Up The Duff by a Werewolf: Unhinged

"Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit!" I hissed at the pink plus sign on the pregnancy stick, or more like the devils red hot poker stick, in my hands before throwing it against the wall in anger.

I can't be pregnant. I just can't. Just a month ago was my last chance at just having fun with my friends before concentrating on my last year in High School. Shit, school. What the hell am I going to do now?

The sound of knocking on the bathroom door startled me so much that I jumped and screamed.

"Honey, are you all right in there?" My mother's soft voice asked just behind the door.

"Y-yeah mom, I was just washing up before dinner." I said shakily, while turning on the tap.

"Well, okay. Dinner is almost ready, so hurry up."

Ohh God, another problem. What the hell was I supposed to tell my mother? I bit my nail, an awful habit that I still had from childhood.

I rushed out of the bathroom after disposing of the vile stick and washing up before grabbing my cell phone and calling Marissa, my best friend, with urgency.

"Whoever this is is really interrupting my Brad Pitt movie night." My best friend said in an annoyed tone.

I sniffed, "Mar?"

I heard her pause her movie and a rustle of sheets before she finally answered. "What's wrong, Coralie?"

"I-I'm pregnant, Mar..."

There was a long pregnant pause.

"Shit-son!" Marissa hissed, and she let out a long line of curses before demanding to know who the father was.

"I don't know! All I remember from last month was me getting hammered and then making out with this hot dude. With the long-ish black hair..."

"What did you do when you woke up? Did you see him then?" Marissa asked, her tone slightly nervous.

"No. I bolted out of the hotel, which looked expensive, when I heard the shower go off. I don't even remember how I met him in the first place. Let alone want to sleep with him. Sure, he was the hottest man I've ever seen, but..." I trailed off trying to remember his name.

"Well, I'm of no help. I got wasted before you did. It was, after all, the last day of partying like that before we blow our brains out from all of the schoolwork we're going to get. It's amazing I still have brain cells."

I let out a small trill of laughter, ridding my face of the tears I hadn't noticed streaking down my face.

"Well, at least I got you to laugh." She muttered while crunching on something, probably popcorn.

"What am I going to tell my mother? I mean, she's not exactly the meanest person in the world, but when she gets angry all hell breaks loose."

"Girl, I haven't even seen your mother raise her voice. No even after you smashed her Porsche into that tree." She laughed.

I sniffed again, "I guess I was a bit exaggerating there, but I'm still going to get in a shitload of trouble Marissa. A car you keep for a while, but a child means it's yours forever. And I don't know if I could keep something forever without it dying on me in two seconds."

"That is a flat out lie, Cor. And you know it."

"Well then explain your tenth birthday to me. Remember, with Mister Bubbles?" I shuddered at the memory.

"How the hell do you remember that? That was over seven years ago, and it was a fish."

"One second after I got it, the friggin' fish got a heart attack. One...second." I pouted and tears welled up in my eyes.

"...Have you thought of an abortion?" Marissa asked softly, almost as if she was regretting from saying it.

I pondered over that for about a minute.

"...no."

I heard Marissa let out a deep sigh of relief, "Good, because I was more than willing to be an auntie. My damn brother's won't consummate and have kids. I mean, one of them is married for Christ's sake—" She cut herself off and there was another pregnant pause.

"Didn't your mother have you when she was like, sixteen?"

"Yeah... So?"

"So, she's going to be more understanding with the fact that her teenage daughter is pregnant, right?"

"I don't know. I kind of caught the feeling that she didn't want me to follow in her footsteps." I muttered to her, getting slightly annoyed.

"Well of course she didn't want you to follow in her footsteps. What I was trying to say, was that she was going to be more understanding than your Grandmother." I shuddered at the memory of my cold and distant Grandmother. She never ceased to call me a bastard child. She was a lovely old woman.

"A dog has more understanding than my rotting Grandmother." I hissed while wiping my eyes furiously. I had heard my mother calling me for dinner a while back but I had been ignoring her.

I heard a knocking on my door. I muttered a quick bye before snapping my phone shut and glaring at my mother. I was about to spit out something harsh but when I saw what she was carrying, my eyes instantly softened and tears welled up a little bit.

She was carrying a tray of what she had made for dinner, along with my favourite blueberry pie that she had invented just for me.

"I noticed how upset you looked today, with school starting tomorrow, so I made you your favourite dessert." She smiled warmly at me and I waited until she put her tray down before hugging her tightly.

"I love you so much, Mommy." I whispered against her shoulder as I pressed my face against her clothes to breathe in her motherly smell. I wished, no, hoped I was going to be a mother just like her.

"I love you too, Honey. I always have, and I always will."

That was when I broke down and told her everything.

A/N: I am so sorry for not updating my other story. I promise that I will get to that as soon as possible. If I wasn't so busy with school, I would've been typing it right now...

Anyways, I am really excited about this new story. It is like a re-make of the story I had posted a few years back, back in my early writing years when I was a poor poor writer with little imagination, and I had posted it on Quizilla (before they messed it up). It was originally about a young girl that gets pregnant by this man that is a little older than her, she is the same age as Coralie, and yeah. I won't tell too much because that story is still linked to this one.

I hope you like it. Reviews make me happy and will (hopefully) make me write faster. But don't worry, I have a lot of chapters already written. :) If I have any grammatical errors, please tell me.

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