After leaving the drugstore with a couple of pregnancy tests we headed home without uttering a word.
I was reading the instructions when Camila took the stick from the box and went to our bathroom.
I followed her closely and she chuckled looking at me as we got to the toilet.
"Are you planning on leaving the bathroom and letting me pee at some point or...?"
I shook my head "I ain't going anywhere."
She snorted and sat on the closed toilet with her legs crossed.
"Can you tell me of when you found out you were pregnant with Gabe?"
I smiled at the thought, I wanted to share that moment, it was only right if I told her of how mine went since I wasn't even willing to leave her in the bathroom alone at that time.
"I had no symptoms besides my period skipping, after two weeks of being late I secretly bought a test and did it by myself," I thought of all the feelings that went through my body at the time, "I was so scared, but to be honest once I was waiting for the results my biggest fear for some reason was for it to be negative," Camila nodded listening to me, "at the end when it was positive I was so happy, even if it was probably the worst time and not the ideal situation I was having my baby and that was enough."
"Who did you tell first?" Camila asked shyly biting her lip, totally into the story.
"His dad, but one week later, I took another test first to make sure."
She nodded with a little smile "how did he take it?" I chuckled.
"He almost passed out, but then we danced." I frowned, I never thought of him, but he was my best friend at some point, I sighed, I always thought I got over his death way too quickly, but the truth was that I never really gave myself the chance to grieve, some part of me convinced me that he was simply somewhere else, I hated the thought that he could be actually nowhere at all.
"He was happy too," Camila said with a smile pulling me out of my trail of thoughts.
"Yeah," I smiled finding again my positive attitude, "but he wanted a girl."
"What did you want?" she asked curiously.
"I wanted a boy, to teach him how to throw a ball and stuff like that, when I found out he was a boy for real I knew he would have been my boy, it felt so natural you know?"
She kept toying with the stick in her hand, I remembered of how I procrastinated taking mine too. "I passed the entire afternoon of my test in the bathroom, not able to pee on the thing, it just blocked whenever I tried," I said with a light chuckle.
She raised her eyebrows and smiled probably at the thought.
"Shall I do it now?" she asked.
"Whenever you're ready" I nodded and looked at her as she got up and opened the toilet.
"Can you at least turn to the other side?" she pleaded and I snorted giving her my back.
I patiently waited till I heard her pulling her pants back up to turn again and look at her.
My heart threatened to jump out of my chest while she wrapped the stick in toilet paper.
"How long are we supposed to wait?" she asked, nervousness clear in her voice.
"Just put it face up in the paper and we'll look at it when we're ready, 'cause right now I feel like throwing up." I said honestly making her laugh.
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Mama's boy
Hayran Kurgu"When you're twenty and your child is four you know something probably didn't go as it should have, when you know almost nothing about his father it is for sure." Lauren is a college student with a lot of responsibilities and happens to make wrong c...
