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🧪 twenty-one. let me get what i want ☆ ⊹ ࣪.⋆༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚
Splotches of dark red crimson had been formed within the fabric as she stared down at it with a neutral expression. Valeria stared as if it had no meaning to her and she blinked a few times as she examined the blood in the bathroom. It was splotchy, spotted as if she wasn't truly bleeding, and her jaw was slightly agape. After cleaning herself up, Valeria quickly rushed into her bedroom and tried to find a medical book that could fix herself. Maybe it was something entirely different and she was freaking out for no particular reason. Her hand hovered above the textbook about pregnancy, her fingers outstretched, but they clasped firmly around the cold cover and she flipped through it. She exhaled wearily.
Her worried eyes scanned the sketches on the white pages, seeing all the development stages of a pregnancy, and she flipped to a page that she had dog eared years ago. "Okay, okay, okay." whispered Valeria, worriedly as she scanned the page for the answer she was looking for. Maybe she was just starting off her period weirdly enough. Her eyes read over the symptoms and her heart dropped. Backache, fatigue, spotting.
Valeria felt immense rage surge through her body and she slammed the textbook on the floor. She couldn't possibly be pregnant. The idea was preposterous, completely crazy. She had sex a few times in earlier years, but why now?
Why now after all this time?
She felt angry. Maybe it was just false hopes or something so Valeria stood up and threw the textbook somewhere so she could be rid of any anger. It didn't help. Most people would be happy about unexpected pregnancies or something, but not Valeria. Fuck that. She was not mother material or anything because kids annoyed her before. She had to stop numerous times to stop her hands from shaking in anger, exhaustedly running her hands down her face.
If there was one thing that Valeria did not want was getting pregnant. The idea of it when she was younger was ultimately gross and it was still gross now that she was older. It wasn't ideal for her to have kids even though they were cute sometimes, except for the fact that they pooped and cried all the time.
Her stomach felt so big suddenly and she pinched at her warm flesh. A baby could've grown within it and she furrowed her eyebrows in anger. She tried not to think about it as she showered the grime off of her skin from her previous patrol and she tried to push the revelation into the back of her skull where the other things rested. She wouldn't tell Joel unless she realized it was just a false alarm or if it was way too late to lie about it anymore. Either way, she wasn't planning on telling him today or tomorrow.
"Don't you think you're a little overdressed?"
"I don't have any other clean clothes. I'm gonna go to that little laundromat area tomorrow morning."
