Chapter 3

The sound of a person vomiting echoes through the walls of Amelia's bathroom. She is sitting down in front of the toilet while gripping the toilet seat. She felt weak and nauseated. The moment she woke up, nausea had already taken over her body and she quickly ran to her bathroom.

'What is happening to me?' she thought as she washes her mouth.

She got out of the bathroom, feeling weak from vomiting too much. The first time that she vomited was the day before when she was eating her favorite food, fried rice topped with egg when all of a sudden, the smell of egg made her disgusted and she vomited.

'Did I eat something wrong?' Amelia wondered as she makes her way downstairs. Her mother greets her with a smile and her father who was busy reading a newspaper failed to notice her.

"Good morning sweetie," her mother says with a smile on her face.

"Are you ok? I heard you vomiting upstairs" her father asks worriedly.

"I'm ok, dad. I think I ate something bad"

"You should go to the hospital. Make sure you didn't get food poisoning or something" her father says and closes the newspaper that he's reading.

"No need. I'm ok" Amelia reassures them with a smile.

"My, but it sure is nostalgic," her mother says and rested her chin on her hand.

"Dear, do you remember the time when I found out I was pregnant with Lia?" her mother asks.

"Of course. I remember panicking so hard because I thought you had a deadly illness or something" her father says with a smile on his face as if he was remembering something funny.

"I did suspect that I was pregnant back then. I mean I was experiencing all the symptoms" her mother said as she places the dishes on the table.

"Symptoms?" Amelia asks.

"You know, morning sickness, fatigue, sore breasts, mood swings, and whenever I smell egg I vomit. It was really hard for me back then but thank god I got pregnant, or else, our sweet little Lia wouldn't be here in this world" her mother said and kisses Amelia's temple.

"Indeed" her father agrees.

'Those symptoms are the exact same! But could I really be pregnant?' Amelia thought.

-The next day-

Amelia went to a drugstore to buy a pregnancy test kit. She had to check whether or not she really is pregnant and to make sure, she bought 10.

After she went home, she immediately went upstairs to her bathroom where she unboxes the pregnancy kit. After a few minutes of waiting she nervously lifts up her trembling hands as she takes her time on removing her thumb that was covering the result.

Her heart stops when she sees the results. There were two lines on the PT and it meant that she is pregnant. Her entire body froze from the shock and without realizing it, tears start to form from her eyes but it wasn't tears of joy. She unconsciously drops the PT and walks out of her bathroom. She walks to her bed and sat down. The room was silent and only the sound of her beating heart was heard.

'This must be a dream. I mean this is a dream right?' she thought.

"Right, I just need to fall asleep and when I wake up I'm sure everything will be back to normal," she said to herself and laughs as if she was crazy.

She wakes up from the feeling of nausea coming back again. She quickly went to her bathroom and vomited. After vomiting, her eyes travel down to the PT that was dropped on the floor and she was reminded of the reality. It wasn't a dream and she really is pregnant. She slumps down on the bathroom floor and rested her back on the wall as she quietly starts to cry.

'This can't be true. I can't be pregnant. This is not happening' she thought, panicking from all the problems that were given to her.

She deliriously looks for a sharp object in the bathroom and found a cutter. She angrily stabs her wrist trying to wake herself from the 'dream'. She felt pain from her wrist but it wasn't enough to make her feel alive. Amelia felt the warm blood trickle down her elbow continuously running down like a faucet left open.

Feeling the warmth of her blood and the stinging pain coming from her wrist, she slightly went back to herself.

"Why is there a cut on my wrist?" She asks herself and when she looks at her left hand and found the cutter with blood on its blade.

'I did this?' She thought.

She quickly gets up and opens the cabinet of her bathroom and looks for the first aid kit. She opens the box and picks up the bandage. After cleaning her wound, she wrapped a bandage around her wrist. 

As she looks at her wound, she started to cry. She was angry, sad, and regretful. If only she didn't have sex with a man. If only she didn't drink too much. If only she didn't go with Tara. And if only, if only she could turn back the time.

She continues to cry hard. Without any sound coming from her. She wasn't a loud crier. Only the sound of her hiccups was heard throughout the entire room. Her chest felt heavy and she felt hopeless. What about her life? Her parents? What will they say? What will Tara say? What about school? Like everybody else, she has a dream and she wants to accomplish it. But it was as if everything is slipping away from her hands.

She wiped her tears and picks up her phone, dialing her only friend, Tara.

"Yes, my dear?" She felt relieved to her friend's usual cheery voice.

"Can I go to your house? Right now?" She asks.

"Of course!!" Tara answers excitedly, unaware of her friend's condition.

Amelia walks to her friend's house, looking like a mess. She's wearing her pajamas topped with a sweater to cover her wrists. Her eyes were bloodshot red from crying and she has dark circles under her eyes. The light that was once coming from her eyes was gone.

She rang the doorbell of her friend's house and Tara immediately opens it. Tara froze and notices her friend's condition.

"What happened?" She immediately asks.

They both sat down on the couch and Amelia starts to cry again. Tara quietly sat beside her and gently caresses her back.

"I'm pregnant" Amelia immediately says while wiping her tears. Tara froze. Her eyes widen with shock.

"What did you say?" Tara asks.

"I-I'm pregnant," Amelia said while stuttering.