I just knew this was a dream come true. Jay and I had already been together for six months when I lost my virginity to him. It wasn’t the typical hit it and quit it story you hear from most teens, we really had love. I just loved the afternoon visits to his house on Fridays. All day I would keep thinking T.G.I.F. (thank god it’s Friday). Since today was Friday, Jay was coming to pick me up after school. When he arrived, I ran up to him and hugged him like I hadn’t seen him in years; when in reality we had just been together two days before.
While walking to his house we had our usual conversation, “How was your day? What did you learn today in school…you know I really missed you, right?” When I got in the elevator he started with the soft tickles and kisses making me feel like a princess. When we got in his room we were undressing each other and then I started feeling a little nervous cause unlike every other Friday he wasn’t reaching in his top drawer. For some reason I felt scared to open my mouth and my lips were cemented shut.
After a struggle, I got out, “Where’s the condom?”
“Trust me, it feels much better this way and I’m truly tryna feel you,” he said.
“So you’re not going to put on a condom, but don’t you know if you nut in me I can get pregnant, and lord knows I ain’t tryna get pregnant.”
“I’ll just pull out.”
I felt like I was taking the path of someone with a different future than what I had in mind, but I didn’t want to kill the mood so I just went along with it.
Over the weeks things were getting a little shaky between me and Jay. He didn’t want to use condoms anymore and since we had already had unprotected sex it was kind of hard to bring up the topic, besides after the first couple of times I still got my period. I figured the whole getting pregnant from pre-cum must have been a myth.
Recently, Jay and I seemed to be getting a little distant, we hardly spent time together anymore, but we always made it our business to meet up on Fridays. In fact our whole relationship was based on Fridays.
Some weeks after we stopped using condoms I was sitting in health class and they were talking about how important it is to get a GYN exam once you’re sexually active so I decided I was going to make an appointment for one after my next period…but it never came and I found myself waiting an extra 3 weeks for it, and still no show. So I went on to make my appointment so I could ask the doctor what was going on.
While waiting for the doctor to call me I just couldn’t take my mind off how Jay hadn’t showed up and especially after I told him I haven’t been feeling well. The clinic wasn’t bad, nobody was looking down on me. It was filled with teens and some even had babies with them. The doctor called me in the room he asked me a couple of questions and then he gave me a pregnancy test and just my luck it came out positive.
“What do you mean positive, like I’m pregnant?”
“Yes miss, you are pregnant”
I argued with the doctor about how this couldn’t be possible.
“I just started having unprotected sex, and my boyfriend always pulls out!”
“Well, pulling out is not a 100% method. In fact I don’t recommend it at all.”
I couldn’t understand. He went into some speech about how men have pre-cum and pre-cum can get a female pregnant because there is sperm in it and a man can’t control it. Jay had been pulling out for awhile that part of me wanted to believe he was lying, but here I was pregnant, because I was afraid to speak up about using condoms.
Finally when I got in contact with Jay I laid the load of bad news on him. Of course he acted like a complete jerk. I still remember his response, “By who? Nuh huh…I pulled out every time!” Before I could explain to him what the doctor explained to me, I heard a dial tone.
After eight months I gave birth to beautiful baby Kiesha. I don’t regret having her, but I wish I would have waited. Jay eventually came around, but being a teen parent has taken a toll on my life as well as his. We had to give up a lot. We had no time to play or party, we had to work so we could provide for our child. We decided to stay together and work on our family. Now not only do we always use a condom, but I’m also on the pill. We are living proof that pulling out is not an effective method, so we handle our frisky business in a safer way. Fridays are still our day, but after all we’ve been through it’s just a day to relax and enjoy each other’s company.