November 17, 2018

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      I walked quickly through the store. I didn't want to look at anyone. I was embarrassed I was going to see someone I knew. It's not like they would ask why I was there, but knowing why I was was terrifying. All I could think about was how unprepared I was for being a parent. Especially being a mom. Mom's jobs are so hard. They have to do so much for the baby. Their boobs are like little feeding holes for them when they are babies! I couldn't sacrifice all that.

     Then again, being a mom would be awesome. And having a child with Vinny would make it ten times easier. I've seen him handle kids before and he's an expert at it. He has nephews. When we would visit them, the kids would gravitate towards him. He was a natural at it. I wasn't scared of him being a bad parent. 

     I made it to the pregnancy tests. There were so many. How was I supposed to choose one to tell me such important news?

"First pregnancy?" I look up and see Detective Doo. I felt so embarrassed. I could feel my cheeks flush. "I'll take that as a yes."

"I've just been really sick for a while now. Vinny and I just want to be sure."

"Well, I recommend this one," he picked up one that clearly said if you were pregnant or not, "This one will give you no doubts."

"Thanks, um," I didn't know what to call him. I went back and forth between calling him Detective, but I wasn't sure if that was too formal for this setting. 

"Call me Callum." He smiled. His smile was even better than Vinny's. I shook myself out of that mindset. I could have been pregnant with Vinny's child and I was thinking about how handsome another guy was. 

"Well, thank you, Callum. I better go before Vinny gets worried." I walked away. I could feel his eyes staring at me. I don't know why or how I knew he was, but I knew. 

     When I returned back to the car, I could tell Vinny was stressed out of his mind. Did he want this child? I couldn't imagine him not wanting it. He would constantly tell me about how he would love to start a family with me. 

"You don't look too happy." I had to say something. I let out a sigh and he snapped out of his trance. 

"No, no, no. I'm so happy! If you're pregnant, we will finally get that family we always talked about. It's just with everything going on right now, I'm having a hard time comprehending the fact that we will be bringing a life into the world." He tried to smile, but I could tell that it was fake. I knew this man well. And this smile was not real. 

"Alright. I understand." Vinny started driving home. I looked out the window. I decided to not play any music. I would get to happy for this serious moment. 

     The drive home was silent. Everything outside the car could have been heard. Once, I even heard pedestrians talking. I didn't even know how that was possible.

     Right as we got back to my apartment, I ran to the bathroom and took the test. I walked back out into the living room where Vinny was sitting. 

"So?" Again, he stood up. 

"We have to wait for a couple of minutes." He sat back down, sighing in the process. I sat beside him. "What if I'm pregnant?"

"Then we will love this child with everything we have. With both of our jobs, we will be able to support a child. Don't worry about that. And if we get in a bunch, I can work some side jobs." I smiled. He was going to go to far lengths just to support me and our child if we were going to have one. 

"You're amazing." I saw his smile fade. I didn't know why. Wasn't this an exciting time for both of us? We were engaged. At some time we would be having kids. It was just a little sooner than we had expected. 

"I'm really not." I tilted my head to the side.

"Yes, you are. Don't let anyone tell you differently." 

     We continued to sit in silence after that. I checked the time.

"I'm gonna go check it. It should be ready."

     I leaped up. I walked slowly, though. I didn't want to face the truth. If I was pregnant, I couldn't be a kid anymore. I would have to raise one. I was going to have to grow up in 9 months. I didn't know if I was capable of that.

     I had left the stick on the counter face up. I barely walked in the door and I could see what word was on the test. Pregnant.



Things are getting interestinggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tune in for the next one. We will be going back in time for the next one! - alexarayk10

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