. The blonde girl held her hands up in defeat.
“Ok, ok, it’s your body Carl, but we’ll get through this together ok?” She walked over and pulled Mariah into a hug with me.
“Careful,” I squeaked as Fay almost crushed my bones with her force. That girl was a fucking monster. “You don’t wanna hurt the baby do you?”
I still couldn’t believe I was going to be a mother. At age 23. How the hell was I going to explain to my parents.. and Vic?! Fuck I need to talk to Vic! He needs to have a say in this too..
“I need to tell him!” I suddenly exclaimed.
Fay raised her eyebrow at me. “Who? You never did tell me who the father is..”
“I think it’s Vic..” I mumbled.
“What? Speak up girl!” Fay demanded.
She was going to flip when I told her.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. “Vic’s the father.”
I received a blank stare as the words soaked in. “Vic.. a-as in Fuentes? From Pierce the Veil?..”
I nodded and lead them to my bedroom where I showed them the note I found.
“Fucking shit Cali! You slept with Vic!?” Fay screamed. “Was he good in bed?!”
What the hell Fay.
“I don’t know. I don’t remember it. I don’t remember even coming home. Otherwise I would’ve taken a pill of some sort.” I stated. I’m such an idiot. Why did I drink so much that night…
“Oh, well, he’s put a number on this note. Call it? He said to and this is a pretty good excuse to do so,” Fay said sarcastically. I didn’t have the guts to speak to him.. not yet. How is he even going to react? He probably regrets sleeping with me already. He didn’t even wake me before he left. I’m probably terrible in bed. That’s not what my ex said, but who knows, that asshole lied about other things so that could just be another lie.
“I’ll call it later.. he’s probably busy right now. They are rock stars remember..” Pretty good excuse if I say so myself. My two best friends bought it.

It wasn’t until eight o’clock that night when I was alone, sitting on my bed with the note in one hand and my phone in the other. I had to do it, I had to call Vic. My shaking hand typed in the number slowly and I pressed call. This is going to kill me. How do I explain to a guy who’d had a one night stand with that I’m pregnant? That’s beside the fact that he doesn’t even like me. He’s going to hate me after this.
After a few seconds of silence my phone beeped and a voice came through the speaker, “Hi, the number you have called does not exist, please try again.”
What. I typed the number into my phone again, just to get the same response. He gave me the wrong number? What the hell..

Notes

So I've only just realised how short my chapters are, so sorry about that everyone. I'll try make them longer!

Beth xx