Aaron ended up spending the night at my place but then had to leave early in the morning because his grandma wanted him home.
I know I still have to tell Chuck and Dean but I'm scared. Aaron wanted me to wait for him to tell them but I wanted to do it on my own. Oh my god. What about Sam, I have to tell him. Fuck. He's going to strangle Dean.
I dial Dean's number first. No response. I try Chuck.
Me: "Hi.. Chuck."
Chuck: "Thank god it's you, I'm so sorry for what happened. My dad grounded me, so I wasn't allowed to leave the house to apologize."
Me: "I'm not worried about that right now?"
Chuck: "Uh, what's going on?"
Me: "I have to tell you something."
Chuck: "What is it?"
Me: "I'm pregnant."
Chuck: "Holy fuck, I'm coming over."
Me: "Chuck wai-" He hung up the phone.
About five minutes later I hear a knock on my back door. I groan and let him in. "Hi."
"What the fuck do you mean you're pregnant?" He asks as we go upstairs and into my room.
"I haven't gotten my period-"
"Ew, yuck." He interrupts.
I roll my eyes. "And I took multiple tests."
He grabs my hand and pulls me into my bathroom. "Grab a stick and pee on one."
"What the fuck?" I question. "You don't believe me?"
"Keep the door open." He crosses his arms.
I give him a 'are you serious' look and he nods. He's literally going to make me pee on a stick in front of him. "Privacy?" I say.
"I've seen and tasted every inch of you." He smirks.
"Gross, Chuck." I groan loudly. "Don't talk about it."
He chuckles. "Do it."
"Fine." I say.
I pull open the cabinet harshly and grab a test. I slam the cabinet shut afterwards.
After the five minutes were up we both looked at it. It was positive. "Told you." I roll my eyes.