Things will fall

Chapter One - Now

I sat in the bathroom of Wal-Mart. My heart thudding in my chest, fear coursing through my veins as I waited. Time slowed to a halt. It could not be, It would not be. I repeated this to myself like a mantra, over and over. Fearing what news the next few minutes would bring. Thinking of how drastically it could alter my life. My long straight black hair hung in my face and down my body, caressing me while I would not let my girlfriend. She waited outside the bathroom because I asked. I wanted to spare her the panic attack and the tears. My bronze colored skin stuck out in the stark white and well lit bathroom. I checked my phone again and only one minute had passed. My eyes plastered to the tiny pieces of plastic in my hand. I had to look away or I was going to make my anxiety work. I would not allow myself to glance again until the 5 minutes had passed. Waiting for a pink line to appear. Praying that it would but also praying that it wouldn't. After what seemed like an eternity of panicking and waiting finally the five minutes had come and gone. It was time to look and see. I called her into the bathroom. "Mecca, Can you come in here now please?" I called, trying to be assertive and calm though my voice came out like that of a child's. She walked in and looked at me, the question written across her forehead. I tried to stay calm to deliver the news but as hard as I tried I couldn't. "I'm pregnant..." I whispered, falling into her arms. She clutched me like a grudge, so long and hard. I could only sob into her chest and apologize. She pulled me away from her and looked me in my eyes and whispered "I still love you baby, This is our child. He is going to be okay, He will have both parents."

Mecca was so loving. This child wasn't planned yet she was so understanding. I walked out of the bathroom clutching Mecca still. It was amazing that at 5'2 she could support the two of us and nearly carry me out. I looked down at her arms holding mine in an attempt to distract myself from the situation at hand. Our skin fit so perfectly together, her deep stunning dark brown skin next to my tan bronzed complexion. We were two beautiful girls. We resembled barbie dolls, but thicker and more realistic. We had perfect features from Mecca's deep brown eyes to my lighter brown eyes., her tight coiled curls that fell to her shoulders that fell to her bra when flat ironed and my long straight black hair that fell to my waist. "Kai, what's on your mind?" she asked me as we approached the 2012 black Honda Accord that we had purchased together, our first major purchase together. She opened the passenger seat door for me to enter and helped me down. Mecca then walked around the car and got into her own seat and reminded me to buckle up as she started the car and began driving. "I'm really pregnant." I sighed with my hands in my head. I was terrified. She hadn't yet asked how the baby was conceived nor had I told her. She was just attempting to be supportive until I was ready to tell her, that was just her personality.

We drove for about 10 minutes until she finally asked, "Are you going to tell me how you're pregnant?" A single tear rolled down my face as I held my tummy and began to tell the awful tale.

  

****Author's note*****

Hey guys! This is my very first time publishing something on here.. After a long and hard decision I have decided I want to start posting! I hope you guys like it and if you think it deserves a vote--please do! I would love to read feedback, feel free to comment! Another update coming soon!

-India