Chapter 15- Oh SHIT..... Ooopies?

WARNING:

If you live under a rock, you don't know about sex, and you might be offended or corrupted by this chapter.

Thanks fo reading, yo. And I'm SORRY that I had to cut out the sex scene. Wattpad wouldn't approve it... It might get deleted or something so I had to cut it out.

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        The door to my bedroom was closed. Locked. Good thing too. Because as Calum and I made out, it got pretty intense. We had to play music, and not even romantic music to cover the sound. Actual loud music. His shirt was off, and he was on top of me, on his his hands on knees.. I was propped up on one of the elbows, and my other hand rested on his shoulder.

        He moaned into our kiss, his tongue slipping in and out out my mouth. Pulling away slightly, one of his hands slipped down to my shirt, and begin to slip it up. His hand felt cold against my warm stomach, and I shivered. My contuined to lift my shirt, and as soon as his gaze layed on my chest, his breathing got harder. He squeezed his eyes shut, and backed off of me.

        "What?" I asked, sitting completely up.

        "I just..." He sharply took in his breath. "If we keep going, I'm not going to be able to stop. Best we stop now."

        I bit my lip, and nodded slowly. "I get it. We don't have to stop."

        "We've been dating three weeks."

        "I know."

        He paused. "I just don't... I don't want you to feel like you have to."

        I smiled slightly, and finished peeling off my shirt. "I know. Now come on."

        "You sure?" He asked, the corners of his lips twitching.

        "100% percent." I smiled. I climbed onto his lap, my hands on his stomach, and kissed him. My legs wrapped around his waist, gripping him tightly. He responded gently, touching my boobs as if it were your grandmother's best china, that you were afraid to break.

        We moved forward, trying to make our movements smooth and quiet, so that my dad, and his mom wouldn't be alerted. They were in their own room, probably doing the same, but we couldn't risk it.

        We had foreplay, Calum and I touching either, until I felt myself soaking wet..... Then it happened. It hurt like hell, even though he was incredibly gentle, and every five seconds he was whisepring; "Am I hurting you?"  I still bled, which scared me. But after awhile, I got used to it, and it wasn't so painful. And it became amazing. Don't get me wrong, it still hurt, and I was bleeding pretty bad,  but the bond and concention I felt with him was... amazing.

        Afterwards, we just stayed up talking for forever, and then fell asleep cuddling, without a care in the world

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         I woke up with a start, not used to having arms wrapped around me. I looked over at him, and it took a moment to process it. Then, with the break of dawn, and apparently the restoration of my good sense, I blinked and realized my mistake.... We hadn't used a condom. I panicked, pushing back my hair, drawing my knees up, I rested my elbows on them, and held my head in my hands. 

        How? How Raven? How were you so utterly STUPID? You had sex with your boyfriend. WITHOUT A FUCKING CONDOM? I shook my head and wanted to slap myself across the face. I was absolutely crazy. 

        I had one option. I need the morning after pill, STAT. I moved and shook Calum awake. "CALUM." I urged. "Calum!"

        He stirred, and opened his eyes, a smile on his face. His smile immediately morphed into a worried look to match my own. "What? What's wrong?"

        I looked aside, and bit my lip as I continued. "We didn't use a condom. You didn't pull out. I'm not on the pill."

        His eyes widened, and then he smashed his face into a pillow. "Shit. I really screwed up."

        "I know. You need to get me the morning after pill. I'd do it, but I'm not eighteen."

        "Will they even sell it to a guy?" He asked, hastily getting up and beginning to clothe himself.

        "We better hope so. Or I'm FUCKED." I cussed. "I'm gonna get pregnant and then have to drop out of fucking school and I'll have no friends or family or you might have an STD and then I'll REALLY be fucked.

        He knew I was serious when I started cursing like that. "Okay. I'll run to the drug store. You'll have to get your dad to give you a ride to school. I'll come to your school at lunch and bring you the pill."

        "Its a plan." I nodded. I got out of my bed and stood, and as I took a step towards my closet, I winced. I was sore, despite the fact he'd been gentle. Looking at the clock, I could see I was already late. However, I plowed through it, and managed to pull on a pair of shredded black jeans, a hoodie, and my combat boots. I also grabbed my backpack. Then, I just pulled my hair up into a bun, and walked out of my room, and got myself a granola bar for breakfast. Jade was sitting eating her breakfast, and I sat next to her.

        "Jade?" I asked softly, feeling awkward. I'd screwed her son. I felt like she knew. She SAW in my SOUL.

        "Yes, Raven?" She asked, smiling at me warmly. I felt guilty already.

        "Can I get a ride to school?"

        "Calum can't?" She asked in surprise, her eyebrows arching.

        I tapped my fingers against the counter tops. "No, he can.. But I just thought like old times. You used to drive me, before me came home. It was our... girl's time." I couldn't be a worse liar. 

        However, she seemed to fully buy it. Smiling as if she was touched, she nodded. "Of course, Raven. I'd be happy to drive you. But we should get going soon."

        "Of course. I'll be in the car." I was just glad to get away from her for a minute. I really didn't have anything against Jade, but it was awkward beyond belief. I hopped outside, and climbed down the steps from our patio to the driveway. I got into Jade's car, which smelled like vanilla and cinnamon. Exactly like she always did. I instantly felt guilty that I was always so mean to her. She really wasn't THAT bad. I shivered suddenly, and sat, waiting until Jade walked out, and hopped into her car. She was dressed in her work clothes, a skirt, blazer, and heels. She was also carrying a briefcase.

        Jade was a counsel for girls and women who had accidental  and unexpected pregnancies. Ironic, isn't it? She worked at the Sydney's women's center, which was the place that Calum and I had to go to the speech at. It was an awkward job, I knew, but I almost admired her for caring so much to do it.

        "Ohhkay, Raven. So why did you really want me to drive you to school?" She said, starting the car, and our drive.

        SHE KNOWS. "Well... I just feel like we should try to get along.... You know, since you aren't going away anytime soon."

        Jade laughed shaking her head. "You could never be a counselor, Raven. You just don't know how to word things."

        "I didn't plan on being a counselor, in the first place." I pointed out.

        "Thank god for that. But speaking of the future. What're you thinking?"

        "What do you mean?" I asked uneasily. Not the future talk. I HATED that talk. My dad and grandmother had given me that talk five hundred to many times.

        "Well, you are a senior. Its halfway through the school year, and you've not applied to a single college."

        I uneasily shrugged. "So?"

        "You should start thinking. I mean, what do you like to do? Besides read."

        "Go on Instagram."

        She gave me a 'look' then turned back towards to the road. "Think deeper."

        "I'm pretty common, Jade. I really am. I like to read and write, but as you and my dad have told me, an author isn't a 'practical' career.  I like to take pictures, but every girl is in photography. I like to listen to music. I like to play video games. And that is literally it."

        "What about graphic design? Or professional photo and video editing?" She suggested, turning onto the highway.

        I pretended to think about it, drumming my fingers on the door. "Maybe." I said after a few seconds.

        "Think about it." She encouraged. My stomach was tied in a pit, and so I couldn't really do much but grind my teeth together and anxiously bite on my lip.

        The rest of our ride was in silence, except when I thanked her for driving me. As soon as she parked, I jumped out and fled into school. I ran to my locker and got my books out, and carried them to my class. My heart was pounding, and not because I'd just run. I was sore, and my insides hurt as I ran.

        The whole morning was nerve wracking. I was grumpy, and tired, and I didn't want to talk to anyone. Just like normal. So no one really realized that I wasn't okay. As soon as the bell rang for lunch, I literally lept out of my chair, and full throttle ran to the parking lot. Calum was sitting in his car. I ran to the door, flung it open, and looked at him expectantly. "Where is it?"

        He reached beside him, and pulled out a paper bag. I snatched it and pulled out the packet, which held two pills. Stuffing them back in, I thanked him. "Thanks, Calum. I gotta go, I could get in trouble for being out here with you." I quickly kissed him, and walked back into the school building. I headed to the bathroom, clutching the bag. I didn't realize how suspicious it was, until one of the hall monitors walked up to me, and stopped me in my tracks.

        "Raven Taylor. What's in the bag?" She certainly cut straight to the chase.

        "Medication." I responded automatically. Then I realized exactly what she meant. She thought I had drugs. "Oh, no, no, no. Mrs. Caiton, they aren't drugs. Its.. Um..." I trailed off, not sure what to say.

        She nodded sarcastically. "Hand it over, Miss. Taylor."

        I reluctantly handed her the bag. She looked inside, and pulled out the little packet, reading the label on the front. "Emergency contraception. Raven Taylor. Of all the girls at this school, I never would've suspected you."

        I looked at the floor, my teeth clenched. Of course. Mrs. Caiton would be the one to catch me in the hall. The one that hated me. The one that was against any form of contraception. "I..." I had nothing.

        "We'll see what the principal thinks of this." She threw the packet back into the bag, and rolled it up, holding it. "Let's go." She flicked her head in the direction of the principals office. I followed her in silence, cursing myself.

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        "So you need this contraception, Raven?" Mr. Beckett asked, his eyebrows raised. Mrs. Caiton had left me alone in his office.

        "I do, Mr. Beckett.." I was so awkward, I thought my cheeks would actually catch on fire. I had never been MORE embarrassed.

        "I do not agree with Ms. Caiton on this matter, I fully support you taking this. However, I'm afraid without your parents consent, I cannot let you take any kind of medication." He said, folding his hands, and placing them on his desk. He looked like a judge, in his dark suit, and his aging face set in a serious expression.

        "But... Mr.  Beckett..." I felt a hot tear run down my cheek. I COULDN'T not take it. I could be pregnant! What then?

        "I'm sorry, Raven. I will not discuss this with your parents, but I suggest you do."

        I nodded, wiping away the tears that spilled down my face. "Fine." Standing angrily, I grabbed my backpack, and stormed out of his office. They'd taken the pills and thrown them away. I had no other choice, but to go ask girls for them. And it wasn't like that would be the most awkward situation ever. I felt sick, so I went to the bathroom. I wasn't in there for more than fifteen minutes before I threw up, vomiting all over the stall I was in.