I love you, Until forever

Thirteen: I think I'm pregnant...

“What happened?” Steven asked me as he went near me who was throwing up at the toilet bowl. Talk about gross. Before he could get near, I closed the bowl and flushed everything away so he wont see the mess I made.

“I- I don’t know. I just smelled grease and I felt sick. No big deal.” I said, he went near me and placed a wet cloth over my nose to block the smell, seriously, I’m a two weeks delayed and- Oh my god! Is this what I think it is?

“Can we go to the doctor and have an appointment?” He asked.

“No, Steven… uh… Can you please pass me the bag?” I asked, pointing over the bag that was hanging at the back of the bathroom door, Skylar has gone down to get me water and Steven locked the door behind him.

He passed me the bag and I pulled the pregnancy test I bought before the wedding, I knew this was gonna happen and all. I’ve always been excited for this, but… would Steven love this? Oh no…

“Mags, is that…” He asked.

“I’ll see… Can you step out of the bathroom, I’ll just pee on this little stuff and let’s see the result.” I smiled, he looked nervous as he walked out the door and went back to the kitchen to cook. I took my shorts and undies and tried to pee on the tube that was inside the box, I read the instructions and it says that the results wont be up until ten minutes. I smiled and thought about having a baby… I wanted to have Steven’s baby… We’ll be a family now and nothing’s gonna stop that.

I walked out the door and smelled the grease again that sent me running back to the bathroom to puke everything over again. Seriously.

“Steven.” I called out, sent him running back to me after going down not a few minutes ago.

“Yes baby?” He asked.

“C- Can you uh, Stop cooking grease, it made me feel sick.” I said, heaving something that’s left inside me. I can’t take it anymore. It hurts, dry heaving and there’s nothing left for me to puke.

“Yah sure. Wait, cover your nose with the wet washcloth then I’ll go cook you some… some…” He stopped thinking what to cook for me.

“Soup. I want soup.” I said, tired, clutching into my stomach. Steven pressed some cold glass of water into my lips as I drank it all up, only to throw everything up again.

“I’ll go fix you some soup and try to get this greasy smell away. You used to love nuggets, too bad.” He smiled sadly and placed a kiss on my temple before walking out of the door again. I thought of having to take a bath for the second time, maybe that’ll cool the crap out of me.

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I went down when I think that it’s safe now, the smell of the nuggets were now gone and was now replaced by the delicious smell of mushroom soup. I went near Steven and placed a kiss on his lips only to saw that Stan and Sky were watching us… Talk about awkward.

“Get a room.” Skylar joked, Stan chuckled beside him.

“Actually, we do have one. You just like barging in it.” Steven rolled his eyes and sat beside me.

We had lunch and everything while we watch some funny videos at the family room, we burst out laughing to see Skylar on swimsuit with her big tummy showing, She covered her face in embarrassment.

“Skylar! You look like a big beach volleyball!” Steven commented, I laughed hard and so did Stan.

Skylar ran near Steven and slapped his chest hard, Steven didn’t even budge, that one hell lot a superman.

“Can we go somewhere today? Like somewhere… uh… Mall?” Skylar asked.

“We’ve been at the mall yesterday right?” I said.

“Uhm… okay. Maybe sometime soon.” She smiled

Hours passed and everything went still, Skylar and Stan went back home while Steven and I went back to the room, I almost forgot about the pregnancy test! Immediately, I ran to the bedside table and looked at the tube that I had peed on last time… plus means positive then minus means negative… I took a deep breath, I could feel Steven standing beside me while I stood frozen there beside him holding the tube tightly inside my palms, not having the guts to open it yet.

“Open it now.” Steven smiled.

“I’m scared.” I said.

“Why? Does having a baby terrifies you?” Steven asked, slipping his arms behind me, touching my stomach which have or not have a baby…

“No, I mean… A little. What if it’s a false alarm and we go expecting?” I said a little nervous.

“We’ll try again.” Steven Smirked, I elbowed him as he laughed and plopped down the bed, pulling me in action and letting me sit on his lap.

“I love you.” He whispered.

“Do I?” I joked, laughing at him, he pinched my stomach, I laughed.

Slowly, I opened my palm a little and…

“So… What does it says?” Steven asked.

“Uhh.” I said,

“Is is positive or negative?” He asked, trying to look, but I move my palms away.

“It’s… It’s…”

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I know, I'm cruel and you hate it... but, yeah, I love the thrill, so is it positive or negative?

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*Khai