Psycho 🔪 Ashton Irwin

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Dorothy's P.O.V

For the next couple of days I felt absolutely horrendous. I felt nauseous and dizzy almost every morning, I had headaches and my period didn't come. I was also really bloated.

After thinking about it my eyes almost piped out of my skull. I quickly ran into The kitchen where Ashton was sitting eating an apple. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow at me.

"Ash...." I whispered and he stood up, worry filling his eyes. He walked towards me and tears filled my eyes. I felt them coming and dropping to the floor creating a small poll around my get.

"Do we have any pregnancy tests?" I asked quietly hoping he wouldn't hear me but he did of course. His eyes widened a bit but I could could see he was hiding the small smile.

"The bathroom, 3rd shelf behind the tampons." He explained and I nodded walking into the bathroom licking the door behind me and grabbing the rest. Does my life really depend on this stick that I have to pee on? Yes.

I did what I had to and then scrubbed my hands clean, I waited for a couple of minutes and looked at the test, I started sobbing and I slid down the wall. I heard a small knock on the door and I grabbed the test looking at small pink faded line. I chucked it across the bathroom and stared at my stomach.

"Are you ok?" He asked and I shook my head but realised he couldn't se me.

"No." I choked and then I heard him fidgeting with something and then the door opened. He walked in concern written all over his face. He looked at me and I pointed at the pregnancy test laying across the room. He walked towards it and picked it up a small smile on his face.

"Aren't you happy?" He asked looking over his shoulder gently putting the rest on the toilet seat and walking towards me.

"I don't know, Ashton I'm not even 17 yet! There a baby bloody developing inside me." I cried out and he nodded bring me into a hug.

"It's okay." He dis dad I sobbed into his shoulder. I dislike kids, a lot, they just cry a bunch, shut a bunch and sleep A LOT. That doesn't mean I wouldn't like my own cause god knows I do but not this early.

"Do you want an abortion?" He asked his voice hushed and pained. I thought about it for a second before shaking my head.

"No, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I did."