The Pill
by Kayla Parent
The next day…
I sleep until noon…
Which is something I haven’t done since middle school.
I think about skipping prom all together…
But that will just make things worse.
If Justina tells everyone my secret…
Better to face the music now rather than later.
So after I force myself to get ready…
And put on the glimmering red dress and heels that I’ve been so excited to wear…
I stare at myself in the mirror.
But I don’t feel beautiful.
I feel like a fraud.
I’m student council president…
And just got into the college of my dreams…
But unbeknownst to everyone…
I’m hiding a dirty secret.
My phone rings and I see that it’s Simon…
But I don’t have the energy to talk to him.
I dragged him into my mess…
And even though he says he doesn’t…
How can he not resent me?
He’s my best friend…
I care about him more than anyone…
But somehow, I’ve lost him too.
I don’t even know what to say to him…
So I send him to voicemail.
My mom walks in a few minutes later.
Oh honey, you look beautiful!
That dress is perfect on you.
I put a hand on my bloated stomach.
I guess so.
She shoots me a strange look…
But then smiles.
What time is Leon picking you up?
I look away, unable to meet her gaze.
He, um, broke up with me.
I’m going to prom alone.
Admitting it out loud to her brings tears to my eyes…
And I cover my face with my hands.
Oh Maura honey, I’m so, so sorry.
She walks over and pulls me into a hug.
Breaking up with you before prom…
What a jerk!
I sink into the hug…
Wondering if I should just fess up to everything right now.
Even if she were mad at me…
I’d probably feel a lot better.
But just as I lean back, ready to spill the beans…
The doorbell rings.
I wonder who it could be?
Are you expecting someone?
No…
For a second, I wonder if it’s Leon.
Let me see who’s at the door.
I wipe my face as my mom moves toward the doorway.
She turns back to me.
Finish getting ready and come downstairs.
Date or not, I want a picture of you looking so perfect in that dress.
She sails out of the room…
And I take a minute to compose myself.
I look in the mirror one more time.
Perfect, she says.
But all I see are flaws.
She would too if she knew the truth.
I head downstairs a few minutes later…
And when I see who’s at the door…
My eyes widen with shock.
Justina?
What are you doing here?
I look back and forth between her and my mom…
Worried this is some kind of ambush.
Did she tell my mom about my pregnancy?
My mom, however, is smiling.
Looks like you’re not going to prom alone, after all.
What do you mean?
Justina steps inside.
I figured since we both didn’t have dates…
We might as well go together.
I stare at her…
Wondering if I heard her right.
Isn’t that sweet?
Let me go grab my camera and get a photo.
Once she leaves the room…
I shoot Justina a suspicious look.
What are you really doing here?
I know you’re going to prom with Leon.
Not anymore.
I stood him up.
My jaw drops.
What? Why?
Before she can respond…
My mom comes back with her camera.
Justina and I pose for a few photos…
But I’m in such a daze…
I’m not sure I smiled for any of them.
We say our goodbyes and head to Justina’s car…
And once the door is closed…
She hands me something.
What’s this?
Abortion pills.
I gasp in surprise.
Where did you get these?!
A few months ago…
I made a trip out to California to visit my aunt.
She’s an OB/GYN
And she gave me a few packs.
But why? Just in case?
Justina lets loose a heavy sigh.
Not exactly.
I was pregnant too.
I stare at her, stunned.
Are you serious?
Mmhmm.
Justina looks at me, waiting for me to ask…
Leon?
Mmhmm.
He dumped me when I told him.
Just like he did to you.
Her eyes are soft when she turns to me.
I knew something was up when he came begging for a prom date earlier this week.
But after what he did to you…
Why’d you say yes?
She smiles.
I never actually planned to go with him.
But I said yes so he wouldn’t ask anyone else.
And then I dumped him last minute so he’d be left without a date.
I shake my head, still confused.
I don’t understand.
You made it seem like you were going to tell everyone about me.
Justina shoots me her signature wicked smirk.
I can see now why you’d think that…
But, I was talking about standing up Leon.
Then why didn’t you just tell me?
Why all the secrecy and mysterious texts?
I was working up the courage to tell you…
You and I have never been friends.
It’s scary to tell someone that big of a secret.
You never know who you can trust with something like that around here.
I nod.
I don’t know what to say.
I hold up the pills.
But thank you for this.
I have no idea how I’ll ever repay you.
She waves me away.
Oh, and my aunt is available to chat if you have questions…
All you have to do is call her.
She hands me a slip of paper with a phone number on it.
I appreciate that.
Waves of relief wash over me.
I’ll call her first thing tomorrow.
I might even be able to enjoy prom now…
Thanks to you.
She grins and starts the car.
Hell yeah we will!
Let’s go.
When we get to prom and walk into the gym side by side…
Everyone stops and stares.
I don’t blame them.
Justina and I are the last pair anyone would expect to see together.
But I find I don’t care…
For the first time in days…
I feel like everything is going to be okay.
Even seeing Leon twerking on the dance floor with Tamara Longo doesn’t bother me.
Justina spots him as well.
Come on.
Let’s teach him a lesson.
We start whispering and walking toward him.
When he sees us together, he frowns.
But I speak before he can.
You might want to find a new dance partner, Tamara…
I know this from experience…
But Leon gets tired quickly.
And don’t be surprised if he makes you do all the work!
Leon glares at me…
And I’m happy to see his cheeks turning red.
Yeah, and he doesn’t last very long either.
Usually less than a minute or so.
Leon’s bright red face hardens.
So you two are suddenly friends now? Is that it?
We realized we had a lot in common.
Justina levels him with a nasty glare.
A lot of the same regrets, that’s for sure.
That’s for sure.
Justina and I link arms and walk off.
Okay, that might have been mean….
But it was awesome!
Totally.
He deserves it.
Screw him.
Or actually I won’t screw him, ever again!
She laughs and grabs my hand.
Come on, let’s dance!
She leads me to the middle of the dance floor…
And for the next four songs…
I zone out to the music.
Sweaty and parched, I walk over the refreshments table to grab some punch…
And lots of people thank me for putting together a great prom.
Word spreads about Stanford too…
And for the first time, the well-wishes I get don’t make me feel like an imposter.
With those pills in my purse…
I feel like I have my future back.
I feel like I’m allowed to be optimistic again.
So when Simon comes up to me…
I pull him into a giant hug.
There you are.
I’ve been looking for you.
I’ve been looking for you too.
I feel bad about yesterday.
How are you feeling?
I smile at him.
I’m great.
We should talk but…
Not right now.
But I have some great updates.
And for the first time…
I feel like everything is going to be okay.
He’s smiling too…
But I notice he’s blushing.
Look, there’s something I want to talk to you about.
I suck in a breath…
Hoping against hope.
What is it?
He goes to speak…
But the principal suddenly taps me on my shoulder.
Time to announce prom king and queen.
Mic is all set for you.
I nod and turn to Simon.
We’ll talk after?
He smiles and nods.
I walk toward the stage…
Feeling light on my feet.
But as I ascend the stage steps and approach the mic…
I realize everyone is laughing and pointing…
…at me.
What the heck?
I spot Justina rushing toward me.
We lock eyes and she mouths - “YOUR DRESS!”
I look down…
And that’s when I see it.
A large bloody stain by my crotch.
Before I can react…
Paige’s loud voice rings through the crowd.
Wait, how do you have your period?
Aren’t you pregnant?
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