sammi's pov
"its official. i'm two and a half weeks pregnant." i sighed, getting into the car with andrea.
we had just walked out of the stupid women's clinic where i had the appointment.
"what are you gonna tell dad?" she asked, cranking her car.
i put my head in my hands as she drove away from the building. "i don't fucking know, okay? i don't know." i yelled, tears beginning to stream.
"hey, calm down sis. do you want me to tell him?"
"no, i'll tell him." i rolled my eyes, propping my shoulder on the door.
we sat in silence with no radio going until my phone started ringing. the called id read jack's name.
"hey."
"hey babe, how'd it go?"
"two and a half weeks pregnant."
"wow, you're not even showing yet."
"you think i don't know that?"
"sorry. just trying to lighten the mood."
"there is no 'lightening the mood'. just shut the fuck up. that'll lighten my mood right up."
"what are you doing now?" he asked, i could hear the smile on his face through the phone.
"about to go home. where i can lay in my own misery."
"facetime me when you get home."
"no."
"too bad i'm gonna spam you with calls until you answer."
"i hate you."
"you love me. you say it everyday. you even said it earlier."
"okay."
"i love you, princess."
"i love you too, jack.." i rolled my eyes, not even trying to fight back anymore.
"baby, guess what?"
"what?"
"your birthday is almost a month away."
"cool." i said very unenthusiastically.
"that means in a month, you can be with me with no interruptions."
"oh great, last time that happened i ended up pregnant."
"baby, don't be like that. that was one minor misconception. it won't ever happen again."
"do you promise me?"
"i will only get you pregnant again when and if you want me to."
"okay, i trust you."
"i won't ever screw up again. promise. your trust is too fragile to lose again. that'd be like losing half of my heart."
"you're telling my dad that you got me pregnant when we get home."
"why me?"
