The Harsh life

Chapter 40

Amara- Now
Holy shit.

I blink and rub my eyes.

This is not happening. No fucking way.

For the last couple of days I've woke up feeling different, you know when you just know?

I had that feeling.

I've done two tests and they're both positive.

Holy fucking shit.

No it's not real. It's not.

I need more sticks I won't believe this till I'm surrounded in them.

My shaky hands reach for my phone and I go to my recent calls and dial him straight away.

He answers basically straight away.

"Hey, what's up?" He asks. "You okay?"

"Uh..." I stare at the two sticks in my hand.

"Can you come home?" I ask.

"I'm leaving right now." Rustling and movement is heard from his side so I'm assuming he's leaving whatever office he's in.

"Are you okay? What's going on? Are you safe?" He bombards me with questions.

"Can you get some sticks?" I ask.

"Sticks?" He asks in confusion.

"Pregnancy tests." I confirm for him.

"I'm on my way home, I'll get them and I'm coming straight for you." He tells me.

"I love you." He quickly says.

"I love you." I tell him as I put the two sticks down.

"Please come quick." I beg. Every minute I know about this pregnancy makes it harder to keep it.

If I actually am pregnant, I don't know how far along I am and I don't want to miscarry before he gets home.

"I'm coming mon coeur, I'm coming straight home to you, only stopping for pregnancy tests." He tells me.

I nod and take a deep breath.

I'm fine.

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He rushes to me in the bathroom, he either got here really fast or I am in a state of shock.

"Hey you okay?" He quickly leans down beside me.

"I'm okay." I show him the two previous sticks that are both positive.

"Holy shit." His eyes widen.

"I don't-" I shake my head in denial.

"It's okay, I got these as well." He gives me four more, different, pregnancy tests.

"Will you get me some water?" I ask and he nods.

He kisses my forehead before heading out of the bathroom.

When he returns, he's got two bottles of water.

I drink them as fast as I can and we stay intertwined on the bathroom floor till I need to pee.

"I can't look." I say once the timer goes off.

"Can I look?" He asks squeezing my hand. I nod, so he knows he can.

He flips one of the tests over and his eyes widen, the second test jaw drops, third test he covers his mouth in shock, forth test he mutters the same two words, "Holy Shit."

"We're pregnant?" I ask and he nods confirming that.

"That's six positive pregnancy tests, mon coeur." He tells me.