Wolf pack One Shots

Three minutes (Jacob Black)

Sitting on the cold tile floor staring at that small plastic stick on the counter across the room that might change your life forever, you felt like time was at a standstill. Three minutes as never taken so long to pass in your life.

You could feel your hands starting to sweat and your heart hammer against your ribcage. Your emotions had become almost too confusing to handle. You were scared,having a baby was huge not only for the dynamic of your relationship but a pregnancy is massive strain on your body, the sickness and hormones were one thing but the thought of having to push an actual human out of you is terrifying.

You were excited, if the test was positive you and Jake would be starting a family you loved babies and had though about what it would be like to have a little Jacob running around countless times, but it wasn't something either of you had actually talked about.

More than anything you were nervous, what would people think, you're barely 18 are you really ready for that kind of responsibility, to give up your life to take care of a baby. How would Jake feel would he be happy? He already resented the whole wolf thing for stopping him from living his life the way he wanted, what if he resented you for putting him into this situation, what if he leaves you.

The sound of the alarm on your phone blaring snapped you out of your head, standing up you wipe your sweaty hands on your jeans and take the three small steps to the counter top. With a shaky hand you lift the test to your face reading the result, letting out a breath you didn't know were holding you checked the box 3,4,5 times to make sure you were reading it right.

Positive.

Your pregnant, like actually pregnant, with child, bun in the oven, up the duff, pregnant. Lowering yourself to sit on the side of the bathtub before your legs gave out under you, you put your head in your hands. Before you even had a chance to stop them the tears were running down your face, not because you were disappointed but this meant you had to tell him.

Wiping the tears away you stood to look at yourself in the mirror, straightening out your clothes and splashing some water on your face incase anyone saw you. Deciding that of course you would tell him but you just needed time, time to come to terms with this yourself, to figure out what to say to him.

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It had been 3 months, well 11 weeks to be exact, You still hadn't told Jacob, the longer you waited the harder it became to find the right words. The last 2 weeks have been the hardest, the morning sickness and headaches had gotten worse and you now had a very small bump, easy enough to cover up with some of Jacobs shirts or an over sized hoodie but definitely noticeable without.

You had to start distancing yourself from Jacob, you didn't want to but you knew the minute he touched you he would notice. So you locked your window at night so he couldn't climb in and told him that you just didn't feel well, and that his insane temperature wouldn't, help much to his dissatisfaction.

However keeping it a secret had to change today, you had a doctors appointment next week for a scan, and it just wouldn't be fair to not at least give him the choice to be there if he wants.

Both your parents were at work and you knew Jake didn't have patrol so you texted him to come over because you had to talk to him.

From your place laying on the couch you heard the doorbell, getting up slowly as to not make yourself dizzy and walked to the front door, stopping at the large mirror in the hallway to check your appearance. You couldn't lie to yourself you didn't look good your complexion had paled, dark circles under your eyes from the lack of sleep, both from stressing out about telling him and having to get up every 20 minutes to either pee or vomit. The sweatpants and oversized sweater you wore did do a good job of hiding your condition thankfully.