"Friends" || G.D. ||

36: Positive/Negative

Lynn's P.O.V. 

"When didn't we use protection, Grayson?" I ask, confused, still half asleep. 

"The day we got back from the beach. We got home and it was the time you were handcuffed!" he says. He is clearly freaking out. 

"Babe. Babe! Calm. Down," I say. 

"How?! How am I supposed to do that when you could be pregnant? The baby could be mine or it could be Kyce's if you are pregnant. How am I supposed to not freak out?!" he says, freaking out more. 

"BABE!" I yell. He stops pacing around the room and looks at me. "Come sit down please." He comes over and sits on the bed in front of me. 

We sit in silence with him tracing paths on my arm. "When was the last time you had your period?" he asks. 

I think about it. I can't remember but it has been over a month. I think when the say I was supposed to start and that was the 14th. It is the 22nd now. 

"I didn't even think about that. I was supposed to start like 2 or 3 weeks ago," I say quietly. He sighs loudly. 

"Grayson, please stop. You are freaking me out. I am trying to think this through. Please stop," I say.

"HOW?!" he yells. 

"Grayson," I say almost crying. 

"How am I supposed to not freak right now, Lynn!?" he says again as tears start to slip down my cheeks. 

"I don't know, Grayson!! I don't okay! I know that I screwed up. I realize that all of this is my fault and you shouldn't have to be freaking about it! I am so fucking sorry. I fucking know how much of a fuck up I am so could you please go freak out somewhere else so you can leave me and my fucked up self alone!" I say sobbing in between words. 

He looks at me and he looks like he is upset now too. 

"That isn't what I meant, Lynn. This isn't your fault, okay, baby," he says grabbing my face and wiping my tears off. "Oh, god. I just don't know what to do baby. I am sorry." 

After I finish crying, I speak," Could you go down to Target or something and get pregnancy tests. He nods his head. 

"I'll be back," he says. 

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Grayson comes into the room with a plastic bag and takes out the box of the pregnancy tests. I get up and go to the bathroom. I follow the instructions and pee on the stick. Now we wait. 

I sit on the closed toilet seat and wait. Grayson walks in and looks at me. He sits down in front of me. He grabs my face and pulls me in close. 

"No matter what happens, I am staying with you. You are for me and I am for you. I will support you and whatever you come with because I fucking love you. Don't you ever forget that" he says to me? He lightly kisses me on the lips and backs away. 

"Are you ready? It is time to look at it," I say. He nods his head. I grab the test and look at the test. I drop the test and lean into Grayson's shoulder as I cry. No matter how hard I close my eyes I can still see the positive mark, saying that I am pregnant. 

"What are we going to do, Gray," I say. 

"We are going to go call the O.B. and get an appointment set up and then we are going to talk about the possibilities of what we are going to do," he says calmly. It seems like our positions have switched because now I am the one freaking and he is the calm one.