A l i n a K a l e,
Positive.
The pregnancy test said. Shit, how am I gonna tell Nash?
Nash was my boyfriend for four years now we had sex a couple days ago, and I've been throwing up the last three days.
I love Nash and I want to spend the rest of my life with him. But what if he doesn't? I don't want him to leave me and the baby.
"Alina! What did the test say?" My mom yelled from downstairs. I sat on my bed putting my head in my hands and silently crying.
"Alina?" My mom said coming threw the door. "I'm sorry Ma." I said. She sat next to me,
"There's 'nothin to be sorry about sweetie, I love you no matter what, threw thick and thin, I'll always be there." She said hugging me.
"I love you too, Ma." I said crying in her chest.
"How are you going to tell Nash?" She asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet, how did you tell dad?" I said grabbing the nearest blanket. I wrapped myself in the soft blanket.
"We were on a date, and he asked how was I and I said, 'You mean how are y'all.' I'll never forget that day." She said kissing my forehead.
"I'm sure Nash will be here, he's a good kid Alina." She said.
I hope so.
