Another Screwed up Teen- PART TWO

Before I could even sit down, my mom was knocking at my door, once again intruding on my life. I tried to hide all the remnants of my real life, the condoms i should have brought that were lying on my desk, my razors which were open and ready to use, and the pictures of me and Jake. I forgot to lock the door this time. Maybe the weed is still taking a toll on me.
"What is all this?" My mom demanded. She walked over to the pack of condoms and saw that some were missing. "What is all of this crap?" She said again. This time, a lot louder, almost yelling.
I stuttered on my words. "It's well... umm.... you knoww...." Then a thought sprang into my head. "It's Joni's!" Joni is my best friend, and she was the easiest person to blame. My mom woud never know, and what could she do about Joni having sex?
Apparantly A LOT.
"I need to call Joni's mother then." She trapsed around the room looking for the phone when she found the blades. "Oh no, Halley what the hell are these?" She picked one up and examined it close. "My lord, this has been used!" She chucked it back on the bed, and raced into my bathroom to wash her hands.
"Oh Shit." I moaned, as my mom dried her hands on the towel.
"Why is Joni cutting herself, and why is she having sex? She's a good kid."
"You don't even know." I whispered under my breath.
"Halley, you need to talk to me, I can help."
Oh that was it.
"You know nothing! You think just because your a therapist you an dictate my life, and keep me some perfect child. I'm not NEARLY who you think I am, and I have no intentions of being her. You trying this hard makes me become even more distant from you. In fact, I HATE YOU. And since all of this is out in the open, here." I slipped up my shirt sleeve and showed her my arm, covered in scars.
"Those blades are mine. And I think you can guess about the condoms.
Soon my mom was curled up on my bed crying. For some reason this made me even madder.
"Oh you think I'm done?" I ran over to my night stand. "This is my boyfriend, Jake. And guess what? Not only did we have sex, but we do WEED together.Yup, he got me high!" I was puffing, and my face was beet red. My mom just stared at me blankly, then stood up.
"You need help Halley, serious help." She was wiping away the tears and walking back towards my door. "You are not to leave this house, no matter what." She slowly closed my door shut, and I heard the stairs creak beneath her. I knew she was going to wait until tomorrow morning to bother my dad with this disturbing news.
"I can't stay here." I whispered under my breath. I knew my mother would come up and make another attempt to talk to me so I wrote a quick note about how if I didn't answer I was sleeping so not to bother me. Then I called my friend Leah about any parties tonite, and thankfully there was one.
After getting ready, I got the emergency fire rope I have and flung it out the window. When I got to the bottom I had to crawl, since my mom was in the living room and the blinds were open. Leah was waiting in her car down the block, so my parents wouldn't get suspicious.
"Hey, someone's looking hot tonight." She joked. I looked down at my super tight skinny jeans and my Paramore shirt. Not the best party attire, but it will work if I'm just going to drink and get high.
"So, where's the party?" I asked fixing my eyeliner. "That senior Alexis is having a big bash at her beach house, which is like 20 minutes away from here at Rocky Ridge. I also heard your lover will be there." She played some more. I smiled a little. "Well word around is you and Billy got pretty far." She looked at me, then at the road again. "We fooled around a little, but we didn't put it in, we had no condom."
A flashback from last night roleplayed in my brain. "Well, at least you didn't do anything you might regret." She make a snorting noise. "You bet, if I got pregnant I'd never live to see the day." We both laughed.
We finally pulled up to the house after a long awkward silence. "Well we're here." She exclaimed. We walked into yet another wild party. This house was gorgeous.The marble floors shimmered beneath us. I cracked open a beer from the nearest cooler, and looked around for someone I knew. Soon I saw Jake. I ran over to him
"HEy babe." He smiled sort of awkwardly. He gave me a peck on the lips and took my hand. "Wanna go upstairs? I brought somethng.." He pointed down to his hand which had a condom in it.
"Let's do it"
We walked into a bedroom with light blue walls and a big fluffy bed. "Lock the door, check, take off our clothes, check, turn down the lights, check." He smiled. He jumped onto the bed, and started tickling me. "Wait a minute." I paused him, right before he was about to get at my breats.
"What?" He said, sort of annoyed. "Well, after last time, I'm afraid. I don't even know if I'm pregnant or not." He sighed. "Your not pregnant, just relax babe, I'll make everything better. He reached for me, but I jumped off the bed.
"You might've ruined my whole life, just because of last night." What the hell am I doing? Jake is HOT, and he is my first actual boyfriend why am I blowing it?
"Hey, it takes two to do it." He said angrily, walking towards me. I welt my palms start to get sweaty. My voice was clammy, and I felt like my mouth was stuffed with cotton. "Yo.. your.. yourr right." I stuttered.
He smiled. "Good now show me some love," pointing to his lower region. I bent down and did my job. After we had actualy sex, I took off the condom and rolled it in a napkin. "I don't feel well, I'm going to go home.
After I found Leah, we walked to the car, and she drove me home. When I climbed up my window, I realized that my door was open, and my blades were gone, along with my condoms and my escape ladder. If I wasn't so tired, I would've started a fight. I closed my door, and blocked it with my chair. Shit! My mom had taken my doorknob off! I took off my jeans and top, and slept in my bra and panties, because I was beyond tired. When I fell down, I saw a note on my pillow. It was from my mom. 1

Halley,2

Look in your bathroom, there's a plastic bag on the sink.3

-Mom xoxo.4

I teetered into the bathroom, and there it was, the plastic bag. I reached in and pulled out a bright pink box. It was a pregnancy test. I didn't really have to pee, and it was almost 2 a.m, so i shoved it into the medicine cabinet, and went to bed.
For some strange reason, when I woke up the next morning, I strangley had to pee, really badly. I raced to the bathroom and ripped open the box. I searched for the directions. Hold under urine..........make sure the white end it hit with urine.........wait 10-30 minutes.........shake if sign is blurry.....good luck! I sat on the toilet and peed on the little stick. Then I sat it by the sink and waited. 10 minutes, a little pink blur......20 minutes.....still blurry....30 minutes. There it was. The little pink negative sign. Oh thank god. I ran downstairs to my mom holding the stick.
"Ha! I'm not pregnant, that just goes to show mom!" She looked at me like I was a dope. "When did you start intercourse?"
I thought for a moment. "A few weeks ago, why?" I cant believe I was telling her this. She laughed. What the hell?
"It's not funny mom!" I choked hoarsly. My voice is very hoarse in the morning. She stopped laughing. "Well dear if it's only been a few weeks, the test will not be correct until you start having symptoms and the egg becomes fully fertile.
So there is still a chance."
"I HATE YOU." I yelled and stomped upstairs.
So for the past 3 weeks I did the same routine every weekend. Party, get wasted, have sex with my boyfriend, who started to seem a bit abusive, and come home wasted, and scale up the house with the rope my friend lent me.
Then it happend.
I was at school one Wednesday when I raced to the bathroom.
Morning sickness.
I went to my locker to get the spare pregnancy test I had in there in case this happend.When I got to the bathroom some girls were staring, so I put the box away and ran to the bathroom on the third floor, which is usually empty. I took out the stick and peed. Waitng....waitingg........then the plus.
"Shit." I thought. I ran down to the first floor and opened to side door. The guard was asleep and didn't even noticing me leave. I ran out of sight, to the grove. It was a place where the dropouts hung out when everyone else was at school. We had a lot of woodsy areas near our town, so kids did a lot of thinds in these places.
When I came in I saw a lot of people, which was surprising for 12 in the afternoon. Some guy came up to me with a beer. I'm Calvin, and you?" I smiled, "I'm Halley."
He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and took on for himself. "You want one?" He shoved the pack at me. "Sure." I took one and lit it. I only smoked twice, and the first time I nearly died of coughing. This time I coughed a little, but I was getting the swing of it. He took a swig of his beer. "Are you going ti stand around, or are you gonna do something? We have some vans if you wannaa......"
"Let's go." I dragged him to an empty black van that had a green shag carpet on the floor, and a few burned out candles that were sitting on greasy paper plates. Next thing I know he's pinned on top of me and we're playing tonsil hockey. I'm useless now. I'm pregnant, no one will want me, I won't get into any college, and Jake will for sure dump me. My mom will most likely torture me and my friends will live their carefree lives.
Soon this guy I barely even know was kissing my breasts. I missed Jake's lips. "Is something wrng?" He asked me.
"No, not at all!" I lied. "Don't stop."
Soon he was inside me, and there was no condom. I knew he was building up a climax, but before I could tell him to pull out, I felt a burst inside me, and it made me moan. He was better than Jake.
"You taste so good, babe." He remarked putting on his clothes. He leaned in for a kiss, but I just cried. I put on my clothes and ran out of the van. I just ran and ran and ran, until I couldn't breath and my legs collapsed before me. 5

I was unconcious....