Forced Love

Fourteen

Alyssa~
I walk down stairs to immediately talk to Shawn about it. I don't want think too much on whether I should talk to him or not, I'm doing this now!
"Shawn!" I shouted as I raced down the stairs. He sat on the couch putting his converse on.
"Hey babe, what's wrong?" He stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You know how I've been throwing up a lot lately?" I curled my hair in nervousness.
"Yeah..."
"Well... I think I'm... P-pregnant." I stuttered on my words like it was my job. His lips parted in distress.
"Have you taken a test?"
"No, but--"
"You have to take some before confirming anything about being pregnant."
"I need you to buy me some. I still feel way too sick to go out anywhere right now."
He nodded and kissed my cheek. I'm so worried about "us" now. He was too frantic to say anything else but worry about the "pregnancy."

---[Shawn comes back and Alyssa takes the tests]---

          "These tests are taking forever." I shouted out to Shawn from the bathroom. Shawn's working a lot more than I am about this. I don't know why, since if it does come out positive, I'll be the person with the most burden.
"Just get them done!" He yelled back with a door slam. Is he actually... Mad at me? Why would he be mad at me? Sorry I was born a female?
I looked down at the white and pink stick, waiting for it to tell me whether or not my life will change drastically. I shook it a little. Maybe it'll work and just TELL ME.

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Negative. It's negative! Oh my god, it's negative! I peered over to my other tests to see that they all had the same outcome. Negative! My cheeks heated up as I jumped up and down, silently of course. I'm not going to be a teen mom! I sound so stupid right now, but trust me when I say that I'm relieved. It's like a giant anchor was lifted off of my shoulders.
I clutched the three tests in the palm of my hand and rushed down stairs to tell Shawn the amazing news.
"Shawn!" I called out for him as I rushed around looking for him. Not in the kitchen, not in the living room, I know he's not upstairs. Did he leave without telling me?
"Shawn?" I called out for him one more time before dialing his number into my phone.

"Shawn?" The first thing I spoke into the phone.
"Yeah." He monotonously responded.
"Where are you?"
"I'm outside."
"Why."
"I needed to get some fresh air."
"Um... Ok. Come back inside."
"Ok." Less than a second after he said that, he hung up. What's with the sudden change, Shawn?