Good News

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Danny's POV

A loud knock on the door takes place and I go to the living room of the suite, opening the door to meet face to face with Luke and Michelle holding two boxes of pizzas the same time his young sons run inside the suite. "Pizza is here and it's time to have some fun!" Michelle announces as she sits one of the boxes on the table. "Oh, thank goodness! I've been craving for pizza all day!" I turn to Jaelyn, who is pulling the lid of the pizza box up to put two slices of pepperoni pizzas on her plate and sprinkles the pizza slices with crumbles of Cheez It crackers on top of the pizza before she takes a bite of one of them. And I look at her stomach, which looks swollen and her breasts are twice the size of her natural breasts. We changed into our pajamas before they showed up.

"Jaelyn, can I ask you a question?" I ask while my eyes dart at her with concern. Jaelyn stops chewing her pizza and puts one slice down on her plate. "Sure, Danny!"

"When was the last time you had your period?" I question.

Her eyes are burning at my soul with a glare and she pulls her eyebrows together in confusion. "Why'd you ask? I didn't even have my period yet. I checked my calendar on the official website of My Days, but the day that I'm supposed to have my period already passed." Jaelyn acknowledges. Is Jaelyn trying to say what I think she's about to say? Can she be pregnant with our first child? If she is, I'll take care of both of them and it would be the first time to experience parenting.

"Il mio amore, is there a possible chance that you could be pregnant?" I hint. Her eyes gleam with excitement and replies, "I could be, maybe."

"Cousin Jaelyn, when we wake up, you and I are going on a trip to CVS to get a pregnancy test. Okay, Cousin Jay?" Michelle intends.

"Sure, it sounds like a plan." Jaelyn concurs and takes a bite of her pizza. Just like Jaelyn, I take two slices of pepperoni and cheese pizza and put them on my plate before heading back to the master bedroom of the suite with Jaelyn.

"Ow!" I turn to glance at Jaelyn hissing while she's resting her hand over her heart as the pain etches her face due to her eyes squeezing taut and taking a long intake of breath through her nose.

An overwhelming rush of panic gets to me because I ask in a worried tone of my voice, "Jaelyn, what's wrong?"

"My heart is burning! Do you have any Tums?" Jaelyn's voice strains and I pull out a bottle of Tums as well as picking up a water bottle off the bedside table and hand the two bottles to her. She accepts them and takes one of the chewable tablet, putting it in her mouth and begins to chew on it. And then, she twists the cap of the water bottle and takes four gulps of water until the bottle is halfway empty and filled. Jaelyn twists the cap closed the same time she breathes heavily after drinking enough water to get rid of the pain in her heart.

The Next Day

Jaelyn's POV

This morning, Cousin Michelle and I are at CVS and we're both at the personal care aisle, looking for the pregnancy tests. I pick the First Response pregnancy test, only to widen my eyes at the price of the product. "A hundred and ninety eight dollars and thirty cents?!" I exclaim the question. I shake my head and rolls my eyes, putting the box back on the shelf and avert my eyes from the knockoff pregnancy test to another one. I inspect the price, which is only nine dollars and forty nine cents and I look at the left corner of the box to discover it's the CVS brand.

"Store brand stuff are cheaper than some of the stuff at the other stores!" I scoff and put the item in the basket. "So, Cousin Michelle—" I look up to my left to discover Cousin Michelle's not standing beside and I turn to the right to find Cousin Michelle picking up three boxes off the shelf and I walk to her direction to see that she's carrying three boxes of Maximum Trojan condoms. I angle my hip out and put two hands on my hips. "Cousin Michelle, are you for real, for reals now? You're buying condoms at nine in the morning?" I doubt.

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