Kylie's POV
"Great. So I know that pregnancy was a concern for you," I do the only thing I can do. I shake my head yes and look down at my lap. I'm too scared to even look up at brad. "Your results came back and it turns out that you are pregnant." I felt my whole body go numb. I want to talk but I feel like my throat is closing up. "What most likely happened was when your friend Landon upset you, you had a bit of an anxiety flare up, which caused your blood pressure to rise, ultimately causing you to pass out. It's something we see quite a bit, believe it or not." I can't control the emotions that are going through my head at this moment. I can't imagine what brad is going through. "Ma'am, are you okay?" The doctor asks but I don't have the answer.
"I.. I think I'm gonna be sick." I feel the lump in my throat rising and grab around for a trash can or a bucket or something. Everyone scurries around the room to get a bucket to me but brad is the first to teach me. I take the bin out of his hand and almost instantly I am spewing into the can.
"Are you okay?" His voice cracks as he pulls my hair back out of my face. When I don't look at him or answer he turns to the girls and says, "can I have a moment alone with her?"
"Yes sir." The doctor says and Bri shakes her head in agreement.
As soon as I hear the door click I begin crying. "I'm so sorry.." I say, trying to inhale enough air to breath. "Please don't hate me. I was going to tell you but I just started thinking about it myself. I was going to take a test before I sprung it on you that I thought I was. I wasn't hiding it from you, I just didn't want to scare you away. I just kept thinking, what if I tell him and he gets scared and leaves or what if I tell him and I'm not and then he thinks I'm crazy? I just don't want to lose you and I'm so sorry you had to find out this way." I'm speaking so fast, trying to explain myself. I'm not sure he can even understand the words that I'm saying.
"You are crazy." He says to me.
"What..?" My heart is broken.
"You are crazy if you think I'm mad or that I'm going to leave you. You're absolutely fuckin' mental." My heart sinks into my stomach in the best way possible. I'm speechless. I have so much I want to say but the words just won't come out. "We both knew this could happen. We fuck. A lot," my eyes widen at his words. "I'm not giving up on you and i'm not leaving. I know its scary, but its not like we're children. We have money saved back. I know it's scary, but we can't change the fact that this is happening. All we can do is make the best of it." He's doing a really good job of calming me down but i'm absolutely terrified still.
"Your mother is going to hate me. Your whole family is going to hate me, oh god. i haven't even met them yet and they're going to hate me." the words keep spewing out of my mouth.
"Babe, quit. Sure they're going to be shocked, just like we are right now, but do we hate each other, do we?" I don't say anything because i'm too nervous to speak. "Okay, don't answer that if you do hate me."
I cant help but laugh. "Of course i don't hate you. I'm just shocked that you're taking this so well."
"It's not something that I should be upset about. I created a life with the girl i love. if we we're sixteen it would be different. We're adults, Kye. We're allowed to start families and grow up. My parents have been joking about grandchildren for a long time and I know your mom has as well," he smiles at me and i try my hardest to smile back at him but the mention of my mom breaks me down a bit. He's right. My mom has been joking about me giving her grandchildren since i turned eighteen. she always said wait until you're twenty five and then I want babies to squish. I'm a bit early, but i know she'd love them, none the less. This is something i was supposed to share with her too.. and now shes not here. I'm brought out of my thoughts by a knock on the door.
"Okay, Miss Lee, we're going to go ahead and release you. You'll need to make an appointment with your obgyn, or we can set one up for you. let them know at the front desk and they can help you from there. Congrats you two."
"Thank you for your help." Brad says.
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Brads POV
It's been two days since I found out Kylie and I are having a baby. I know I should be scared but I can't be. I'm so excited. The morning sickness has been a bit awful. I dread waking up in the morning and seeing her in so much pain, but at least now we know why.
"Babe," Kylie yells from the living room, "we gotta go. We're gonna be late for school."
"Coming!" I yell out the bedroom door as I run out to the room to join my beautiful girl.
"Last day." Kylie says with a fake smile on her face.
"Yeah! So why are you acting so sad?" I ask.
"I can't help it. I know your mom is gonna be excited.. but I'm still scared to tell her. What if she's not? You know?" She picks at the paint on her nails to try to calm herself.
"She's going to love you and the baby just fine. She already loves you. And no matter what, I love you and him or her with all my heart." I pull her in for a kiss and pull open the door.
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Fanfiction"Why did this have to happen. Why did I have to look into those big, beautiful, brown eyes. Why did I have to fall so hard in love with him? I told myself not to! I told myself over and over again that this is what would happen!"
