Camille was barely able to make it to the bathroom before everything in her stomach came up. Kayla rushed into the bathroom after her friend. Emilie soon followed.
“Camille are you sure there is nothing wrong with you?” Emilie said with concern. This had become a morning routine for the past month. It had started a few weeks after the boys had gone off on the tour.
“I am fine!” Camille gagged.
Emilie looked at Kayla, Kay waved her hand telling her friend to leave the bathroom. She closed the door after Emilie had left. “Camille, I made you a doctors appointment for this morning because I am worried about you! This could be your cancer coming back. Heaven knows with all the stress with school and AJ not being here, It might be back” Kayla told her friend.
“It isn’t Cancer I know that for sure!” Camille said. She began to brush her teeth.
“Well then please tell me what could it be?” Kayla said as she leaned against the counter.
“I DON’T KNOW!” Camille shouted as she stomped out of the room.
Kayla followed her. “Well then I am taking you to that appointment and we are going to find out!” Kayla yelled after her.
“FINE!” She slammed her door. She collapsed into tears on her bed. She was so depressed. She missed AJ so much.
Just then the phone rang, Camille looked at the clock and a smile brightened her face. She knew it was AJ. She picked up the phone “I MISS YOU!” She said into the phone.
“I miss you too sweetheart!” Her fathers voice came through the phone.
“Dad?” She raised an eyebrow. She hadn’t heard from her father in 6 weeks since he left.
“Yeah its me. I was wondering how you were. So how are you?” Her dad asked.
“I am fine dad, just fine. But Dad can I call you back I am expecting a very important phone call from AJ and then I have to go to the doctors” Camille told him.
“I can see that boy still replaces me! But nevermind why do you have to go to the doctors?” Her father asked.
“Just got a bit of a flu bug. Just want to go and get it checked out.” Camille said.
“Okay you tell me what happens as soon as you get back. I am at work by the way. So.. Please call me when you return. I love you and Bye” her father hung up the phone.
As soon as she hung up the phone was ringing again. “What dad?” she said as she answered it.
“Um.. I ain’t your father. Well at least I sure in the hell hope that I am not!” AJ said with a laugh.
“Oh, I miss you so much AJ” Her voice cracked as she began to cry. Hearing his voice was making it harder to go on living without him.
“Oh darling don’t cry. I will be back in 3 weeks. Only 21 days! Don’t cry. I love you” He said trying to comfort her.
“OH babe,” she sobbed unable to get out anymore words.
They talked on the phone for forty-five minutes then AJ had to go off to an interveiw. She hung up the phone and decided to get dressed. She turned on the radio. There was a new song playing by a group called BBMak it was called Back Here. She cried durning the song because it explained the way she felt for AJ. All she wanted was him with here. Back in her arms.
Kayla knocked on her bedroom door a few minutes later. Camille sat half dressed in a pair of jeans and her bra. Kayla laughed. “Come on Cami, lets get you dressed!” She said. She opened Camilles closet and pulled out a simple white Baby T-shirt.
They left for the doctors ten minutes later. Emilie was sitting in the backseat looking out the window. “So Camille how are you feeling now?” She asked.
“Fine why?” She said. The color had returned to her cheeks.. She looked back at her friend and smiled.
“Just wondering” Emilie said with a smile. She thought she knew why Camille was throwing up so much but she didn’t dare say anything for fear that Camille or Kayla will be angry at her.
Camille went into the doctors examining room and waited. Dr. Larson soon entered. “There she is! The young girl in love! hehe” He greeted her with a cheery smile.
She looked up at him with a smile. “Now why are you here?” He asked her. She explained about her throwing up and then her depression and her recent mood swings.
“Hmm.. Have you been sexually active at all? Besides the rape?” He asked her as he made a note on a piece of paper in her folder.
“Yes” she said as she bowed her head in embarassment.
“I see. Well I want to see something. Would you mind lying down on the table, I need to feel your stomach.” He said. He pressed on her lower tummy and nodded. He made another note in her folder. “Alright Miss Anderson, I believe you are pregnant.”
