Dare To Challange Me- Chapter One

The sun beamed through my pink curtains that were left open from the previous night. I rubbed my eyes excessively and began to get out of bed. The room was so bright, everything looked rather peaceful. I smiled for just a split second until reality set in. I remembered what today was..1

"Marina, are you ready yet?" My mother shouted up the stairs.2

"Ugh. No mother I just woke up, now please be quiet and keep your pants on."I replied feeling very annoyed.3

As we pulled up to the building it read "Dr. J Bentwood's Office". My hands seem to just freeze I couldn't open my door, my feet were glued to the the floor of the car that smelled like pot from my stoner mother and I was about to hear what my future had in store for me.4

"Marina, come on." Her mother nagged.5

"Listen, this is really fucking scaring me okay? So do me a favor smoke your damn weed and chill out.Just stay in the car." I growled, while getting the adrenalin to open the door and get out. For some odd reason her mother listened. Usually her mother wouldn't have dealt with that kind of behavior, but I think she understood my outburst. I took a deep breath and opened the glass door, inside it was clean as ever. The lobby was quiet, there was elevator music that made everyone's nerves go crazy. I stood in the door way for a second and just looked at the waiting room. White walls with paintings hung on them perfectly.Furniture in just the right alignment...6

"Can I help you ma'am?" I heard a concerned voice question.7

I looked around and saw the secretary looking at me from across the room.I walked forward taking ten times the normal effort to pick up my feet than usual.I wanted to puke, my head felt so light, the room was spinning.I stopped and stood against the wall.8

"Are you okay?" The lady gasped.9

"Yes." I managed to mumble.10

"What is your name, sweetie?"She continued to ask more questions.11

After that I don't remember what else happened.12

I woke up and I was in a excruciating bright white room, that smelled like bleach,gross. I moved my head around and noticed a doctor in the room.I suppose I should say something, I thought to myself.13

"Um..Doctor Bentwood." I groaned.14

She turned around quite fast.15

" Ah, Marina you are back." She joked, although I didn't find it funny.16

She walked over to me and asked me questions and had me move and take off my clothes. I have to be honest this made things a lot funner. I smirked wondering if she was straight or not. She looked like she could be a lipstick lesbian. She was very pretty dark red hair almost a burgundy, fit body but some curves to her.She had great face structure and the greenest eyes. I almost forgot why I was there. I stiffened up and got serious. After she ran a few test and did the regular vagina check up she left for a few minutes. I sat there and started getting nervous.I wondered what I was going to do if my assumption was right about the possibility of being pregnant. Those ten minutes felt like hours, I layed back and closed my eyes and remembered the night that could be the reason for the possible upcoming mess.17

It was a Saturday night and my girlfriend of three and a half years broke up with me.I was a wreck, bitter,crazy, emotional. My brother was bugging me to take him to get ice cream and I blew up, and almost pushed him down two flights of stairs. After I went in my room and blasted some angry pity songs from my favorite artists my friend Kayla called me and invited me to a party. I walked into this huge glamorous house where I saw my ex straddling; basically having sex with some girl on the couch with a group of guys acting like animals cheering them on, swarmed around them.Instead of going with my first thought which was to grab the slut underneath my ex and smash her head through a wall, I got trashed to the point I didn't even know my name and had sex with my best friend I was friends with since I was in preschool...18

"Marina..." Dr. Bentwood entered the room and addressed me calmly. 19

I looked at her, I could see the answer in her eyes. My eyes began to tear, this was so unreal. I dropped my head and pulled my hair back with my hands and breathed.20

" I am, aren't I?" I questioned while raising my head looking into her eyes.21

She was quiet for a minute and then nodded.22

" Marina you are four weeks pregnant." She voiced, just like if she was telling me I had something on my face.23

At that moment I knew life wasn't ever going to be the same, and surprisingly...I was okay with it.