Kehlani Vale was pregnant with Paul Lahote's baby, the only problem, she wasn't his imprint. It was a relationship gone wrong. She was in a situation she never thought she would ever be in, pregnant and clueless. This was like a real-life version of...
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Kehlani Vale was a patient person, usually. In this situation, not so much. She sat, head in her hands as she waited for her phone timer to go off. She let out a quiet groan as she glanced at her phone again to see that she still had another minute to wait.
When her Mom took twelve hours to give birth to her younger sister, she waited in the waiting room with her twin, Gabriel, and her older brother, Miguel. She didn't get bored, she just read the magazines in the waiting room and slept when it got too late. She waited and she was fine with it.
When her brother told her to wait until the evening, after dinner, (which was five hours away at the time) to eat the sweets he had bought her: she waited.
When she needed to get injections for a holiday and had to wait her turn in the waiting room, she was fine. She was slightly worried about the injections but altogether she was okay. She waited and waited and then got the injections.
In all of those situations, she never felt bats in her stomach like she did now. Hell, she felt sick. She really hoped that was the nerves and not something else.
The minutes went by like hours and Kehlani wished she had someone with her at that moment in time. Someone to hug her when she saw the results, but she couldn't tell anyone. If she was wrong, then it was nothing, if she was right then...
Finally, her phone timer went off, signalling it was time to look. So, she got up and pressed the off button. She didn't need it going off for too long, it may bring too much attention to her. She then grabbed the stick that sat on the sink, her eyes closed.
"You can do this," Kehlani whispered. "You can do this, you're strong." She paused, taking a deep breath. "He's left but you're strong enough to do this on your own." She took another deep breath. "And it might be negative. Focus on the negative."
She took another deep breath before she opened her eyes and glanced at the sign on the pregnancy test.
Positive.
"Shit."
She squeezed her eyes shut as tears flooded them. She tossed the test into the bin in her bathroom. Clamping a hand over her mouth, she let out a quiet sob. Tears were falling freely and she knew she couldn't stop them.
Her emotions were a mess. She felt nervous and scared but she also felt happy. Sure, she was having a child at sixteen and it was going to be incredibly hard to do, but she was having a child, something she wanted (sure she didn't want one until she was twenty-something). Sure, this wasn't in her plan, this wasn't something she thought would happen. They took precautions. It didn't matter now, it happened and she was going to make sure that this baby was loved and cared for. She would be the best Mom ever.
Sure she didn't really like the fact she was only sixteen but she didn't have a choice now because she definitely wasn't going to abort the child or give it away to a stranger. That wasn't for her. Maybe she could (hopefully) give it to a family member that wouldn't tell her mom or her siblings. I mean that's the least God could do for her in the current situation. No, that was ridiculous, she had to step up. Of course, she was happy and scared and nervous, more so than happy. But she wondered what he would think about it.
She left the bathroom and made her way straight to the bean bag chair that rested in the corner of her room, right across from her TV. Wondering if she should text him, she grabbed the phone, not making a move to unlock it. Maybe she could act like it never happened between them. She could neverleave the house so she never accidentally ran into him at the grocery store or the beach. She quickly threw her phone on the carpet in front of her, a splitting headache forming. She was being ludicrous. She would see him, they went to the same school, they lived in the same area, they shopped at the same grocery store. If she didn't see him, her mom was bound to, and so were her siblings.
Another groan escaped her lips as she fell back further into the chair. She reached for the TV remote, clicking the small screen to life and hoping whatever crap was on would distract her. Unfortunately for her, nothing could distract her from the potential life growing inside her.
False positives are a thing. The test could be wrong, sure it was rare but it could happen. The only way to confirm was to go to the doctors and she couldn't go to Forks or La Push, the word would spread and everyone would know. She had to travel further out, she had to go to Port Angeles. Then her secret could stay a secret longer. She'd managed to purchase the pregnancy test without drawing too much attention, she could get an appointment without drawing attention. Lucky for her, her friends and herself had gone to Port Angeles to go clothes shopping, so Kehlani went to the 'toilet' and met them back at the shop. Of course, she was actually purchasing the pregnancy test.
Never in a million years would she have expected the events of that day. She'd taken precautions, that was what she was taught to do, but of course, luck was not on her side. Some may argue it was, however. Not everyone could have a child and Kehlani had been 'blessed' with one growing inside of her. She just hoped they didn't get their dad's temper, or lack of loyalty. She hoped that they would be everything she dreamed of and more.
With a hand on her stomach, she pulled her attention away from her thoughts and to the cartoon playing in front of her, hoping to pretend she was a normal teenager for just a little bit longer.
