Noah had been gone for a month, we went out for dinner before he left and it was fair to say, whatever we ate did not agree with me. I was so ill for a week after the meal and Noah clearly felt awful leaving me but I insisted, he was so passionate about his work I hated the idea of holding him back.
Now today, I have one lecture lasting two hours and a food shop to get done, Katie had been complaining all week about the lack of food in the house and today was the only good day we had to go and get the shopping. So after my lecture, which may I say was boring and nearly tipped me over the edge...of a cliff, we headed to the shops.
'So we need...pretty much everything anyone ever needed' Katie huffed, grabbing a trolley and pushing it into the store. I whipped out my list and began loading the cart with bread, milk, cereal, juice and sweets, on top of many other things.
Peering down at my list, I starred at the small scribble at the bottom, it was hard to ignore the gut feeling that I would need to buy what his underneath the small scribble but the thought soon passed when Katie ran up to me with a jar of pickles.
'PICKLES YUMMM' they were her favourite, however, at this moment in time, the very thought if them made me feel sick. I chuckled as she threw them into the cart, carrying on with the shopping.
I let Katie go on by herself whilst I bought myself some bits for myself, mine and Noah's favourite sweets, some shower stuff and a pregnancy test, I just had to get the ludicrous feeling out of my bed, and this little box would do just that. Hurrying to the checkout we bagged up our shopping and headed home. Once we got back to the dorm room we bagn unpacking.
A feeling of sickness soon came over my body and I quickly rushed to sit down on my bed, putting my head between my legs and taking deep breaths, the feeling past and I was able to regain myself, helping once again with the shopping and the tidying.
'What's this?' Katie shouted from the living space and I rushed to grab the box from her, hiding it from behind my back, as if not being able to see it now would mean she hadn't seen it at all. She had seen it though and he hand in front of me beckoned not just for the box, but for the truth.
I huffed and she sat down next to me in the bed, putting the TV on as gentle background noise. I let a tear fall down my cheek, it was a tear full of fear and dread, what would Noah say if it was positive, what would he do? Would he leave? Or would he be like the boys you read about and watch in the movies, the ones who find it so easy to get in with everything and anything.
'Just go take the test yeah?' Katie gave me an assuring hug and I nodded, heading towards the backroom, my hands shaking with anticipation.
I peed on the test, you know the usual, and hopped in the shower afterwards, hoping it would make the three minutes go fast, trust me when i say, it didn't. I rinsed my hair about five times, my body at least twelve and if I shaved my legs one more time the skin would fall off altogether. Stepping out if the shower, I dried my body and wrapped myself up in my bathrobe. I brushed my teeth, washed my face and scrubbed my nails clean, I didn't know why, I was just doing anything to pass the time even though by this point it had been at least 12 minutes. Katie was stood outside the door, waiting for any sound from my mouth that would give any inclination towards the result.
With a shaky breath, instead hands and a small feeling of sickness I slowly turned the test around and took a peak.
Well shit.
