The Pill
by Kayla Parent
The entire gym gasps…
And the whispering starts immediately.
Maura’s pregnant?!
I wonder who’s it is!
Maybe it’s Leon’s!
Too bad he dumped her.
Shock and humiliation hit me like a freight train…
And I start to feel lightheaded.
Then suddenly, everything goes black.
The next day
I wake up in bed with bad cramps.
Sunlight is shining through the window…
But all I want to do is go back to sleep…
And forget that last night ever happened.
I’m about to do just that when my phone pings with a text.
Epic prom, huh?
Anyway, now that the whole preggo business is out of the way, let’s hang.
I miss you.
I’m still staring at the message when there’s a knock on my door.
Maura?
Are you awake?
I sit up…
My stomach in knots.
My mom pokes her head into my room…
And when she sees me…
She walks over and sits on the edge of bed.
How are you feeling?
How am I feeling?
My cramps are worse than they’ve ever been.
I miscarried in front of the whole school…
And now, everyone knows I was pregnant.
Tears fill my eyes.
Including you.
And before you say it…
I know how disappointed you are in me.
Disappointment is probably an understatement.
No doubt she’s furious.
She hasn’t yelled at me yet…
But I know it’s coming.
To my surprise, however…
She moves in close and cups my hands in hers.
I’m not disappointed.
But I’m upset.
I’m sorry.
I swear Leon and I were always careful…
I didn’t mean for this to happen.
She shakes her head.
I’m not upset that you got pregnant, Maura.
I’m upset that you didn’t tell me.
I blink at her, surprised.
She isn’t angry about the pregnancy?
But, how can that be?
It takes me a moment to figure out how to respond.
I was scared.
You were so proud of me for getting into Stanford…
Have always been so proud of how “perfect” I am…
I look up and meet her gaze.
I didn’t want to disappoint you.
I thought that’s what I would do if I told you.
Tears fill her eyes.
You could never disappoint me.
I am so proud of the woman you’re becoming…
And I will always support you no matter what happens in life.
She leans over and pulls me into a hug.
I really wanted to tell you.
You can always tell me anything…
No matter how bad you think it is.
I know.
And I will.
We hug for a few more moments…
Then she pulls back.
There’s someone here to see you.
Who is it?
Justina pokes her head into the room…
And my mom stands up.
I’ll leave you two to talk.
We share a smile…
And once she leaves…
Justina walks over and leans against my side table.
You look a lot better than you did last night.
Ugh.
Don’t remind me about last night.
I’m never going to live that down.
Eh, it’s not as bad as you think.
People just think you got you period.
Really?
Yeah, no one takes Paige seriously…
Especially after she got popped selling oxys in the bathroom.
I gasp.
Oh my god, seriously?
Yup.
Police showed up and everything.
What happened onstage is already old news.
That’s a relief.
Thanks for telling me.
I look up at her and manage a small smile.
Thank you for last night too, and…
Thank you for this.
I reach under my pillow and grab the abortion pills.
I’m honestly relieved I didn’t have to get an illegal abortion.
Well, technically you did have an abortion.
Huh?
Your body had a spontaneous abortion.
That’s what a miscarriage is.
I nod. She’s right.
I’m glad it's all over.
But here, take these back.
I hand Justina the pills.
There will be someone else who will need them.
She smiles and puts them in her purse.
I owe you one.
No big deal.
It was a huge deal.
I don’t know what I would have done without you.
Seriously, if there’s a way I can repay you…
She thinks for a moment.
Well, if you insist…
Me and the girls are going to see that new rom-com next Friday.
Buy me some popcorn, and we’ll call it even?
I beam at her.
Deal.
There’s another knock on the door…
In walks Simon, holding flowers.
Justina leans down and whispers to me under her breath.
That is if you’re free next Friday.
She winks then walks to the door.
Call me later.
I will.
Simon walks over and sits on my bed. Hands me the flowers.
How are you feeling?
A lot better, thanks.
There’s an awkward silence.
Hey. Simon, I—
Wait, I want to say something…
And if I don’t get it out now…
I never will.
We lock eyes and he grabs my hand.
I’m sorry I was such a dick about the pregnancy in the beginning.
The truth is…
I was jealous.
But it wasn’t about me, and I was wrong.
Maura…
He lets loose a quick breath.
I like you.
A lot.
I have for a long time.
I’ve been scared to tell you because we’re such good friends but…
You need to know the truth.
My heart is pounding in my chest.
Simon…
He looks away.
I know you don’t feel the same way, and that’s okay.
But you have to know—
I squeeze his hand to stop him.
Simon, I do feel the same way.
But when we met…
You said you weren’t interested in dating.
He laughs under his breath.
I just didn’t know how tell you.
We were such good friends.
I didn’t want to ruin that.
My phone suddenly pings.
I look over and see that it’s Leon again.
I grab my phone, click on the text…
…And delete it.
Then, I grab Simon’s hand.
You haven’t ruined anything.
In fact, I think things are just beginning.
I want to buy you dinner…
To make up for losing all your bitcoin.
His answering grin is wider than I’ve ever seen it.
It’s a date but…
I don’t care about the bitcoin.
I’d do anything for you, Maura.
As for the date?
I’m in.
I bite my lip on a smile.
Good.
Because I think we should both celebrate getting into Stanford.
He snaps his fingers.
Oh! Speaking of…
He grabs his satchel, and pulls out sparkling cider.
I figured we’d should cheers…
You know, to celebrate getting into our dream school.
He pours out two glasses…
Then hands me one.
I hold it up, feeling my stomach fill with butterflies.
The real kind this time.
To our future.
To our future.
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