What He Left (Hannily)

2: Bittersweet

Hanna's POV
*One month later*

"Emily, isn't this when you take a test or go to the doctor's? Don't you do something?" I ask Emily when I bring her her breakfast in bed. She's weak from puking all morning, go figure.
"I'll do it later in the day when I feel like it." She whines and turns down my offer.
"Emily, I'll go buy you three tests, and if you're pregnant, we're going to the doctor's. Plus, you're chances of the test being correct are highest in the morning." I say firmly, but not harshly.
"Okay, fine." She gives in and sips her soup.
"Thank you." I say and grab my purse. "I'll be right back." I almost kiss her on the head, but I feel like that would be awkward.

I get back and help Emily clean up from breakfast.
"Do you want me in there or what? Would that be weird of me to ask?" I cringe as I talk. God, I'm so stupid.
"No of course, you've helped a lot. I want you to be there when I find this out." She grabs my hand and squeezes it.
I smile at her and we walk into the bathroom. She grabs the little plastic cup that comes with the test and pees in it.
She dips the test in it for ten seconds, pulls it out, and replaces the cap.
"Here we go." I say excitedly. I basically already know the answer but I can't wait for the official results.
"I'm so nervous." Emily says and puts her head in her hands.
"Don't be. No matter what the answer is, I'll be here. We're in this together." I say and smile at her. She hugs me and we pull away.
"So... Do you want a boy or girl?" I ask, and she laughs.
"Well, I don't care which one I have. I know I'll love it either way." She pats her belly and my heart melts. "And I'm not getting an ultrasound to find out which one it is." She shakes her head.
"What?!" I ask and my jaw drops.
"Nope. I want to find out what it is when I have it." She shuts down the idea completely.
"Come on! That's crazy talk, I can't wait that long!" I say impatiently.
She laughs, and I blush.
"You're pretty excited about this baby, aren't you?" She asks, teasingly.
"Yeah, I guess." I try to brush it off, but Emily doesn't buy it. "Okay, I'm pumped. Only because it'll be like my child too!" I say and she smiles. "Wait... that came out wrong..." I think about what I said and get embarrassed once again.
All of a sudden the test goes off.
We both look at it with anxiousness in our eyes.
"Ready?" I ask and she looks into my eyes.
"Yes." She grabs the test slowly, and covers the answer. "But I want you to read it." She says.
"Really?" I say, my eyes wide.
She nods and I agree, grabbing the test from her.
"3...2...1..." I look at it and almost kiss her out of happiness.
Pregnant.

Emily's POV

Hanna smiles widely at me, and that could only mean one thing.
I grab the test from her and look at it.
"Congratulations." Hanna says excitedly.
I feel the blood rush from my face and my knees go weak.
"I can't do this... I can't be a mom, I'm only seventeen!" I try to get up, but my legs give out underneath me and I fall into Hanna's arms.
Our eyes lock, and she smiles widely. That smile is too infectious, and soon I'm grinning like a goon.
"Emily." She takes my hand, "There are so many people that love and care about you. We're all going to be here." Hanna tears up.
"Han, don't cry. I know you all are here for me, I do. I just don't know if I'm here for myself, you know? I can't even think of having this baby, if it's B-" I can't even say his name anymore.
"Don't think about it that way. This baby is an amazing thing. It's not like you have to raise the child with him. Not that you even can, he'll be in jail!" She says matter-of-factly.
"I just don't think I can look at this child without thinking of him." I shudder as an image pops into my head.
His heavy body is slumped over mine, his sweat soaking into my shirt. I try to move, but he pins me down, and continues the agonizing torture below my waist.
"Emily!" Hanna waves her hand in front of my face and I look at her quickly.
"What?" I ask.
"I said, when are you going to tell your parents? The girls? The police?" She asks and I shake my head quickly.
"No, no no no. No one else but you is ever going to know about this!" I stand up and run out of the room.
I bump into my mother by accident.
"Emily, what's wrong? Why are you so frantic?" She asks me, confused.
I turn around and Hanna is standing there.
"Tell her." She mouths at me.
I turn back around slowly, and my mother is looking at me like I have three heads.
"Girls, what's going on?" She crosses her arms and asks.
"Mom, I... have to tell you something very important." I say and close my eyes. "Promise me you won't get mad." I say and she promises.
Hanna comes up behind me and puts her arm around my shoulders.
"I'm... pregnant." I slump my shoulders and put my head in my hands.
"No you're not." She doesn't believe me.
"What? Yes I am, mom." I say and look up at her.
"Prove it." She fights.
I walk into the bathroom, grab the test and shove it in her face.
"See?! I got raped, he didn't bother to use a condom, and now I'm pregnant! Do you believe me now?!" I throw the test on the ground, and fall to my knees.
"Emmy, I... I'm sorry I didn't believe you." She kneels next to me and places a hand on my back.
"What do I do? I'm not having an abortion, so don't suggest it." I shut down the idea before it's even brought up.
"Well, do you want to keep the baby?" She asks.
"Yes." I answer quickly. There's no way in hell I'm giving my child away.
"Then, your father and I will do our best to help you raise it. But in turn, you will need to get a job and support your own kid." She says calmly.
I look up at her in confusion.
"You aren't mad?" I ask, shocked.
"Of course I am, but not at you. What happened wasn't your fault. And I promise you baby, I will do everything in my power to get Benjamin behind bars." She says firmly and I nod.
"Thank you mom. I love you." I hug her and she hugs me back.
"I love you too Emmy."