Give it a chance

Unavoidable

Emmett sat across from me on my bed, my room was surprisingly clean for once which was very unusual for my crazy busy life, I'd recently gotten a job at the local Shopko, and went from school, Emmett, work. Just boom, boom, boom. Free time was rare. I glanced at him, my gaze wavering every so often. Emmett could obviously see the tension and worry combined with fear written across my features, he was so good at reading people... emotions and feelings as If I were an open book. 'Aria.. what's wrong?' Emmett signed, quickly his worried crystal clear blue eyes stared at me, as his plump lips moved with every word he signed almost as if he were trying to speak the words alongside them. I could feel the tears prick behind my eyes, as I struggled to remain straightfaced. 'I.. I just found something out, Emmett... that's all. And I'm not sure how you're going to handle it..' I signed slowly, every move distinct and clear, I'd improved on my signing even more so since meeting Emmett which was a huge and rare shock considering all my life I'd been surrounded by deaf family members, and grew up being treated as if I were also a deaf person. Emmett's pearly whites showed as a smile that would usually make me weak in the knees came into his features, his dimples showing clear as day. 'Well just tell me.. it's not going to change anything.. you know that.' He signed trying to reassure me, it worked a tiny bit.. until my anxiety kicked in reminding me that once I let Emmett know of the little baby growing in my womb, things would change.. oh so much. I wasn't ready.. we were only at the beginning of my senior year... I was still a teenager myself! But I knew... I had to take responsibility and I wanted to, for myself. For my baby, and for Emmett. I took a shaky breathe, and reached down into the bedside table beside my full size bed and slid open the drawer pulling out the box, that held the pregnancy test. Luckily, the box was pretty plain and wouldn't give away altogether what I was going to be holding out to him. I was shaking, my small hands vibrating as I tried to focus and hold still. I was terrified of what Emmett would do.. what he would say or even think. I couldn't lose him. For the first time in my life, I believed in something as fairytale like as Love, because of him. Because of me meeting him a little over a year ago. I opened the box and discarded it into the small little trash, I held the small plastic piece of proof of the huge matter I was just about to tell my boyfriend.. the man id fallen so in love with in the last year or so, that I was carrying our child. I hadn't even realized I was crying until I heard the weak little sob escape my lips, I thrust the test into his hands as the tears began to fall. It was obvious they were not tears of regret, but of fear.. fear of what Emmett would say. I watched as he confusedly, scrambled to catch the item I'd so rushedly shoved into his hands, his big blue eyes fell onto the object, and I watched as his eyes widened. He too, was staring down at the little pink plus sign, I nervously fidgeted, before Emmett, straightfaced looked up to meet my eyes, I couldn't read his feelings nor expressions in this moment, probably vibrating and overwhelmed with my own, I couldn't even bare to look him in the eyes, I was terrified he'd be mad.. he'd hate me...