Deaf love (Complete)

POSITIVE!

Bold: sign language
Italics: phone.
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'Take out your color books, please' they all reached in their bags and took out their color books and crayons.
I felt so sick in my stomach. I went to the back of the class where the students bathroom is. Soon as I opened the door, use to be breakfast from this morning erupted out of my mouth and into the toilet.
This is oddly wrong, because I never get sick like this.
After all my food was disposed, I flushed the toilet and wiped the tears that fell out of my eyes. I got up and washed my hands at the short sink.
I walk back into the classroom and saw all the students doing what they suppose to do. I walk to my desk and popped a peice in of gum in my mouth.
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I walk into CVS with Nia holding my hand, looking around for pregnancy test. Finally I found them and walk in the isle. there was varies of test in front of me.
Smiley face or no smiley face, 'x' or check, positive or negative. This is to much, I never had to do this. How can I be so care free? What if I am pregnent? Will it be normal? Deaf? Or blind?
This is to much.
I felt Nia tug on my arm. I look at her. She looks so adorable and innocent. She's smart, kind and has a little attitude. If I'm pregnant, I want a daughter just like her.
'Yes baby girl?'
'Are you having a baby?'
'I don't know. I have to find out.'
She smiled 'I would love to have a sister'
'Of course you would' I look back at the shelf and picked up two boxes that look like it has good information on it.
We walked to the cashier line and checked out.
The whole drive home was nerve wrecking. Defonte has already been through a lot and I don't want a baby on the already full plate of his.
I carried Nia into the house and set her down on the sofa and let her watch tv while I do the test.
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I sit there with the test in my hand, taking deep and slow breaths so I can prepare myself. I slowly turn the stick over and look at the simple that almost knocked the breath out my chest. 'Positive' that what it says. On both of the test.
I'm not crying nor am I smiling; I don't know what I can feel right now. I'm not worried about a baby being in my life, but I am worried what Defonte will say.
Will he be mad? Angry? Disappointed? More unstable than what he is?
Will he leave me? Leave us? Get tired of me on the 3rd trimester?
Will he stay? Be there when I'm in my emotional stage? Will he be there during the birth of our child, holding my hand? Or will he be there for the first year, go back to war and die or never be found?
I broke down by the negative thoughts in my head. We should of been more careful. Now I'm thinking about it, I don't think I'm ready to face to be the army Babymama or wife.
This is to much to handle. What will I do if Defonte did get hurt mentally or physically? I love him too much to see him hurt, to see him not be able to see Nia and this unborn child grow up.
I felt someone hand rub my back. I looked up and saw Defonte have worry in his eyes; he looked at me then at the stick. I gulped.
He reached for the stick but I put it behind my back. 'Tira, Give it here' he extended his hand.
I shook my head and took a step back. 'Now!' He ordered, but I didn't obey. I kept stepping back until my back hit the wall.
"Give. it. here' he ordered again. I nervously moved my hand from behind my back and with a shaking hand I handed him the stick.
He examined it for a while before looking up at me. 'Congrats'
My eyes widen 'You're not mad?'
He shook his head 'Why would I be? I'm having a child with the woman I love'
It felt like a weight came off my shoulders. 'Do you want the baby?'
'Of course. Are you ready to be a mother?'
I nod 'Yes. We should of been more careful, you know.'
He nod 'I know. Did you make a appointment yet?'
'Not yet, I'm about too.' He walks up to me and put his hand on my cheek. I melt under his touch, I put my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Which turned heated instantly.
I pulled away 'Nia's downstairs.'
He shrugged 'I'll make it quick.'
'That doesn't mean she still can't come upstairs during those 10 minutes. When we get the baby, you have to learn how to control your hormones.'
'That's going to be very hard'
I smiled 'Rules of parenting'
'I love you.'
'I love you too' I peck his lips.
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Sorry it took so long to update.