Instead, her life was a series of bad choices that had severe consequences. Namely, they wasted her time. She shouldn’t have partied last week. She shouldn’t have done anything she’d done because now, not only was she sitting at the doctor’s office, but she was also without a job. Who knew how long she’d be unemployed? Finding a new job wasn’t always easy. It could be weeks or even a month before she had a new place to work.
Shit.
She might have to move back in with her mother.
Just then, she heard her name.
“Melanie,” a friendly nurse called from the doorway. Melanie tried not to pay attention to the people staring as she made her way over. She had essentially skipped the line, but she wasn’t sure why. Once they were in the back hallway, she looked at the nurse.
“Shouldn’t those other people be first?” She asked.
The nurse shook her head. “They’re seeing Dr. Shelly today. Besides,” the nurse said, tapping the chart. “Dr. Grey thinks you need to be seen urgently.”
“Urgently?” Melanie gulped. “Why urgently?”
The nurse gave her a strange look, but shook her head.
“Come on,” she said. “Let’s get you into the exam room.”
Once they were in the room, the nurse weighed Melanie, took her blood pressure, and asked her a few questions about current medications. Then she asked the question that Melanie had been dreading.
“Okay,” she said. “Tell me, what brings you in here today?”
“Uh, where do I start?” Melanie laughed nervously. Was there any way she could just ask the doctor her questions? Did she really have to ask the nurse, too? That didn’t seem very fair. To be honest, the nurse seemed kind of nice. She reminded Melanie of a friendly grandmother, even though the lady was probably only 40 or 50 years old. It was still much older than Melanie. At 23, she was very aware of her youth and her ignorance. It kept getting her into trouble, after all.
“Start from the beginning,” the nurse said gently. She watched Melanie, listening carefully, and Melanie shrugged.
The beginning?
Okay, she could do that.
She tried to think of a way to explain her situation without sounding like a total and complete slut, only she couldn’t. She bit her lip and shook her head. Finally, she blurted it out.
“I had sex last week with some people,” she said loudly. Too loudly. There were people walking around in the hallway. She imagined they were standing outside of the door listening, but that would be crazy.
“Okay,” the nurse said. “So do you need to be checked for pregnancy?”
“No, I…I’m on the pill.”
“Did you use protection?” The nurse asked gently.
Melanie just shook her head.
“Okay,” the nurse said. “So you had unprotected sex last week and you’d like to talk to Dr. Grey about it.”
“Yes,” she said.
This time, her voice came out like a whisper, and she felt the heat of a blush erupting on her face. She couldn’t bear the fact that the nurse knew her secret now. She didn’t want anyone else to know.
Maybe she should just run away.
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Marcus didn't want to go home after work because it meant dealing with Vanessa. He was pretty sure she'd been stealing from him, but he couldn't be completely sure. Vanessa was his babysitter. Her job was to come over and watch Trisha while Marcus was at work. That was it. More importantly, it was only for two hours every day.