Part 2: A Pleasant Surprise?!

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Three years of our love affair had passed. A few arguments here and there, things were a bit rocky but the love never seemed to fade away. By now, mum and dad had found out about our relationship but they didn't seem to be bothered by him and I much. It had been sometime and I had been feeling sick for quite sometime. I decided it was time that I told my lover, Josh, about what had been going on with me. I picked up my phone and dialed his number...

"Hey, Joshie"

"Hey Babe, what's goin' on?"

"Nothin' much just sick"

"Sick?"

"Yeah. I've been throwing up a lot lately, getting lots of headaches, I feel dizzy almost every time I get up and I'm always sleepy. Is that normal??"

"Um..no you never get sick and when you do it doesn't last long. Maybe it's something else?"

"Something else?! Like what?!"

"Maybe..um..I don't know..you could be..you know.."

"Pregnant?!!! Never!!! My parents would beat the skin off of me! Oh my gosh, I hope am not, I haven't even finished school and I'm only sixteen."

"Babe, I never said you were, I said you could be. But anyway, you should still take a test just in case, 'kay babe?"

I agreed on taking the test and hoped with all the faith I had buried within me that I was not pregnant.

The next day, Josh came over and he gave the pregnancy test to me. I went to the bathroom shaking like a wet dog and peed on the stick and when I save the result my heart froze along with my entire body. There it was, there was my future going down the drain and i suddenly came back to the reality of what was happening. I exited the bathroom with my head bowed so I could hide the tears of my fears of what was to come.

"What's the matter?"He asked with such concern that it made me break inside even more. I raised my face so that my eyes met his and as he saw the tears streaming down my face he ran up quickly and embraced me with a hug of warmth.

"J-jo-j-josh...I-I-I-I'm pregnant" I said crying even more and louder. Though shock spread through his body like a virus, he continued holding on to me and tried comforting me through it all. He told me it would all be okay but as much as I wanted to feel like it would all be okay I knew it wouldn't. He got me to stop crying and now it was time that WE would tell my parents so we waited for them to get home.


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