Bianca's POV
It was just a mistake, I try to tell myself, as I sit on the bathroom floor of Wesley's mansion, looking at the positive crying, Wesley will be fine with it, I will just have to explain that's why I've been sooo hungry and why I keep getting sick in the morning.
I try to convince myself with everything I have, but I know the truth, he won't want it, and the part that made me cry even harder was if he didn't want the baby, he sure wouldn't want me here.
I hear the garage door slam and I know that he's home. Oh God! What to do now?
I didn't have the will to do anything except stay there and keep crying, so I just hid the pregnancy test under the cabinet.
I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried harder. If he finds out now, it'll probably be the last time I see-
The bathroom door opening interrupted my thoughts.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Wesley asked.
Hearing his voice made me cry even harder.
"Hey," Wesley said. "What did I do, this time?"
Wesley sat down next to me and I melted into his chest, ruining his shirt.
"I have to tell you something." I whispered.
I looked up to his face and saw his curious eyes.
Here I go, I think, I'm about to ruin my life.
