Everything is possible

Symptoms

Chapter 33: Symptoms

December 27, 2013

Hanna's Point Of View.

"Justin?"

"Yeah babe?" Justin looks up at me from the bed.

"Do you remember where I put my knitted pullover? I can't find it." I search through my luggage. It's just not here. And I've also searched the room down. It's boom, gone.

"Actually, it's hanging over a chair in the kitchen."

Oh. I knew that.

I pout and stop searching,obviously. I'm in a pouty mood today. Probably since I threw up again this morning. Twice. And to top it, I still haven't gotten my period. As much as I hate being on my period, I'd rather have it than not have it when I'm suppose to, because now I feel like something is just not right.

What if I'm sick or what, what if I'm pregnant?

"Babe when can I make love to you again?" Justin mumbles against my neck. Didn't even feel him sit next to me.

I must be in my own world. "I don't know." I answer blankly. Think it hurt his feelings seeing as he's frowning at me now.

But I can't be pregnant. I'm only 17, not married and my parents don't even know I'm active. Oh my God my parents! What are they gonna think of me? Last time we were here mom had the talk with me and now I think I'm pregnant.

"Is it your period? Cause you've been seeming grumpy lately and I-"

"No it's not that. Haven't gotten it yet."

"Haven't gott- Hanna." He cuts himself off. I turn to him and look nervously in to his eyes. A limp forms in my throat but I quickly swallow it. "Are you pregnant?" When I don't answer Justin notices that I'm thinking the exact same because the next thing he does is taking me in his arms.

I don't cry, I barely even breath. Justin's uneven breath hits my neck and his hands grip tightly in to my back. As shaken up I am right now, being in Justin's hold keeps me calmer. If it proves I'm pregnant, I'm not going to blame Justin for it. We both wanted the satisfaction so we'll be dealing with it together.

However, my head still keeps saying this can't be happening. Though we don't know anything for sure other than that I'm late and scared to hell. So is Justin. Obviously.

"This is why you threw up. How late are you?" We pull away, both of us allowing our tears to fall.

"Nearly 2 weeks." I close my eyes and shake my head. "We are always safe."

Justin thinks for a minute and says, "Not always. Remember the last time, after that massage?"

"I can't believe this is happening." I dismiss his words and rub my forehead. "I'm so young. We're so young. And my parents are not gonna allow this baby to be born under any circumstances."

"You mean, they're gonna want you to have an abortion?" Justin looks disgusted at how people actually consider killing their baby. I too am disgusted. It's a human we're talking about. A real heart-beating human.

"I don't know but my family does not approve of sex before marriage and if I'm, you know, obviously they're gonna know we've broken that rule and slept together."

"The lets get married." Justin suggests.

"What?" I ask shocked.

"If you're pregnant, we could married as soon as possible and they won't think you've broken their rule."