I literally scoff.
"There's no way."
"Elaine…."
"No, seriously, there's absolutely no way." I push myself up from the bathroom floor so fast my head spins slightly again. "I've been taking my pills."
I yank open the small cabinet drawer with shaky hands and start digging through the mess inside.
Skin care, hair ties, meedicine.
Then finally my birth control pack.
"There," I mutter instantly.
My fingers move quickly over the tiny empty slots. One after another.
I stop, check again and again. I haven't missed a single day.. not one.
"Ivy, I took them," I say immediately into the phone. "Every single day."
"You know birth control isn't a hundred percent right?"
My stomach twists violently.
"No."
"El…."
"No," I repeat shakily. "That's not possible."
But even as I say it…Fear starts creeping in anyway. Because deep down? I already know something is wrong. The throwing up, the dizziness, the smells
Oh God.
No. No no no.
