This Love (A Stemily Fanfiction)

2. This love left a permanent mark.

Emily's POV

"EBR, are you pregnant?!" Italia exclaimed.

I shushed her, worried that the boys would show up and hear our conversation.

Mavi was splashing around in the bath, so I pulled Italia to the side because Mav had been in her repeating words phase, I swear she was way too advanced for her age.

Stephen had about lost it when she said 'shit' after him the other day.

"Are you pregnant?" Italia asked again, impatiently.

I shook my head. "I don't know."

She furrowed her eyebrows. "How don't you know?"

I bit my lip. "Well I'm late like really late and I'm never late, but I haven't taken a test yet."

She raised her arms. "Why the hell not? Does Stephen know?"

I shook my head.

"Again, why the hell not?"

I sighed. "I don't know. I just don't want to get his hopes up. I know he wants another kid, but I don't think I'm ready to be a mom."

She chuckled. "Hun, what do you think you've been doing these last few weeks?"

I smiled while watching Mavi play with her Nemo.

"This is different. This baby would be mine and Stephen's, not just Stephen's. There would be no one else responsible for screwing it up." I said.

She smiled. "Em, you're not going to screw it up. You are so ready for this."

I couldn't imagine a life of car pools and diaper changes. I was only 23.

"You better not be thinking about your age because I know girls who became mothers at 18 and have been doing just fine." Italia said.

I sat down on the edge of the bath and began to wash Maverick's hair.

"Em. Nemo!" Mavi yelled and handed me her Nemo excitedly.

I took it and began playing with it and she shook her head.

"What baby?" I asked.

She pointed at my stomach. "Sissy."

I turned to Italia quickly. "Did you just see that?! How does she know that?!"

I began to panic and Italia just smiled.

"Italia!"

She pointed at the door and Stephen was standing there with a smile on his face. "I think he knows more than you think. I'll leave you two alone to talk."

I grabbed a towel and took Mavi out of the bath.

"Can you turn the fan off?" I asked Stephen.

I lied Mavi on the bed and began to put her diaper on.

"So do you want to explain why Mavi knows the word sissy and pointed at my stomach?" I questioned him.

He sat on the bed and handed me a Walgreens bag.

"What is that?" I asked.

"Pregnancy tests. I grabbed 2 of every one they had. I figured that's what you would do. We can make an appointment with your doctor tomorrow just to be sure." He said.

I put my hands up. "Woah. Slow down there. You need to answer my first question before we go any further here."

He sighed. "Well I've noticed you being a little moody lately, and I might've caught you looking at your stomach in the mirror for the past 3 mornings. By the way did you ball up one of my Fuck Cancer t-shirts to use as a fake stomach?"