“Well, Miss Rub, the result is back and it’s positive.” Dr. Garrett says. I stared in shocked at her. “You’re kidding.” I gasp. Dr. Garrett shook her head; her gray and brown hair sways as she does that, “The result never lies.” She said. My heart pounded so hard I could barely breathe. Positive. I sighed and stood up from the chair, “Thank you.” Dr. Garrett smiled. “Come back again.”

Yea whatever. As soon as I stepped out of the hospital I cried. I can’t believe this. How the hell am I going to tell my dad and Dimitri?! There. There. It’s alright. How is it alright?! I’m pregnant you dope!

Hey watch that mouth of yours!

I sighed and took out my cellphone and called dad.

“Hello?”

I burst out crying.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong?” His normal voice turned into concern.

“Dad, pick me up.”

“Where are you?” he asks; I heard the TV being turned off and then keys jingling, knowing that he was going to his car. “I’m at…Starbucks.”

“Alright, I’ll pick you up. Stay there.” And he hung up. I closed my phone and walked to Starbucks and sat down on one of the chairs outside.

I looked down at my flat stomach and sighed. I’m 17 and pregnant. I’m not even ready to be a mother!

snorts sure aren’t

glares

I started thinking how it would turn out if my dad and Dimitri found out and there were a lot of negative images. A few minutes later, I saw dad’s truck parked right at Starbucks and I wanted to cry again.

I stood up, shaking, and walked quickly to him and opened the car door and slid inside, shutting the door after me.

He started to drive out of the parking lot and glanced at me a couple of times, checking that I won’t do anything wrong.

“Sky? Is there something wrong?” he asks softly. I looked over at him, tears running down my cheeks. He immediately stopped when the red light went on and hugged me tightly.

“Skyler, what’s wrong? Tell dad and he will kill whoever did anything to you.” I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. That’s my dad.

I sniffed and wiped my tears. “When we get home, I’ll tell you. I promise.” He nodded and drove again when the light went green.

Once we arrive our two story house, I immediately ran into the house and rushed into the bathroom and threw up. Dad was instantly at my side, rubbing my back while I threw up everything I ate this afternoon.

Finally, I was finished and dad handed me water and I drank it, feeling a little better. I walked out of the bathroom and plopped on the couch. Dad sat next to me and patted my legs. “So are you gonna tell me?”

I sighed. Great. How am I gonna put this to him. “Well it’s hard but I’ll do like a picture charade how about that dad?” Dad gave me a look but shrugged anyway.

I took out a notepad and clicked the pen on and drew an eye, and then wrote the word half (have) and then drew a rattle. I handed it to him and he raised an eyebrow. He’s not good at any of these games.

“Okay, let’s see I half, oh have! um…” he looked at the last picture. “I have a rattle?” I groaned. “No dad.”

“I have a toy?”

“Nope.”

“Fun?”

“It’s I’m having a baby!” I snapped at him. It was silence after that. And then he snapped.

“What?!” he stood up and looked down at me. My dad, at age 35, you would likely to find him aging but I don’t know how he does it but there’s no gray hair, no wrinkles. And he’s a big man. So yea. I’m scared right now.

pees in its pants

Ahahaha! Oh wait that should have been me

“I…I’m pregnant?” I squeaked. He sighed. “Dammit, Sky! You’re 17, how?!” He snapped again. I sat down.

“If your mother was here, what do you think she’ll say?” He asks. I looked down. “That I’m not a good daughter.” I softly spoke. He sat down next to me and took me in his arms; rocking me a little.

“No, you’re a good daughter. It’s just everything’s been complicated after your mom left.” And it was. She confessed that she had been cheating with another man who was much younger and she wanted a divorce with dad. And now she’s living with some woman about 3 miles away from where we lived. That’s a load of bullshit don’t you think.

“I know, I know dad, but please don’t tell mom.” My voice quivered again. Dad shook his head and hugged me tighter. “No, I won’t tell her. But you need to answer my question. Who got you pregnant?”

I sniffed. “Shdimitri.” I muffled through his shirt. “What?” he asks, not catching the name.

I said it clearly this time, “Dimitri.”

He sighed and rubbed his eyes. “I should have known…Sky, I love you and no I won’t kick you out or anything, I love you too much to do that.” I smiled and he continued, “But, you need to tell Dimitri.” My smile was gone.

“But dad…” He shook his head. “Sorry, sweetie this is between you and Dimitri. I need to finish dinner.” I pulled away from him to let him go to the kitchen.

I took out my cellphone and punched in the familiar numbers and stared at the screen, not wanting to press the ‘call’ button. I pressed call and waited. After three rings, the phone was picked up and when I heard that “hello?” My entire body froze.

A/N: Yea I started a new story :P Don’t panic I’m still continuing the other stories.