I'm Vine Ft. Kim Taehyung (BTS) {COMPLETED ✔️}

Part Fifty-Three 오십 삼

~ Alyssa ~

I fall on my knees in the bathroom. I hold the test in my hands. My eyes can't let go of it. Pregnant... Me? I-Is this real? No. I can't be pregnant! But why not? It is not like Taehyung and I were safe for the last weeks... But is this for real? Another baby? I mean, I don't cheer too early... We've been through some miscarriages already. But will this the first one without him next to me? I can't even begin to imagine how I could go through it all without him...

My mom wraps her arms around me. She puts a kiss on my head and holds me tight. I hear how she softly starts to sob. I don't know if she has happy tears or sad tears. I don't even know how I feel. Am I happy to be pregnant again? Am I happy to be a step closer to having a second child? Yes. Absolutely. I always wanted a second child and I still do. But to have a child without Taehyung... It scares me.

So a lot of different emotions race through my body. I feel happiness, sadness, fear, excitement and joy. It is really exhausting. But I try to focus on the happy parts. I am going to be a mom again! That is amazing news! All the other thoughts, struggles and future problems shouldn't be in my mind right now.

So I turn to my mom and hug her back. I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. "I am pregnant," I tell her, like she didn't already know. My mom looks at me to see my reaction. She is probably scared that I am sad or worried - which I am - but smiles as she sees the happiness written all over my face. A wide smile appears on her face as well and she puts a kiss on my head. "Congratulations honey!" She tells me. We hug again and hold each other tight. "Thank you," I tell her, "But also for being here with me."

My mom laughs and holds me closer. "I am honored!" She laughs, making me laugh as well. I let go of her to look her in the eye. "You're gonna be a grandma for the second time," I tell her. She laughs, "Now I sound very old." "Because you are," I tease and laugh. She laughs with me, "Wait for it, Ali! Soon you will be old too! A mom of two kids isn't young anymore either!" I smile wide and put my hand on my belly. Right there, comfy and hidden in my belly, is my child. My new sunshine and my new angel. 

Of course I keep in mind it can still go wrong. If someone should know that, it's me. I've had a few miscarriages in the past years. The hardest one was the most recent one, a few months ago. So of course I keep it in mind. But that won't stop me from feeling happy and excited.

We hear a soft knock on the door. I scare and look at my mother. "We can't let Yoonah know yet," I tell her, "She won't be able to keep this a secret." My mom nods, but looks a little confused. "A secret from who? You don't want to tell your friends?" She asks. I feel my heart ache when I say the next words. "I don't want to tell Taehyung yet..." My mom scares. "But honey, it's his child too! I-Isn't it?" All of a sudden she looks worried. "Yes, yes of course it is his. But... I don't want him to know yet..." I admit.

We hear another knock on the door. "Please, mom," I beg her. She nods, "Of course, honey. It is your baby." I smile and give her a quick hug before she stands up to open the door. We see my dad in the door opening. "Are you okay? You've been in here since you came home," he says. My mom and I quickly wipe the tears off our cheeks and smile at him. "We're okay," I tell him, "Where is Yoonah?"

He turns around to dubble check. "She is on the swing in the backyard," he says. My mom turns around and looks at me with a wide smile. "Well, then I think your daughter needs to tell you something," she says, looking at me. My dad looks worried, "Why? Is something wrong? What's happening?"

I can't even find the words to say. So I just show him the pregnancy test. My dad looks at it and then looks back at me. "You're pregnant?" He asks me. I smile wide and nod. "I am..." I smile, feeling the tears burn in my eyes. The more I say it, the more it feels real. Even though it still feels surreal to begin with.