"I'm dead." I cried and cried. I locked myself
in my bedroom. Should I tell my parents? Should I tell my
friends? My phone rang. Teri. I can't answer. I just silenced it,
I can't talk.
My little sister came up to my room, "Tyler! Why are you up
here?"
"No reason, Angie, just hanging around."
"Oh, ok, but dinner is ready."
"I'll come down soon, ok?" She left. This will be a silent
dinner.
Apparently, my mom said I was being a little bitchy and took my
cell away. Oh crap! I have talked to John about me being pregnant
on that! She's gonna kill me. When she went grocery shopping
as I was eating pickles and ice cream, I erased the messages.
Thank God.
At school Monday, I talked to Missy and Teri. "Wow, you finally
did it! Good for you! Haha." Missy spoke.
"Was it amazing?" Teri asked.
"Yeah, I guess. But, I have something to tell you."
"No! No, Tyler, no you can't." Missy said.
"Yes, I am, guys. I'm pregnant. And I swear if you tell anyone I
will kill you."
"Not even Will?" Teri pleaded.
"No, not even Will, ok? Not your boyfriend's."
"Ok. See you in math, I'm sorry." Missy walked away.
"Yeah, we're here, ok, Tyler?" Teri touched my arm.
"Ok, byee."
After school that day, I met with John. I had to talk to him. I
was angry, sad, happy, oh I didn't know what to feel. Why hadn't
he used a condom???? I can't believe him!
"Hi, baby." John hugged me.
"Hi. Why didn't you use a condom???? You know I would
get prego!"
"I-I don't know, Ty. I guess I forgot. It's ok."
"No it isn't!!! John, how could you forget?!?!?! That's not
a small mistake. That's a life's burden! I can't believe you!"
Mood swings, you gotta love 'em. Well, I needed to get that
out anyways. I stormed away toward my house.
"Call me tonight . . . ?" John yelled.
