Still Dunno

Chapter 16 - Waiting Is The Hardest Part

Joslyn's POV

The alarm went off, and I rolled over and hit snooze.

My stomach felt queasy, so I grabbed some saltine crackers before moving back onto my back and taking a small bite.

I ate a few crackers, satisfied that my stomach wouldn't lunge when I got up. I moved slowly.

I went into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet to pee.

I pulled the stick out of the top drawer and stuck it in my urine stream as I continued to pee.

I was taking a pregnancy test.

I can't remember when my last period was. I never really kept track of it since I was on the pill.

Of course, the pill doesn't work if you don't take it, which I have been known to do.

So, now I'm sitting here peeing on a stick and praying to god, if there is one, to please let it be negative.

I counted to ten twice, pulled the stick out, and set it on the counter.

Five minutes from now, I'll know for sure.

I finished on the toilet, got up, washed my hands, and pulled off my nightshirt.

Staring at my reflection in the mirror.

I can't be pregnant.

I looked exactly the same as I always do.

Except my breasts were enormous and more tender.

They barely fit in the new bra I just bought last month.

My hips seemed slightly broader too.

The jeans that I always wore were uncomfortably tight.

I needed to unbutton them last night after I finished dinner with Dad.

Dad's the one who put the idea in my head.

His comment about Mom being sick when she found out she was pregnant with Jamey made the idea click in my head.

It made perfect sense!

I've been nauseous, tired, and hungry.

I thought I was sick, maybe I am, and this is a scare.

I told myself I would take the pill daily if it returned negative.

Please, please, please don't let it be positive.

I can't have a baby!

I'm too young.

I'm not responsible enough.

I enjoy drinking, having sex, and having fun.

If I have a baby, I can't do anything. My life will be over!

Two and a half minutes left.

Geez, waiting is the hardest part.

I started to pace the bathroom.

How will I do this? Dad will help, right? Will Dad be mad?

I wonder if Mike will want to be a part of the baby's life.

Shit, I don't even know if it is Mike's baby. It could be hot guy's from the coffee shop.

That'll be a fun conversation to have!

Excuse me, hot guy? I don't know your real name, but guess what? I'm pregnant, and it's yours.

That wouldn't fly at all.