My Brettonio stories

It's going to be okay

Sylvie was freaking out, actually freaking out wasn't the word. She was late, so late. And she wished she was talking about she was late to meet Antonio for a date, no she was late as in she didn't get her period. How the hell was she going to tell Antonio?

She learned her lesson a few times going to Gabby for certain things because although Gabby loved Sylvie, her loyalty was with Antonio. He was her brother after all.

Sylvie honestly had no clue on who she could turn to, besides she was afraid when she had to tell Antonio that he would be mad that she didn't turn to him.

She was just so afraid of going to Antonio because they never discussed kids at all. Why would they? They were only dating for a few months. If she even brought up the subject, she would have felt a little psycho. Besides, he just started his new job. They weren't ready for this.

But she couldn't help but get excited, even just a little bit. She knew even if she was pregnant, Antonio would be there every step of the way. She just didn't know how she was going to tell him.

She didn't want to take a pregnancy test right now because she was only a few days late and she knew it was too soon, so maybe she shouldn't even worried about this, but she was the type of girl that was always on time.

Sylvie and Antonio always spent time together on her day off, even when he was working. And today, he was working. However, he just text her saying that he was on his way, so she knew she had to calm herself down. She couldn't tell him that she was late, because being a guy, he would just advised her to take a pregnancy test.

After she splashed water on her face to calm down, she walked in her bedroom and she changed into jeans and a pink tank top so Antonio didn't think she was lazy all day.

As soon as she was done brushing her hair, she heard a knock on the door. Her nerves were pretty much shot right now, but she was happy she was going to spend time with her boyfriend.

She smiled as she walked to the door, and looked through the peephole. She opened the door and smiled at him. "Hey." She said as she grabbed his arm and pulled him inside.

Antonio laughed as he wrapped his arm around her. "Someone is excited to see me." He lifted his free hand to show that he brought a bottle of scotch. "Look at what I brought!"

Sylvie looked at him as she tried to think of an excuse on why she couldn't drink it. "Uh—I can't. Early shift tomorrow." She lamely lied. Not that she was lying about work, but that never stopped her from having a glass before.

Antonio looked at her confused as he let go of his arm from around her and walked in the kitchen. He came back with two glasses. "Just one drink won't get you drunk." He loved that his girlfriend wasn't a lightweight that got drunk easily. "I want to celebrate." He said as he sat down on the couch and he opened the bottle, pouring the whiskey into the glasses.

Sylvie sat down next to him and she shook her head. "I can't." She then heard his comment about celebrating. "celebrating what?" She asked.

Antonio smirked. "Us, of course."

Now Sylvie was lost. Then she started thinking, was he the type to think about 3 months anniversary? Noticing the look on her face, he started laughing.

"I was just thinking that we are doing so great in our relationship. My kids love you, my family loves you. And I just wanted to thank you."

She was about to comment on how many glasses of alcohol did he have yet, but decided to not do that, in fear of starting a fight. Although she knew she couldn't even take a sip, she took the glass from him. "For what?" She asked her crazy boyfriend. None of what he was saying made sense, so right now to her, he was crazy.

She couldn't help but smiled at the tender look in his eyes. She felt really lucky that he was hers. "For seeing something in me that you couldn't just give up. I know I pushed you away in the beginning. Especially when it was clear to see how well we connected in the ambulance and especially that night at Molly's." He said, referring to the first time they flirted with each other.

Sylvie placed her glass down on the table in front of her, doing the same with his. She took both of his hands in hers. "And I'll never give up on you, on us. Ever." She leaned forward and she gave him a kiss, forgetting about everything she was stressing out about for now.

That was until he pulled away and smiled at her. "So, come on. Let's make a toast."

But again, she refused. "I can't, Antonio! Can you just leave it alone?" She snapped.

Antonio was taken aback by her attitude. Sylvie was the nicest person he ever met, so whenever she snapped, he knew it was something important. He looked at her. "Baby, what's wrong?"

Sylvie let go of his hands and she stood up. "Nothing." She lied as she walked away, but before she could, he stood up and grabbed her arm.

"No, we don't do this. So don't start getting in the habit of doing it now. If something is wrong, you can tell me. I don't care what it is. Just tell me please."

Seeing the look in his eyes, and knowing he wanted to fix this, she knew she couldn't hide it anymore. She wanted to wait until she knew for sure, but decided since this is about him, he deserved to know too.

"I'm late." She said, barely audible.

Antonio looked at her, confused. "Huh? Speak louder."

"I'm late!" She exclaimed. "I'm a week late. I was waiting until I was at least 2 or 3 weeks late to take a pregnancy test to be sure. But I'm freaking out!"

Antonio was taken aback at what she just said. "You're—late?"

By him asking her, she figured that he was mad. "I was on the pill, Antonio! I was. I don't know how it happened. I'm sorry." She said, smacking her forehead. "This never happened before. Even when I was with Harrison, I never went through this."

Antonio stepped towards her and he took her hand. "And if you are?"

Sylvie looked at him with a confused expression on her face. "If I'm pregnant?" She asked and he nodded his head. "I mean, of course I'm going to keep the baby. You can be as involved as you want."

Antonio looked at her with a hurt expression. "Sylvie, we're in a relationship! You're not just a one night stand."

Sylvie let go of his hand and ran her fingers through her hair. "We haven't even said I love you to each other yet! We're not ready for a kid! We're not!"

Antonio looked at her, shaking his head. "Just because I haven't said it doesn't mean it isn't true."

Sylvie looked at him with her eyes widened. "W—what?" She sputtered.

Antonio walked closer to her. "I love you. I thought you knew." He placed his hand on her face. "And baby, no one is ever ready for a baby, unless it's planned."

She looked at him, shaking her head. "How can you be so calm about this?"

Antonio laughed. "I'm not calm, Sylvie. I'm overjoyed. My insides feels like it's going to explode. If you are pregnant with my baby, with our baby, it's going to be okay."

For the first time in days, she smiled widely and started to relaxed. "You mean that?" She asked, unsure.

Antonio nodded his head. "Yes. This is good news, baby."

Sylvie smiled and she leaned her head on his chest, finally breathing normally. After a few minutes, she pulled away and looked at him. "By the way, I love you too." She leaned forward and she gave him a kiss.