“Excuse me, miss? Are you okay in there?” a girl asked.
“Yes, I’m fine, thanks,” Alexandria whispered while coming out of the stall.
“It sounded like you were dying in there,” the girl joked.
Alexandria washed her face and stared in the girl’s direction. “Believe me, I wish I were.”
“Well, you take care of yourself. You only have one body and one life.”
“Thanks for the advice,” she retorted.
Alexandria walked out of the bathroom still feeling queasy. While strolling to her car, she wondered if she were overreacting. There was still hope because her parents didn’t know she was failing her classes, and they certainly didn’t know she was pregnant. She didn’t know much about pregnancy, but she was sure she wouldn’t start showing for another couple of months. She figured that would give her some time to think everything through.
As she pulled up to her house, she started to get nervous. Doubt started to sink in, along with sweaty armpits, and she couldn’t convince herself that she could pull it off. She’d never been a good liar, and to top it all off, her parents were very smart and observant. They could both read people like nothing she’d ever seen. When she walked into the house, she was afraid to move. She’d seen her father’s car outside on the way in, which only worsened her anxiety because he never came home before five. Her mother worked from home, but it was odd that he was home so early. She felt the vomit trying to push its way out of her throat, so she quickly gulped it back down and made a beeline for the stairs.
“Alexandria, is that you?” Georgia yelled.
“Yes, it’s me! I got out of class early!” she croaked. She could feel the rawness in her throat from all the vomiting, but she was more upset that she couldn’t make a clean getaway. She walked by the kitchen and saw both her parents sitting at the table. They looked suspicious and uneasy, but she couldn’t permit herself to question anything at that time.
“Hey, guys, I’m not feeling too well, so I’m just going to go to my room and take a nap,” Alexandria said.
“Is everything okay? Are you hungry?” Georgia asked.
“I think it’s just a bug that’s been going around.”
Eye contact was not a mistake she was going to make, so she walked slowly upstairs and took a shower. Afterward, she cried herself to sleep. When she awoke from her nap, she felt confused and nauseous. For a short moment she forgot she was pregnant. “Oh no!” she squealed. She hopped out of bed and sprinted to the bathroom to puke once again. “What am I going to do?” She knew she couldn’t hide out upstairs forever, so she decided to get dressed and head downstairs before they became suspicious. As she headed down, her dad was standing at the foot of the stairs like a drill sergeant. His disappointed expression made her legs wobbly.
“Your mother and I need to talk to you.” He grunted and walked away.