The Step Brother

Chapter Ten.

Kiara
      As we were in the car, something alarmed me. I'd thrown up, had a bad headache with some cravings. I could be pregnant. There's no way in on god's green earth that I'll tell my mom that. No way.

"Mom I'm okay," I blurted. She looked at me, stirring the wheel. "Are you sure?" she asked. "Yeah it's just a headache, I'm sure," I lied. She nodded, swerving on the road. She drove us back home, looking at me with suspicion. When we got home, I went straight into my room and went to bed.

The next morning, I woke up and took a shower. I dressed in some jeans and a hoodie. I slid into some Birkenstocks and grabbed my phone. I was taking matters into my own hands. I noticed my mother and step father was at work. Chres was no where to be found. I walked out of the house, and scurried down the street. I went into a corner store and picked up a pregnancy test box. The cashier wasn't paying attention at all. I walked to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Taking the test out of the box, I grew some what nervous. I read the directions, and pee'd on the test stick. I threw the box into the garbage and placed the cap on the test. The test results came back quick revealing that I was indeed pregnant. I pulled my pants up, and washed my hands. I flushed the toilet and sighed.

I thought maybe I should take another test but sooner or later the cashier was going to notice me. I pulled my phone out and took a picture of the test.

TO: Alex - multimedia message
      you can not tell anyone

I sent the text and sighed. I slid the test in my hoodie pocket and walked out of the store. I walked back home and laid on the couch. Then, Chres came out of his room shirtless. I looked at him then looked away.

"What's up Kiara, what's the matter?" he asked. He sat at next to my feet, rubbing my bare feet. I contemplated on letting him see the results or not. I sighed, pulling the test out of my hoodie. I slid it in his lap. He read it. "This is yours?" he asked. I nodded with a tear strolling down my face. He sighed. "What are you thinking about doing?" he asked. "I don't know, adoption? Abor-" I couldn't even say it. "Don't even think about aborting this baby Kiara," he said sternly. I sighed. "I'm not." I said. "So how am I going to hide this?" I asked. "Wear big things, lay low," he offered. I nodded. "I guess that's my only choice,"