Paper Box

Chapter XII

Two months. He said two months. He's only gone for two months, she kept telling herself, looking down at her stomach. There's no way he'll miss it. She was already starting to swell up, she could feel it. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew it was happening. A child. She knew she was going to have to be ready to have a child, she just didn't know when it would happen. But, 25? She wasn't ready! Sunny wasn't even here! She just had to pull herself together. She wasn't going to have this child alone, she thought as she sat on her bed, looking at the pregnancy test she was clutching in her hand. Positive. She sat there, staring at that one little word. Positive. She wondered what kind of kid he/she will be, what will he/she like, what will he/she think of their parents think of them, Sunny and Tristi? But think of all the love that she can give to that one child. Or, OH NO, what if there are twins? She didn't know whether she could take care of two kids! She started to hyperventilate, feeling as though an invisible wall was crushing her. She just sat there there though, nothing happening to her, it all just in her own reality. But she just kept sitting there, eventually sitting up after a short pause. She sat up, looking at her stomach the entire time, wondering how long until she was going to swell like a balloon. Once again, she found herself still thinking about all the love that she and Sunny could give. And just sat there, staring down at her stomach and rubbing it with sympathy, cause she knew that she was going to eventually going to give life to someone: her own child.

This might be one of the last times you hear of Tristi for a while. So, read it twice, and prepare for more Joe!
Live long and prosper!🖖🏻