Schizophrenia [#Wattys2017]

[47] Shit

Tess's POV

It's been a year since Josh and I have gotten back together. And everything is perfect. Josh lives with me only because I live alone and my house is closer to college.

Lately, I've been really moody since my period hasn't yet come.

"Tess! Come eat breakfast!" Josh yelled from down stairs. I could smell his cologne as I got out of bed.

"Coming!" I yelled back. I quickly pulled my hair into a high ponytail and lazily walked down the stairs.

"How's my Princess doing? Ready for college? There's only two weeks left," he said happily, a huge smile spreading on his face.

"Ugh," I groaned in annoyance. I didn't want to deal with him or anything related to school.

"Okay then. Someone's in a mood," I ignored his comment and started eating the cereal Josh had made for me. Ugh, the idiot didn't put enough milk in. I rested my head in my hand as I scooped a spoon of cereal and poured it back in the bowl.

I felt a sudden load of sickness rising up my throat. I wrapped both hands over my mouth as I ran to the bathroom and let it all out in the sink.

Josh followed straight after and held my hair out if the way while rubbing my back, soothingly. I could feel my back muscles relax although I hadn't realised that they were tensed.

"I'm fine. I'm fine," I reassured him. "I'll be in the kitchen after I'm done here," I told him.

As soon as he left, I closed the bathroom door and sat on the floor to think about why I'd been puking up recently. It didn't happen before, but, it could possibly be a tummy bug.

Could I be...?

No, I wasn't.

I couldn't. I still have college, that could never happen.

There was still a part of me urging me to take the pregnancy test.

I got up from the floor and opened the small wall cabinet and rummaged find to find the pregnancy tests that I'd gotten from Brooklyn as a joke for my Christmas present.

I took the test. And got a negative result. I sighed in relief and ran a hand through my hair.

I picked up the pregnancy test to put it in the bin and my eyes locked onto a plus sign on the test. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. But it said negative...?

I took the test again just to make sure it was negative and that test was just dodgy. I waited a couple minutes for the result while bouncing my leg up and down.

No. No. No. My eyed were glued to the plus sign on the test.

I instantly fell to the floor and tears soon began rolling down my cheeks.

How could I possibly have I child at the age of nineteen? I haven't even finished college yet. The thought of having a baby after nine months made me feel nauseous. I thought Josh used protection though?

I puked again, this time in the toilet.

"Tess?" Josh knocked on the door. "You alright?" He seemed concerned.

"Yeah, just a small tummy ache," I lied, trying to stop myself from vomiting once again.

"Okay," he replied. He didn't seem fully convinced with my answer which made me even more worried. What if he questioned me again? I could hear his footsteps fading as he waked away.

I reached for my phone and dialled Brooklyn's number.

"Hey, girl. How you doing?" She positively spoke. Her happy tone making me upset and sob even more.

She noticed my crying and her tone changed. "Tess, are you alright?" I didn't have the voice to answer her.

"Tess?" She tried catching my attention but it didn't work.

"I'm coming over," she stated. My eyes widened. "No, no! Don't, please." I begged.

"Then tell me what's up," she said, slight confidence in her voice.

"I'm.. Brooke... Pregnant," I struggled to get the words out of my mouth.

"Oh my God! Congratulations!" She yelled into the phone and began squealing. "I'm so happy for you!"

I began crying again even more. "What happened?" She asked, confused as hell.

"I haven't told Josh and I done think he would want the baby. And I can't abort," I stammered, my cheeks damp from the salty tears.

"No, no. You've got it wrong. I assure you, he'd love to have the baby," she assured me.

"Tess?" Josh's voice interrupted my call with Brooke. I immediately ended the call without saying goodbye and got off the floor.

I cleaned up my appearance before opening the door. "You alright?" He asked for the fourth time in the past hour, his eyes scanning my face for an answer.

"Yeah, I think it's that pizza from last night making my stomach hurt." I lied, again.

"Lets go eat breakfast," he stated and pulled me into the kitchen by my hands.

After breakfast, we both were ready got college an hour early so we decided to watch some TV.

"Um, Josh?" I took a deep breath in, hoping that he'd be happy with the baby. "I have something to tell you," his face paled.

"What's wrong?" He asked, concerned.

"I'm pregnant," his eyes widened.

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A/N:

hey,

YASSS! She's pregnant cause why not XD.

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