07 // Two Stripes

Two lines.

I couldn't stop crying and haven't attempted to move from where I was seated on the floor.

Two weeks had passed since the entire ordeal at the resort, and since then, I've never even once thought about it.

It never happened.

That's what I kept telling myself, I pushed it to the back of the closet, never to be opened again.

Esra never brought it up, neither did I. It was all a dream, and I guess I convinced myself that was true.

But Flo had a completely different story.

In case anybody wondered, Flo was an app I used to keep track of my period, and as it was, my period was late by two days.

I don't remember much about that night, but I don't remember finding a used condom the following morning either.

Why didn't it ever occur to me? How could I be so reckless?

My mother was going to kill me.

"I am not pregnant, I am not pregnant, I am not pregnant," I chanted, rocking back and f