Pregnant By A Psycho novel Chapter 28

"How are you feeling?" Eros asked.

"I'm fine." I respond getting out of the bed.

"If you were fine angel then you wouldn't have faint and I wouldn't have to carry you." Liam said angry.

"Don't talk to her like that." Eros said and Nurse April came in.

"I took some test but the results are not back yet so I would suggest you go home and rest. If something serious is going on with you then I'll call you." Nurse April said. She was always a very kind nurse and made sure she wasn't racist or anything because our last nurse was fired because of how she treated us.

"Thank you." I smiled at her before leaving and I could hear Eros and Liam arguing. I didn't bother interrupting there boring conversation because I knew I would just make it worse. Right now all I could think about is what could possibly be wrong with me.

Liam refused to attend the rest of the classes that was left - instead he took me home and didn't leave. The next morning I quickly got ready for school and I was in such a hurry that I didn't bother waiting for Liam. I quickly went to Nurse April because she wanted to see me, she said it was urgent and I knew if she ever send someone a message it's definitely bad news.

I kept thinking if maybe I'm dying.

I entered her office and I quickly took a seat playing with my fingers nervously and praying. Praying that just maybe she says my iron is low and stuff. I watched her face as she open my file and greeted me. I greeted back with a smile but that still didn't help me. I needed to know what the hell is wrong with me.

I know no one is ever young to die but I don't want to die now before I kill my parents killers.

"Stacey, honey do you know that you are in fact pregnant and you know the school rules especially when you the exams are coming soon. There's no way you can try to get an A with your body changing a lot. I know you teenagers are horny but I warned you so many times to use protection. I don't support abortions but just because you too young to have a baby I'll support your decision but whoever the father is..." She kept blabbing the whole time but all I could think about was her first sentence.

I'm pregnant.

I can't be. There's no way I'm carrying a baby. I'm just seventeen, I didn't even turn eighteen yet. I can't seriously be pregnant.

And abortion? I'll never do that because I know I'm not pregnant.