Over The Ocean

Chapter 3 - Maybe baby

Kate's POV

It's been a month since I met him. I texted Avi, cause he was interesting that night. I mean all the stuff we talked about.

He was happy to hear from me, but unfortunately they weren't going back to London so we didn't meet up. We talked few nights, but that's all. We tried to block out what happened, he didn't need that attention from the media and I didn't either. I am too anxious to get into that stuff with media. In general, I felt bad for not thinking before everything happened, even though, I'll admit, it was pretty great.

I woke up one morning feeling really sick. Like really. Haven't felt that sick in a long time. I sat up in my bed and understood that I can't hold anything down. I almost didn't get in time to the bathroom. 

Something's wrong. My period is not regular, but I haven't had it in long time. I can't be... All these fears and thoughts start to flood my brain and I start to panic. Calm down. Maybe you're just sick. It's just your anxiety talking again.

I take a few deep breaths and stand up. Take a shower change and try to work with my book. But everything I can think about is this... Maybe baby.

So I drive to the local drug store and buy a pregnancy test. They think I'm buying it for my sister. Cause I have had to do it a few times.

I smile an embarrassed smile as I pay for it and go home. I am a loner, but this is too much to deal with alone. I can't slip away into may own darkness by not telling anything to anyone again. So I dial my sister's number.

"Hello! This is Lily, I can't talk right now. Please leave a message!" *beep*

"Lily. It's an urgency. Please, come home when you can. I have a lot of explaining to do. But just... Don't break any rules coming here." I hung up.

I walk around the house nervously till I hear Lily's car pulling in the drive way. Then I go to the kitchen and make some tea.

"Hey sis!" Lily calmly hugs me. She usually is calm in alarming situations. (Because I usually don't disappear at clubs and show up in the next morning). It keeps me calmer too.

"Hey..." I nervously say. I take both of the tea cups and set them on table. We sit down.

"So, what's the matter?" She smiles in a motherly way and takes my hand. In these moments she reminds me of our mother not the party animal she can be.

"Before I get to the problem, I have a story to tell. I was not so open about that night when we went out..." I look down.

"So you did do something. I knew it! My gut was right." She says to herself and giggles. 

"Yes. I did." I swallow the lump in my throat and speak. I tell her everything I remember from that night. How I met Avi, how we talked and went to get food in that restaurant,  how we danced and then I stop. It's hard to tell this.

"And then? What happened at the dance floor?" She asks. She quite likes this her personality in me.

"We went to his hotel room. We were drunk and we both are not those kind of people who can hook up without feeling guilty and all that and  I don't even remember that much and..." I start to cry. Lily looks at me sad and understanding.  She would be fine in my situation, but she knows I'm sensitive and over think every move, so this is unlike me and I'm really upset. She kneels besides me and hugs me tight.

"And the thing is. I'm worried I might be pregnant." I feel her freeze a little. I know she knows this feeling. That why she has become more careful with hooking up. She has had a few pregnancy scares even thought she hasn't been pregnant after all.

"It'll be okay." She says.

"Did you take the test?" She asks and looks at me.

"Not yet. I was scared to do it alone. I am already crying. I don't want to know what would happen if I'd take it alone." I smile a little. She takes my hand and stands up.

"Okay, then let's do it now. I'm here, everything will be fine. It's better to know than to worry without knowing."

We walk to the bathroom and I take the test. I don't want to know so I give it to Lily.

She looks at her phone and puts the test beside her. She doesn't say anything just looks at me in calming way while I stand in front of her.

After what feels like a lifetime she picks the stick up and looks at it. I can see her face drop a bit even though she tries not to show it.

"Oh, no!" I start to cry. I crawl into a small ball on the bathroom floor and cry. She hugs me, strokes my hair with her fingers and lovingly whispers to me
"Everything's going to be okay. We'll get trough this. I will help you. It's okay..."

It goes on for half an hour till I fall asleep. My sister is incredibly strong and I'm quite light so she picks me up and brings me to her bedroom. Tonight she cuddles me.