Taylor:
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How do I break it to my boyfriend, who's wanted to be a dad, that I'm not pregnant?
Why am I even crying? I knew I had to wait until towards the end of my tour to get pregnant. I think it's because I do want to be pregnant. Deep down I want a family.
The test is negative. I'm crying because I secretly want it to be positive. But Travis thinks it's the other way around.
I start sobbing in his chest.
"It's okay baby, we don't have to keep it" Travis tells me calmly even though I could heard the sadness of losing his child in his voice.
Well we have nothing to keep. I slowly show him the test.
Negative.
I wish it wasn't.
"But I thought-" Travis starts. "Baby, you wanted to be pregnant huh?"
I nod in his arms.
"It's okay" Travis says.
"No it's not. We had sex like four times in the past few days, and didn't use protection at all. What if I can't get pregnant?" I ask.
"Baby, it's okay if you can't get pregnant. You still have to finish that tour of yours."
"I guess"
There's a ring at the doorbell.
"I'll get it." Travis tells me.
"No it's fine, I'll get it." I respond.
"Okay, I'll be upstairs."
I walk to the door and I see an all too familiar face.
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A/N
Can't talk! Going to get tea with satan!
Do y'all have any recommendations?
