I'm Pregnant...and I'm Only 15 {Part 2}

It was a week after the outdoor incident with Jon, and i finally worked up the courage to tell Ashley.
Normally, it would be the first thing I'd do after something like that. But this time it was different.


"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??!" My BFF Ashley blurted out over the lunch table.
"Calm down Ash, its not that big a deal and you're making a scene. Do you want everyone to think we're idiots?"
"Okay, okay sorry. But really, are you serious?"
"Yeah." I said, smiling unvoluntarily.
"You had sex with Jon?" Ashley whispered over the table, just low enough for no one else to hear.
"Yup. Outside, over behind the trees, where no one could see us."
Ashley grabbed my arm whisked me to the bathroom. She looked under all the stalls to make sure no one could hear us talking, and then she put her hands on her hips.
"I can't believe it. You and Jon being a couple was one thing but hooking up? And during school? Haha What the hell were you thinking?"
"It was a spur of the moment thing! We were making out, and then next thing you know I was on the floor and BAM!! It happened."
"Wait a second- it just happened??"
"Yeeeaaaahhhh. Why?"
"You didn't use a fucking condom, you dumbshit?"
"OHMYGOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD WE DIDN'T USE A CONDOM!"
Later that day, after school, Ashley showed up at my house with an oversized bag- which she never carries- she hates them.
"What's going on? Why are carrying that?"
"Don't talk, just come upstairs with me." Ashley demanded, leading me to my bedroom and shutting the door. "Okay, August, take these and put them somewhere safe. Oh, and keep one in your purse."
"WHAT THE HELL? I don't want condoms!"
"Girl, obviously you need them."
Just then, I felt really queesy. I put my hand over my stomach while my body made wierd pulsings through me. Ashley grabbed my ther hand and rushed me into the bathroom in record time just before Ithrew up. I was in there for at least 15 seconds.
"Oh geez, that stinks!" Ashley covered her nose with one hand andheld my hair with the other. "August, now I really think you need this." She shut the door, handed me a First Response pregnancy test and turned around. "I'll be right here in case- well, you know. Take it."
I took the package, and stood up weakly, hardly knowing what to do. An unfamiliar feeling welled in the pit of my stomach. I almost wanted to throw up again.But of course I opened it and peed on the evil white stick. I cried and prayed and hoped to God that I wasn't the p-word.
I cleaned up and walked over to Ashley, not taking my eyes off the little stick. She held me close, but not crying like I was. She ran her hands through my hair, and hugged me like I was her own child. God, the thought of my own child horrifyed me.
Time was up. I picked up the stick and looked down. Tears vigorously ran down my face. The worst pain went throught my body. I fell to floor, sobbing uncontrollably. Ashley held me near, letting out a single tear. AllI heard was "It'll be okay, August. Everything will be fine!"
I couldn't believe what I had done with Jon now. I wanted more than anything to forget it, pretend it never happened. But I couldn't. I was pregnant.