You looked at the pregnancy test sitting down on the bathroom counter. The box said it takes five minutes for a result, but that five minutes seems like it's taking five years. Time is slowly creepy by, and you just want answers. You just want to know if the mood swings, fatigue, and cravings were pregnancy or something else.
You pushed your hair back behind your ears and looked at the test once more. It was finally finished. You held your breath, and with a shaking hand, picked up the piece of plastic. You looked at the bold, black words displaying on it.
Pregnant
Dropping the stick, you sat down on the floor and covered your face with your hands, and before you knew it you were struggling to breathe. You couldn't stop crying, and you weren't sure how to feel about the news. You weren't sure how Jason would feel about the news, and that's what fucked you up the most. He's told you one before that he wasn't ready for kids right now because of his lifestyle, but could that change since that "what if" has turned into a reality?
The front door opened and then closed, followed by what sounded like a bag being dropped on the ground. He was home, and boy were you ready for him not to bed. You picked up the stick once more, looking at it to make sure you hadn't read it wrong, but the same eight letter word was still on it, but in a much lighter color. You gripped it tightly, and slowly walked out of the room.
You saw Jason sitting on the couch. The room smelt of smoke and some other strange smell. You sat beside him. You didn't really know what to do, so you just sat the stick in his lap before whispering out an apology. He took it, looked at it for a moment, and threw it across the room. You didn't expect anything less from him. He looked at you. He was angry.
"How could you let this happen?" He asked.
"I-I don't know," You said, trying not to cry, "I'm on birth control, and we used condoms all of the times we.." You trailed off.
"We'll figure it out, but I have to go. I can't do this right now." He said, jumping up, grabbing his keys, and walking out. You just sat there and looked at the door. You felt empty and alone. Your own boyfriend couldn't even stay and talk about. He just got up and walked away from you like you were nothing.
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You heard the door open once more. You had fallen asleep on the couch. You rubbed your eyes and looked at who had walked in. It was Jason. He was carrying bags from Walmart and a few other places. He sat down on the opposite end of the couch and put the bags in the middle.
"I'm not sure if our baby is going to be a boy or a girl, so I got a bunch of gender neutral things. I hope you liked them, and I'm sorry. Maybe this was meant to happen." He got the first outfit out of the bag. It was a blue onsie with clouds on it.
You and Jason sat down for hours looking at all the things he got, planning the nursery, and thinking about what the future had in store for the both of you. He looked at you with the biggest smile on his face, and said, "I love you, Y/N, and our baby." while rubbing your tummy and giving you a kiss.
