This is a new story I am writing. I haven't written a story in about a year but I plan on making a comeback. I plan on also bringing back my old story "No Matter What" which was inspired by Hades and Persephone story. But let me know if you enjoy this story.

Enjoy!

They say getting pregnant changes a woman. But I'm not a woman. I'm only 17. Legally still considered a minor. I don't even have my driver's license yet and I might be steering a stroller instead.

I held the test in my hands as I just stared at it. I might have been in the bathroom for more than an hour for all I knew. The rain had picked up and the wind blew hard causing the tree to tap against the bathroom window. But my focus was on those two pink lines that I held in my hands.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard thunder clap behind me. I quickly shoved the pregnancy test under the bathroom trash can. I took the box and instructions and ripped it into small pieces. I couldn't leave any evidence of this anywhere. If my parents found out, it would crush them.

I froze as I thought of my parents. Mom and dad would not like this. They have always lectured me about teen pregnancy and safe sex. My heart began to race as my palms began to sweat and shake. I sat on the toilet as I tried to calm myself, but it didn't work.

Suddenly, I heard the door open and close downstairs. I quickly stood up. I'm pretty sure my face was white as a ghost.

"Bella!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs. I could hear her footsteps climbing up the stairs.

"Shit!" I whispered as I ran to the door and locked it. My lungs practically wanted to burst from my chest.

"Bella I'm home." Mom said through the door. She tried to open it but realized it was locked. "Honey, is everything okay?"

I swallowed as I thought of a lie. "um...yeah! I just started my period and it went through my clothes." I said while taking off my clothes.

"Oh," she replied as I heard her descend the stairs, "Let me know if you need anything."

I started the water and climbed into the tub. I was too shocked to wash myself and I just stood there. Letting the water fall on me.

Looking down at my semi flat stomach, I let my tears fall. How was I going to tell my parents? Could this mean I'd have to leave school? What would my friends think? I held my stomach in my hands and cried harder. What about Edward? What would he think? Would he leave me? The thought of him leaving me made me hyperventilate. I couldn't be without him. How can I raise a baby by myself when I, myself was a child?

I stayed on the cold, tile floor as I cried my eyes out. I didn't know what to do.