After school, I blew off Austin again, and my mom was out getting her hair done. I sent Kenzie out to get me a box of pregnancy tests. I was sitting in my living room, trying to calm my nerves, but I couldn't. Nothing could get my mind off what could happen. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Kenzie walked through the door. "Got 'em." she tossed the box at me and I rushed into the bathroom. I took out five tests and so it began. I sat on the counter, waiting the five minutes, but it felt like an eternity. I was dying. After the five minutes, I looked at every test. I sat there, just staring, for a long while. I slowly shuffled out of the bathroom and look Kenzie in the eyes. I tried to keep my calm, but my eyes watered up as soon as I opened my mouth. She rushed over to me and hugged me. She took the tests out of my hands and read them aloud.
"Positive, positive, positive, positive... positive." She looked up and me and hugged me again.
"Hey," I said to Austin over the phone, "come over later? I think we really need to talk." He sounded like he didn't care, like he had better things to do. Guess what, you're going to be in for a surprise. Get that snotty tone the fuck away from me. Hormones, already.
He got to my house, and sad a satisfied look on his face. He thought he's going to be getting some tonight. Guess again. "We need to talk." I muttered. "About what?" he looked bored again. I reached into my sweats pockets and took a grip of a pregnancy test. I started to shake a little and didn't know what to say. I was all the sudden tongue tied. I could speak. He looked at me like I was mad. "What do you need to tell me Aubree?" I finally took the test out of my pocket and just handed it to him. He took it, and I just looked down, ashamed. It was quiet, for the longest time. I could see him through the corner of my eyes, just looking at the test, then look up at me. "Aubree," he stuttered, "are you pregnant?" I finally looked up at him and shook my head yes. The color in his face went away, and I just started to cry. He didn't do anything for a while, he just looked at the tests, shocked, then he finally grabbed me, pulled me close to him, and I buried my face in his chest and bawled. He rubbed my back, and I think I could even hear him cry a little, but I wasn't sure.
When my mom walked in after her date, me and Austin were still sitting on the couch. We had been talking about what would happen and our plans, but I had tears in my eyes. She looked at me suspiciously and I tried to wipe my eyes. "What's going on?" she confronted us. Austin looked at me expecting me to tell her, but every time I opened my mouth I cried even more. She held me and I blurted out, "I'm pregnant mom." Austin looked down in his lap, I cried, and she just looked at me. I handed her the positive tests, her face went white. No one talked, and yet again, I felt ashamed.
