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Chapter 2

Curtis Salazar

I can't stand her anymore. How did I not know Nadia is this annoying all the three weeks we've been together? It's like whatever artificial lenses that were covering my eyes to her flaws suddenly fell off and now they were all I could see and it's not the 'I love you despite your flaws' flaws, these were very annoying unbearable ones. Everything about her was irking me out.

From her strawberry shampoo to her strawberry lip gloss to her thick perfume or her skinny hands around me and her unreasonably short uniform— I disliked everything. Weird thing is, these were the things that drew me to her in the first place. Weirder thing is, it always happened. Whatever girl I am with, at some point they become unbearable and I get fed up with their presence. Nadia's own is being extreme though. It like I am fed up with the whole dating and relationship thing. I am tired.

"So I am thinking," her syrupy voice calls, managing to feel like nails in my ears. "Why don't we grab ice cream at my place and from there chill?"

Her crew of girls giggle at that, I don't know their names, I don't care to know and I just managed to stretch out a smile. Chill is just another name for sex. Nadia inviting me to her house is also another name for sex, there are a lot of names representing sex in highschool. Sex itself isn't even appealing and I am not sure if it's because it's with Nadia or in general with me. We hadn't even had sex in a while and I wasn't bothered.

"Hey, Warren," I call one of my teammates. "What's time?"

Warren looks down at his rollex on his wrist, "two minutes to lunch." The sigh of relief that leaves me is inevitable. Warren chuckles, "that hungry?"

"Maybe," I answer but it's a lie. I plan on breaking up with Nadia at the lunch break and I couldn't wait.

"Hey," Nadia taps me to get my attention. "You didn't say yes or no?"

I shrug, getting up and helping her get up. "We'll see."

"Is everything okay?" She asks, concern in her voice that makes me feel a ting of guilt that disappears as soon as it comes. "You seem distracted."

"I'm fine," we start walking to the cafeteria and I know I'm supposed to be feeling anxious or nervous or sad that I am about end my relationship but I am not. I guess that's a clear sign that we were over.

"Okay but let's hang out later okay? It's been so long and there's no practice or match after and Timothy isn't going having a running stomach or a fever and his mother isn't going to faint," she says matter of fact and I should feel bad for having been caught but I want to smile instead. Timmy and I really made the perfect team.

"We'll see Nadia," I say again. "And I have no control over those things, you know right?"

She scoffs, "yeah right."

I don't say anything after that and we just enter the cafeteria moving to join growing line for lunch. Timmy isn't here yet and neither are his nerdy friends. I'd have to wait some more. We get our lunch and move over to our seats in the middle. It's more of the jocks seat but Nadia and her friends moved in when we started dating. My fellow teammates didn't mind, they seemed to like girls company a lot. I concentrate on eating my food like I am the most hungry man on the planet and since my mouth is mostly occupied, they talk to me less and expect answers from me less too. I keep glancing up at the entrance though, impatiently waiting for Timmy and his friends to walk in. I can't do it without him here.

After what seemed like forever he finally walks in, flagged by his two friends— the Muslim girl with big beady eyes and dark skinned boy with short dreadlocks. I sigh in relief and waste no time in collecting my thoughts and calming myself for the highlight of this lunch.

"Hey, Nadia?" I call and it's now I start feeling a bit nervous. I don't want her attacking me or bursting out crying, it just plain uncomfortable.

She pauses mid laughter with a friend and turns to me with a raised brow. "Yeah?"

"I need to tell you something."

She chuckles, "sure you do. What is it?"

I look around the table, "um, we should go to a more private space. Maybe a corner?"

The smile falls off her face a little, worry seeping in. "What is it Curt? Say whatever, we're all friends here."

Okay, I tried.

"I can't do this anymore," I start, picking one out of my five breakup lines. "I want to break up."

I was talking to her and apparently the entire table too because they all went silent with her. I just keep looking at her, making sure she gets that I am not joking.

"Called it," Warren said, shaking palms with Milo as they exchange dollar bills. It's no surprise, I know they bet on me and my relationships.

Nadia laughs, "very funny Curtis."

I frown and say in my most stern voice, "Nadia, I'm not joking."

Now she frowns too, "you're not serious."

"I am, let's end this," I sigh. "I'm not feeling it anymore."

"You can't be serious right now!" Nadia suddenly screams going up on her feet, her high pitch voice piercing through all the noise in the cafeteria and standing out. I'm startled by the reaction, not expecting it at all. I guess she's the huge scene type.

I don't want to speak but I can feel every eye on me. Taking a deep breath, I stand up too. "I'm very serious," my voice isn't loud but it's heard throughout the room. "It's over."

"Oh that's how you are?" She screams again. "Is that really how you are you slimmy fuck? You disgusting piece of shit, we loved each other!"

Really? Am I hearing right? She's throwing insults at me for nothing, it's not like I cheated on her, it's just a simple breakup and it's not as if she loves me, she just loves the status that comes with dating me. I can't help but get a little upset, "Oh my God Nadia, stop being so extra. We've only been together for three weeks."

"Yes and there's already proof of our love," Nadia screams out and suddenly burst out crying, I mentally roll my eyes— this is exactly what I am trying to avoid, she's trying to make me look like the bad guy. Which I kind of am but still, proof of love? From where, we've only been together for three weeks.

"What are you talking about now?" I groan out, already tired of the whole drama. I won't date again, ever.

"I'm saying I'm pregnant!" She screams out and my eyes, like on reflex, lower to her stomach where she has a hand over. "I'm carrying our baby, Curt." The entire student body watching the altercation gasps.

Pregnant?

Nah, the two times we've had sex, I've used a condom and it didn't break, I'm very careful. "That's a lie."

"Why? How? Did we not have sex?" Nadia interrogates, staring at me challengingly. "You're just more of a piece of shit denying your unborn baby."

There's no way... Right? Right, God please, I'm so done with girls after this, I won't date anymore or have sex. Please let me wake up from this nightmare. Is Nadia really saying I got her pregnant?

Deny. Deny the fuck out of this... My mind chants and I could feel myself getting hot and panicking, my fingers were starting to shake... She can't be serious.

"You can't be pregnant because," I flatter, my mind going blank because the entire idea seemed alien to me. How? I have to bring up a solid reason, anything. I start searching around with my eyes and I don't even know what I'm searching for until my eyes meet with the dark ones of Timmy. He is closer to me than he was before and seeing his face caused a crazy idea to pop into my mind. It's crazy but some people would buy it, might save me out of this. "Because I'm gay."

The whole place goes quieter like I didn't even know that was possible and Timmy freezes where he is, staring at me like he can't believe his eyes and ears. I can't believe it either, did I really just say that? How can that help Curt? You're so foolish.

"B-bullshit!" Nadia screams but it isn't as bold as her other ones have been and I see a wavering look and defense in her eyes. Hm.

"I call bullshit to you being pregnant!" I shout back at her and somehow, we lurch into a screaming, arguing, fighting contest that lasts until the principal comes and calls us in to her office.

As I leave the cafeteria, my eyes meet with Timmy's and I just hope I've only made one mistake with one person today.

*

I go into full blown panic while at the principal's office especially after Nadia recounts the entire thing to the principal and still mentions the pregnancy thing. I had hoped she was just joking at the cafeteria and saying stupid things because she was agitated. But she's saying it again? Oh God...

What are the risk of still getting pregnant with a condom on? How many weeks does pregnancy get before you're able to notice it? What happens—

"Mr Salazar," the principal calls for what doesn't seem like the first time and my eyes snap to her.

"Yes?"

"Do you confirm that you and Nadia over here had sexual intercourse?" She asks, saying the last part like it was vomit leaving her system.

I look at Nadia and she's busy looking down at her manicured nails. Fuck me. "Yes."

"I'll be right back," the principal says, standing up. "Don't make another scene else I'd have you both expelled without a second thought."

When she leaves the office, Nadia and I settle into the suffocating silence none of us saying a thing to or even looking at each other. I can't believe she just sprung that on me now, when did she find out and why now? I blinked and in that split second I see myself dropping out of school to go start something up at my dad's firm, coming back home to meet a baby and Nadia every single day.

I gasp, opening my eyes wide— It's a nightmare!

I don't know how long we stayed there before the principal returns and I'm certain I've gone through two stages of panic attack. My body felt cold with sweat and hot still, I felt so sick.

"So," the principal drawled as she sits back down. "Your parents have been contacted, they would be here soon. Nadia, a nurse is outside waiting for you. We'd like her to take a test herself and determine if you are truly pregnant."

Nadia's eyes snapped open to them, "what? I am pregnant, I wouldn't lie about that."

"I know," the principal sighed. "But please still take the test, for more clarity."

"No," my eyes snap to her at that and she glances at me for split seconds. "I- I'm not doing anything. At l-least not until my mum get here."

The principal and I share a look and then she sighs again, "good enough, I guess."

The next fifteen minutes are occupied with the principal awkwardly educating on the dangers of teenage sex and the risk that condoms have and pills and how as hard as it is, abstinence is the best answer. I don't think I've ever listened more to a sex ed than now— I'm never having sex again after this. How does one become a monk in California? How can I—

Wait, my parents are coming?! Which of them? Both? I mentally burst out crying, could have really become physical if the door didn't open just then to announce that our parents are here— our moms. Sigh. That's a lot better than any other option.

The principal steps out again to meet them and now I'm too distracted with trying to eavesdrop to even count the minutes go by. I'm distracted again by the muffled sounds of Nadia crying and now my heart ache and I start to feel bad. If indeed I got her pregnant, this is our cross to carry and I am being very shitty for denying her.

"Hey, are you okay?" I find my voice to ask and Nadia snaps her big blue eyes to me, mascara already running down.

"What do you think?"

"Um," my hand reached out to touch an itch behind my neck. An itch that always comes from discomfort. "I'm sorry okay? If you're really pregnant—" wrong choice of words. "Um- becoming pregnant is both on us, okay? Don't cry, you're not alone."

Nadia's eyes soften and when I don't look away, she rolls her eyes. "This is all your fault."

I nod, accepting blame that I don't even understand. Is the hormonal and behavioural changes of pregnant women already starting? I reach for Nadia's hand, "I know."

Nadia opens her mouth to say something but just then the principal's door burst open, her mom barging in and we immediately jump off the chairs, our arms falling away. Nadia looks petrified.

"You, you I knew it all along!" Her mom starts screaming and now I know screaming is in the family. "The sketchy behavior, the hiding from me and pharmacy visitation, I knew we had tampons left. You troublesome child!"

Nadia starts crying, "I'm sorry."

I don't even notice my mom is there already, dressed in her poise suit, blond hair in a neat updo, arms crossed around herself as she watches the drama calmly like her son isn't involved. She looks like she was called right out of an important meeting and couldn't careless about what is going on. I swallow and turn to see Nadia's mom also on the verge of crying, she angrily hits Nadia on her shoulder twice.

"I searched your trash and found the test," she shouts. "Is it true? Are you pregnant for this hooligan?"

It's then I see my mom's brow twitch, obviously Nadia's mom's has stepped on a nerve. You don't tarnish the Salazar image, it's not allowed.

"Hooligan?" My mom calmly calls out, making everyone in the room turn to her. "You should watch your words madam, they can be harmful."

I don't know if it's the way she calmly says it or the strong European accent but that was a threat no doubt. The room fell silent and Nadia's mom must have known my mom meant every word because she doesn't reply, turning back to her daughter.

"Answer me."

"I don't know," Nadia cries out and my mom scoffs, determined to add salt to injury.

"You got the test a month ago, there should be little signs. What have you noticed?"

"Uh," Nadia starts thinking and I would have continued staying silent if something didn't hit me.

A month ago... What?!

"A month ago?" I interrupt, cutting them off and making everyone turn to me. I'm not making a mistake, I know my math. "But, Nadia and I started dating three weeks ago."

The room fell silent.

"So?" Her mom attacks me with a glare. "You guys didn't- didn't-"

"Have sex before then?" I complete for her, unable to be patient enough because my brain is going on overdrive. "No, no we didn't. Just flirting and kissing. Sex happened after I asked her out." If they were appalled by my abrasive use of the word 'sex' they didn't show.

"Nadia?" The principal calls, "is Curtis right?"

Nadia burst out crying and her mum gasps so loud, I thought she is about to pass out. "It's not him? You little—" she looks at us all before grabbing her daughter's ear and pulling her out with her. "How can you do this to me? How can you do this at all? Nadia, you won't kill me..." Until her voice trailed off the farther they went.

The room remained silent.

"I guess," the principal starts. "It was all a misunderstanding after all, Mrs Salazar."

"Mmhm," my mom just said, walking out. "Let's go Curtis."

I follow behind her. "Uh, I am sorry."

"You didn't get anybody pregnant, good for you," she just says. "Let's go home, I'd drive you before going back to the firm."

"I brought my car."

"Then I'd just make sure you get home."

I look around the empty, everybody is still in class, including Timmy. "School isn't over. I can't leave Timmy, we came together."

She turns to me with a frown that manages not to bring out any lines on her face. "I'm sure Timmy can manage this one day. I'm taking you home Curtis, don't make me look like a bad mother."

"Sure."

I'm sorry Timmy, for more than one reason.

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