Molly's Throttle: A Narrative Fiction

With Debbie the physician assumed he knew what the patient was asking him when she made the statement, “let’s get this over with”. He thought or so we think, that she was asking for

“If you’re still hungry Lou, I was going to make some pasta and baked potatoes. I found this recipe for low calorie and I’m dying to try it. I think Zayn said he’d try to be home for dinner, but you know how that goes,” Liam pauses to yawn. “I think he’s been really inspired lately. Tommo?” Liam calls out for Louis, only stopping when he sees him dead asleep on the couch. He’s more pregnant then the sky is

“ Well, I guess it’s time that I told you. You’re going to have a new baby sister!” announced Mrs.McKay.

that’s why I’ve been blaming myself for her addiction.” “Stan, we all make mistakes, I’ve done things that I wasn’t proud of, but I’m trying to change all that, so, the past is the past and you have to focus on being a better husband and father to Elizabeth and the kids, if it’s Gods will, she’ll come back to us, we just have to keep praying.” said Pam. “I’m glad you’re here with us.” said Katrina. “Thank you, Elizabeth’s my friend, she’s just like a sister to me.” said Pam. “Elizabeth’s a good woman that’s why I love her.” said Stan. “Yes she is.” “I have so much that I want to tell her, I really miss us being close, when we where kids we were like two peas in a pod and I miss that.” said Katrina. “You can be like that again, when she pulls through.” said Pam. “I just pray that she pulls through.” said Katrina. “She will.” “How long will she have to be here?” ask Melanie. “Until she gets better, when the Doctor come back out, we’ll ask him.” said Katrina. ‘The Doctor said

It was an ordinary winter day in the city of Lynn, Massachusetts. As people headed to work and school they looked forward to the adventures the weekend would bring the next day. However, not so far away, Henry Rosario and his wife, Wendy Contreras, waited anxiously in their apartment knowing that the moment that would change their lives forever was near. “As my first daughter it was very painful, scary, and anxious” (Contreras interview). After waiting for what seemed like forever, they decided to go to Salem Hospital. Once they arrived, however, they were told by the doctor that she was not was not ready to deliver yet and was sent back home. At home, Wendy paced around the living room in agony waiting for the moment to come so she could get

Kit sat in a corner chair, during one of her mother’s doctor appointments. Her mother was perched on the center exam table. Kit pointed out to the doctor that her mother was acting odd, belligerent, even though she was snippy before, her mother, was acting more childlike sticking out her tongue when the doctor tuned his back, becoming angry when she was asked questions. If the conversation wasn’t about her, she became angry and demanded they spoke only about her.

“She’s in pain!” Lizabeth shouted, when her mother winced after trying to sit up. “Can’t you see that? Do something! Get the doctor!” she snapped at the attending nurse in Room #152 at Outer Drive Hospital.

Emma has recently found out that she is pregnant by her boyfriend Damien. Her boyfriend is controlling, jealous, and abusive they seem to always be arguing about something. Emma doesn't know how to feel she is confused about her pregnancy and whether or not she wants to keep her baby. She thinks her boyfriend loves her, but she knows the way he treats her is not a safe environment for a baby. On top of that she holds the burden of carrying financial responsibilities for her and her family.

She was hiding her nervousness behind a smile. The doctor slightly lifted up her shirt and examined her belly. He put a big scanner machine over her stomach, and pressed the power button. The doctor warned her that she may experience an uncomfortable feeling while the machine is scanning. She nervously smiled and said “okay.” The doctor hovered the machine over her belly and pressed the button. Blythe felt a shoot of pain from her stomach down. She couldn’t explain it, and she didn’t know how to react, so she just sat their. “All done.” I’ll go look at the results.” said doctor Phoenix. My mom was scared. “This is it” She thought. Then the doctor came in. My dad told me that it was the most awkward silence ever. The doctor looked at both of them. He pulled out the papers. “The results of the DNA test shows that you, Blythe, are having a baby girl. She has blue eyes, and, most likely red hair. Blythe immediately started crying as if the entire world, and all of its beauty, had come to an

I’ve decided to finish telling about how I got sick, After all there is nothing else for me to do while I am stuck here. When I got home my mother was surprised to see me. And of course she was mad and I had to hear the “young man I am very disappointed in you, you’re better than this talk” Even though was barely listening my dad lectured me on and on about how they paid good money for me to attend Pency Prep, it’s not like I didn’t care but I didn’t really care and eventually I got up and went to my room. They were really stressing me out and I was depressed again so I sat down and I began to talk to Allie, because that’s what I do when I’m depressed. It comforts me and takes me back to a time when everything was ok. “Okay now, go home and get your bike and meet me out front of Bobby’s house. Hurry up.”

“She’s going to be mad, I really hope you know what you’re doing girl.” said Lisa. “I do.” Lisa and the crew left. Angelica sat in the waiting room, praying that Nine is okay. Hours had passed, Angelica dosed off, while sleeping the Doctor and the police walked up to her and said, “Excuse me Ma'am, Are you related to the deceased?” “Deceased.” said Angelica. The police said, “Maam, Are you related to her?” “No I’m not, I’m just a friend.” “Well, Maam it was brought to our attention that the deceased was brought in by you and other females, Where are the rest of the females who brought her in?” ask the police. “They left.” answered Angelica. “Maam, Come with us, we need to ask you a couple of questions.” said the officer. “I can’t, I have to get home.” said Angelica. “Please, come with us now, if you refused to come with us and answer a couple of questions we’ll be forced to hold you for 24 hours.” Angelica got up and followed the police officer to the

Sitting in the waiting room at the doctor’s office, 7-year-old me swung my feet back and forth under the generic, time-worn furniture and anxiously wrung my sweaty palms. I’d been to the doctor’s before, but with each returning yearly visit the dread that sunk to the bottom of my gut never shrunk. “Jillianne Carrasco?” The nurse called. My stomach turned. I began to shoot my mother a pleading look, but she wasted no time in grabbing my hand and leading me to the smiling nurse waiting at the door, and we both followed her through the pasty white halls to a customary exam room. The nurse closed the door behind us and asked me to take a seat on the crinkly tissue paper cot. She smiled warmly, likely taking note of my nervous breathing and shaky hands.

“But, wait!” My mom exclaimed “I actually came to go get you, there is something that we have to tell you before it’s too late. I hope you’re not too sick for

I sighed and looked at the test, and she was telling the truth, I was pregnant. It was entirely impossible, but that is not what scared me. I threw the test away and picked up my phone. I dialed Ashton’s number, thankfully he was awake. “Dals, it’s three am? What do you need?” Ashton’s raspy voice had shook me to tears. “Look, I just need to talk to you alright.” I say and went into the bathroom. “Ashton, I just took a pregnancy test, and it came up positive, I really need brotherly fucking advice right now!” I cry and he was speechless. “Isnt Michael..” He trailed off and I stayed quiet. “It’s michaels, great.” Ashton sighed. Brooklyn had stirred awake and asked him who he was talking too. The line was quiet for a moment till Brooklyn had

“Eric Rodriguez? Doctor Gray is ready to see you,” a petite woman shouted. The assistant was dressed in fresh Tory Burch flats, so new her rubber soles were tracing black skids, leaving residue on the freshly polished floors of the doctor’s linoleum. All black scrubs, buttons popping at the seams, her effortless grin wrinkled her cheeks and forehead in excitement. She lead me down a dark hallway lit from the dim opening of a white room at the end of the hall. The door clanked and hinged until it was overhead, sending echoes throughout the office. The pungent smell of disinfectant and rubber gloves grew prominent immediately after the door latched. I smiled. Carefully scurrying through the door, I reached the step on the bed. Lying rather uncomfortably on the examination table while shielding my eyes from the tremendous glare that reflected off the fluorescent lights, I fidgeted nervously, my hand tremor heightened by my level of anxiety, desperately trying to ignore the gloominess of the situation. My heart beat a little faster as I sat there for a moment and took the whole scene in. I attempted to stay focused on staying warm in the