Love and Lust

Pregnancy?

Sabrina's POV

"Mom! I feel like imma puke an it's going to be your fault for making that god awful food." I shouted from upstairs in my room. My mother could not make breakfast foods whatsoever. That's why I skip breakfast every weekend. Yet, every weekend she tries again but it always goes to waste no matter what.

"I just wanted ro make something special for your father sweetie." She was having mood swings I could tell she was crying as I descended down the stairs.

" Have you told him yet mother? Or do I have to take matters into my own hands?" I was questioning whether my mother was ready for my father to know or not.

" I keep trying but every time I get close to telling him something always comes up. Like work or he is sexually frustrated." My mother was a push over when it came to my father. They had been through so much yet they always are subconscious about themselves.

"Ew. Mom please stop saying things like that." As I stepped into the kitchen I had the sudden urge to throw up every last content that was invading my stomach at the moment.

Running to the bathroom and trying to stop myself from puking was the hardest thing that I had done that whole week. As I was emptying my stomach someone was pulling my hair back in order to protect it from the horrendous liquids that where spilling out of my body.

" Sabrina are you ok?" I knew that voice. It was my supposed to be bestfriend.

" I'm find it's not like you care anyway." I was trying my best to not break down in front of him but it was so hard.

" Sabrina, if you don't mind me asking. When was the last time you, you know, had your girl thing?" Dylan was scratching the back of his neck.

" I don't remember! Ok? God, fuck off it's not like you care anyway."Truth be told I had it last week. But who said that I couldn't have some fun while he was here.
" Are you pregnant Brina? I thought you were on the pill. Shit your dad is going to kill me. GOD DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" This was better than TV. watching him have a mental break down was the newest highlight of my day. To bad I had to end it.

"Dylan, I had my period last week but, you would know that if you where here with your bestfriend and explained what happened that fucking night when we had sex. But you where onto the next pair of legs that would gladly open for you and the rest of the male population!" I stomped up the stairs and into my room.
    Even though I had my period I decided to take a test just to be sure.
10 minuetes later......
"Thank Jesus!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.
Turns out I was 100% not pregnant. The news was good for me and Dylan. If I was baking a bun in my oven my father would kill Dylan and then trap me in the house for the rest of my life. No matter how old I get.
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