Let It Roll
Chapter 7
*Don't be mad, but remember how at the concert Alex and I were in the back lounge alone? We ended up having sex. Neither of us intended for it to happen but it just did. :( How am I going to explain this to my parents? Or Alex? He was so drunk he probably doesn't even remember it happening.* I feel my stomach continuing to wrench up. Next thing I know, I throw my phone on my bed, run to the bathroom and vomit yet again. Instantly, I burst into tears again. I am too young to be pregnant, I mean Christ, I'm only 17, I can't do this on my own. I walk back to my room and see that I have a new message.
*Are you serious? Wow Megan. I'm sure you can figure out how to approach them all about it, but I am very disappointed in you. I would love to be there for you, but unfortunately my parents now think you're a bad influence since you slept with some random guy you just met. I know he's not "a random guy" but still. I can't hang with you anymore. Sorry.* Are you fucking serious? I just lost my best friend over a stupid mistake I made a month ago. I can't do this anymore. I need to call Alex and tell him what happened, I need to get everything off of my chest. Luckily for me, the boys all gave us their numbers so we could start hanging with them at later shows. I look in my contacts and come up to his number and decide to throw him a text.
*Hey Alex, this is Megan. The quiet girl you guys hung with at the Seattle show last month. Can I call you?* This would be the first text I have ever sent him since he gave us his number. I never planned on texting him except for shows, and I really hope he doesn't find me as a stalker or something since it may feel like I'm just messaging him randomly. A few hours pass and Alex still hasn't responded. He's probably busy I'm sure. I just really hope he can handle this well like Ellen didn't. Suddenly I feel my phone vibrate, look down and shockingly enough Alex was responding to my previous text that I had sent early this afternoon.
*I'm kinda busy. Sorry. :( Maybe I can call you in a few minutes. What's up?* Well he seems to be approaching this a little better than I expected him to. Of course he also hasn't found the news out yet but still.
*It's very important and has to do with us. I'm very upset and need to approach you about something.* Minutes pass and no text back. With the way I am, of course, I worry about all the 'what ifs' and whether or not I should be positive. I feel my phone vibrate repeatedly, meaning I am receiving a phone call. When I look down, Alex was calling me. Scared and shocked, I hesitate to answer, but decide I probably should since I'm the one that asked for him to call.
"Hey." I answer softly in a depressed tone. "Wasn't expecting you to actually call."
"Well, I told Flyzik that I had to make a quick and important call which he allowed, but that means I can't talk for very long." He tells me almost sounding quite confused. "What's wrong?"
"Remember last month when you and I were in the back lounge alone?" I ask him feeling myself begin to tear up.
"Vaguely, why?" He asks, still sounding confused, but now more confused than he was a few seconds ago.
"Well, do remember the part where you and I had sex? I swear on my life I'm not crazy and making this up. You do remember right?" I feel tears forming in my eyes, but I wipe them away. I can't cry on the phone to Alex, that will not end well.
"Very little." He responds when he then gasps to himself. "Don't tell me, I think I know what this is about."
"Um yeah." I let out under my breath. "I'm pregnant. Alex, I'm only 17, I don't know what to do. I'm a wreck about it and I don't know that I can do this on my own. I probably should've just left you out of this, but it seemed right to call." I then begin to cry for the 3rd time today as I wait for Alex to respond.
"Megan, calm down, please don't cry. Honestly, I'm glad you told me. You weren't the only one who made that mistake, I made it too." Alex says, trying to keep me calm. "Have you told your parents?"
"Not yet, I'm kind of scared to tell them." I sniffle. "They're going to find out it's from you and they're going to very pissed with me, and you."
"Alright, talk to them tonight." He responds. "Let me know what they tell you, and if I can, I will call in the morning. I have to get going for the night though. Thank you again for telling me." I am quite honestly in shock that this is all happening. I have so many mixed emotions that I can't even think.
"Ok...bye." I mumble as I hang up the phone. I continue to lay in bed, feeling a little better than I did before, but not enough. Before I know it, my mom is calling me down for dinner. The fact that I have a secret from them is really killing me. It won't be one for long, but unfortunately, this could end terribly for me.
*Are you serious? Wow Megan. I'm sure you can figure out how to approach them all about it, but I am very disappointed in you. I would love to be there for you, but unfortunately my parents now think you're a bad influence since you slept with some random guy you just met. I know he's not "a random guy" but still. I can't hang with you anymore. Sorry.* Are you fucking serious? I just lost my best friend over a stupid mistake I made a month ago. I can't do this anymore. I need to call Alex and tell him what happened, I need to get everything off of my chest. Luckily for me, the boys all gave us their numbers so we could start hanging with them at later shows. I look in my contacts and come up to his number and decide to throw him a text.
*Hey Alex, this is Megan. The quiet girl you guys hung with at the Seattle show last month. Can I call you?* This would be the first text I have ever sent him since he gave us his number. I never planned on texting him except for shows, and I really hope he doesn't find me as a stalker or something since it may feel like I'm just messaging him randomly. A few hours pass and Alex still hasn't responded. He's probably busy I'm sure. I just really hope he can handle this well like Ellen didn't. Suddenly I feel my phone vibrate, look down and shockingly enough Alex was responding to my previous text that I had sent early this afternoon.
*I'm kinda busy. Sorry. :( Maybe I can call you in a few minutes. What's up?* Well he seems to be approaching this a little better than I expected him to. Of course he also hasn't found the news out yet but still.
*It's very important and has to do with us. I'm very upset and need to approach you about something.* Minutes pass and no text back. With the way I am, of course, I worry about all the 'what ifs' and whether or not I should be positive. I feel my phone vibrate repeatedly, meaning I am receiving a phone call. When I look down, Alex was calling me. Scared and shocked, I hesitate to answer, but decide I probably should since I'm the one that asked for him to call.
"Hey." I answer softly in a depressed tone. "Wasn't expecting you to actually call."
"Well, I told Flyzik that I had to make a quick and important call which he allowed, but that means I can't talk for very long." He tells me almost sounding quite confused. "What's wrong?"
"Remember last month when you and I were in the back lounge alone?" I ask him feeling myself begin to tear up.
"Vaguely, why?" He asks, still sounding confused, but now more confused than he was a few seconds ago.
"Well, do remember the part where you and I had sex? I swear on my life I'm not crazy and making this up. You do remember right?" I feel tears forming in my eyes, but I wipe them away. I can't cry on the phone to Alex, that will not end well.
"Very little." He responds when he then gasps to himself. "Don't tell me, I think I know what this is about."
"Um yeah." I let out under my breath. "I'm pregnant. Alex, I'm only 17, I don't know what to do. I'm a wreck about it and I don't know that I can do this on my own. I probably should've just left you out of this, but it seemed right to call." I then begin to cry for the 3rd time today as I wait for Alex to respond.
"Megan, calm down, please don't cry. Honestly, I'm glad you told me. You weren't the only one who made that mistake, I made it too." Alex says, trying to keep me calm. "Have you told your parents?"
"Not yet, I'm kind of scared to tell them." I sniffle. "They're going to find out it's from you and they're going to very pissed with me, and you."
"Alright, talk to them tonight." He responds. "Let me know what they tell you, and if I can, I will call in the morning. I have to get going for the night though. Thank you again for telling me." I am quite honestly in shock that this is all happening. I have so many mixed emotions that I can't even think.
"Ok...bye." I mumble as I hang up the phone. I continue to lay in bed, feeling a little better than I did before, but not enough. Before I know it, my mom is calling me down for dinner. The fact that I have a secret from them is really killing me. It won't be one for long, but unfortunately, this could end terribly for me.
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5/2/13