You hug your knees as you sit in the corner of the bathroom and cry. Pregnant? How can that be? It's positive. The pregnancy test is on the sink, you don't want to look at it anymore. Maybe your brothers Jonathan or Will hear you, but you don't think about it. You're thinking about the consequences... You're going to be a mother. Other women are happy about it, but you're young. You don't want that.

Joyce had heard your cries…she entered the bathroom not even bothering to knock. She saw you crying there and immediately rushed over to you „Oh sweetie, don‘t cry..“ she said but then noticed the pregnancy test „this better be a prank.“ Joyce muttered as she tenses, grabbing the test and looking at it