When I Met You 💙

Chapter 12 (Kyra)

I knew I wasn't feeling well, but I didn't want to scare Corbyn. When the doctor said that, I couldn't bear to look at myself. All I could say think was, Why? Was I that stupid? I'm only 16! Well, 17 in three days. Besides that point, Corbyn is only 18! What do I do? Do I break up with him and "abort the mission"? Or do I "continue the mission" and have him surprised?
"Are you being serious?" I ask Dr. M. to double check.
"Yes.. the test never lies! Would you ever think a hospital would carry fake tests?" Rachida says.
"I... no." I hesitate. I'm happy for myself but, I'm worried for how Corbyn will react. I hope he takes it well!
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Ring! Ring!
My phone rings.
Ring! Ring!
The call number says 💖Bae Corbyn💖
Ring! Ring!
Should I answer it?
Ring! Ring!
I answer.
"Babe? Are you ok? I've been trying to call the hospital about a million times! What's wrong? Are you ok?" Corbyn worries, as any normal boyfriend would.
"I...uhh..." I hesitate.
"What?" He says with anger in his voice.
Should I tell him? What is he going to react like? Does he already know?
"Ok...I think I'm..." I don't finish.
"Yeah. I know. What are we gonna do with it?" He angrily asks.
"Look, babe, I know you're mad but, I think we should 'abort this mission' and wait until we're responsible enough." I suggest.
"You know what? No, no, no. First, did you cheat on me? If so, WHO WITH?!?" He yells, so loud my eardrums pop.
"First, I don't think so. I think it was your fault! Otherwise, it could've been Jack..." I yell.
"You know what? It's. Over. I don't care what you do with it, but as long as it's not mine, we're over." He hangs up. I start to cry. Jack comes around the corner.
"How much did you hear?" I cry. He gives me the "all of it" face.
"Look, we'll see who it belongs to. In the meantime, I'll ask if I can stay here overnight." Jack suggests.
He puts his hands on my cheeks and wipes away the tears. I think back to he time as if it was Corbyn wiping my tears. I take his hands and set them down. I finish wiping my own tears.
"Kyra, what's wrong?" Jack looks at me as I get up from the hospital bed to go "the bathroom". I run in and lock myself in before Jack could catch up.
"Kyra..." Jack says with a little whimper in his voice. I start to sob so loud that Jack starts to cry. I could hear the rumble of the door, that separate Jack and I, thud as he sits to cry.
"Why me? Why does it always have to be me?" I say through my cries.
"I got the test results and..." I hear the doctor walk in.
"Jack Avery, congratulations!" Rachida says, proudly. I unlock the door and slowly walk out.
"He's the..." she just now realized that we aren't happy.
"Yeah, can you please shut up?" Jack says. I crouch down to rub his back. He pushes my hand away, as if he was just hitting it.
"Kyra, I know how much this will hurt for you to do but, I'm not ready yet." Jack's voice breaks.
He's not ready...I'm just as "not ready" as he is.
"I'm just as unprepared as you are. Should we 'abort the mission?'" I ask.
"But that's the problem, I don't want you to do that. We'll have time to decide whether or not we should keep it." Jack confuses me.
"So keep it or lose it?" I ask to make sure.
"K...eep." he said with a long pause between the k and the eep.
"Ok, We're ready." I say.
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The doctor brings us into a room to tell us the rest of the news. I look at Jack. We hug tightly and we kiss.
"Jack..." I happily say.
"Yes?" He asks.
"I love you!" I say. In a split second, my smile turns to a frown. Jack comforts me as if he knew that's when I needed him most. Out of no where, tears start to roll down my cheeks. I couldn't feel them, nor could I control them. I know I'm thinking about something. No, not something, but someone. Corbyn.
"Jack..." My voice breaks.
"Shh... forget about him. He did you wrong. I won't let that happen. Don't worry, be happy! For us. Not just you and I. For us, as a family." Jack explains.
I froze when he said the word. Family. It felt as if it was far from us. It felt as if we would be apart in the next few days. I won't let that happen. Something tells me that something bad is going to happen. Whatever it is, I'll protect myself, the 1/2 of me, and Jack. It's my duty to protect. As well as Jacks.