What's Wrong With Me?

Part 4 - The Test Results

A few minutes later Angela emerges from the washroom, and sees Nyla and Lucy talking on the couch.

A: okay Nyla your turn, she said in a sing-song voice.

Nyla disappeared into the bathroom and Angela joined Lucy on the couch.

A: you okay?, she asked. Lucy's right leg was bouncing up and down, and she was fiddling with her fingers, something she only does when she's very nervous.

L; mhm, great, she said quickly, ducking her head.

A: Lu, you know that you can talk to me, she said, placing a hand on Lucy's knee for comfort.

L: yeah, I know that, she said, eyes not straying from her lap.

A: okay, just remember that this is just fun alright. A lot of people do this on Girls' Night, she said, her tone lively and encouraging.

L: of course, just for fun, she repeated, like she was trying to convince herself that too.

N: Luce you're up, she said as she exited the bathroom.

L: okay, I'll be out in a bit, she said, her voice undeniably shaky.

Nyla took a seat next to Angela and watched as Lucy closed the door.

N: what's up with her?, she asked.

A: I think she's scared. I told her that this is all for fun, to get her excited you know. But she didn't budge, she said, biting the inside of her cheek.

N: do you think we shouldn't have just sprung this on her?, she asked.

A: I mean, it's harmless right? Just a bit of nerves. We had them when we took your first pregnancy test too, she said.

Nyla nodded in agreement. Then they heard Lucy calling from in the bathroom.

L: hey guys!, she called.

A: yeah!, she answered, both of them standing right outside the door.

L: where do I pee on it?! I can't figure out where!, she said.

N: do you see the blue cap Luce?!

L: yes I do!

A: okay, pull it off and pee on the white stick and then put the cap back on!, she explained.

L: oh okay, thanks!

Angela and Nyla scurried back onto the couch and started to talk about other randon things.

*With Lucy in the Bathroom*

Lucy's thoughts: God- why is this so hard!

L: come on Lucy all you have to do is pee on a damn stick, she muttered her herself.

Lucy's hands were shaking, her palms covered in a thin layer of sweat. Her heart-rate was increasing with each moment in that washroom.

She was so nervous she missed the stick twice. Lucy cursed under her breath.

L: finally, she whispered, clearly annoyed.

She put the cap back on, fixing her clothes in the mirror. Then she washed her hands. The ice cold water gave her body a minute relief, from the heat under her skin. Lucy paced the room, vigorously shaking her hands, attempting, and failing, to release some nerves. After around three minutes of doing this she heard a knock on the door.

N: Luce? You okay in there?!, she heard Nyla's voice from the other side of the door.

L: um yep, just washing my hands!, she lied. Lucy saw Angela and Nyla's tests on the sink so she scooped them up and went to the living room.