Every morning for the past few weeks I've been barfing up everything I've eaten. I lied in Dally's bed upstairs away from the loud music and started to wonder what it could be.
I gave myself a panic attack when I thought of the possibilities. I could just have a virus or something. Or maybe its because I've eating to much lately. Hell I could just be dyeing at the young age of 18. I thought about it some more then started to wonder, maybe I'm pregnant! I laughed to myself. I knew I wasn't pregnant. I've only been with Dally 6 months, and we've only done it once or twice (Protected).
I brushed it off. Besides it was only in the morning, then for the whole rest of the day I felt better.
The door to the room opened and Dally poked his head in.
"Hey feeling any better?" Dally questioned.
"Yeah I'm ok now" I sat up in the bed.
"Okay. I'm concerned about you. This has been going on for a while" He walked over to me and sat on the end of the bed.
"I'm ok Dal really."
"Are you sure y/n?" He looked up into my eyes. I could tell he was serious.
"Look if gets any worse Ill go see a doc okay?"
"Okay" he sighed.
"Ill be fine. Whatever it is it'll go away eventually I'm not worried" I lied I really was worried.
"Well are ya coming down?" Dally asked.
"I might as well"
As we stomped downstairs I spotted Silvia. I groaned. I really hate her espeshally when she tries to flirt with Dally. There's no other words for her except for that she's a stuck up bitch.
"Hey Dallyyy" She hissed when she saw us. I rolled my eyes. Dallas better not flirt back with her or ill shoot him.
"Silvia." He scoffed.
"How bout you ditch this little brat and you can come with me up to your room" She did one of her shit eating smirks.
"No Silvia. And don't call my girlfriend a brat again." Dally snapped at her. He took my hand and lead me to the bar, pushing past her. This is why I love him.
"Hey Buck" I smiled when I saw him. He was a nice guy.
"Y/n" He smiled back. "What will It be tonight? The usual?"
"Yeah sure"
"Uh.... no." Dally refused. "And I don't want you to get her one either."
I laughed. "Why Dal?"
"Don't ask why. Just get a water please."
"Dally let her get what she wants." Buck argued.
"No. She's been sick lately and I don't want her to have a drink." Dally snapped.
"Jesus Christ Dal! What's your deal?" I asked concerned.
"Y/n can I talk to you?" He took my hand and led me back upstairs.
We sat down together on the bed.
"Dally what's wrong?" I asked.
He took a deep breath "Y/n, I think your pregnant."
"What?! Dally! I'm certainly not pregnant!"
"Hey hey! Please calm down. Here," he walked over to his drawer and took out a pregnancy test. "take this when you get home"
He handed me it.
"But dall-"
"Shush I dont care take the damn test alright?" He cut me off.None of us talked as Dally walked me home. When we got to the gate he kissed me and said, "please take the test". I nodded and ran inside to were my brothers were all eating in the living room. Yes I am a Curtis.
"Hey y/n your early" Darry said suprised.
"Eh I didn't feel like getting drunk tonight." I stated. Darry smiled. He was always proud of me. Mostly because I was the second oldest.
I smiled back and walked to my room. I flopped down on the bed and took the pregnancy test out of my pocket. I looked at a few minutes before deciding to take it.
I silently walked to the bathroom and took the test.
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I covered the panel with my thumb as I looked at the side which said... += pregnant and -= not pregnant.
I took a deep breath and took my thumb off of it.
Positive....
I felt a tear leave my eye. God damnit.
Before I knew it I was bawling. How?!?
I gripped test in my hands and opened the door quietly. I walked out into the hally way, my head hung low and tears falling out of my eyes.
I wasn't even paying attention where I was going that I ran right into Darry, dropping the test.
"Y/n? Why are you crying?" He questioned wiping a tear from my cheek. I looked down at the test. Darry turned around and picked it up examining it. No!Part 2 coming next! Remember requests are still open!
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