~~~ Your My Colors ~~~ Laughing Jack x (OC) Reader (Under editing currently!!)

~Chapter 20~

20 minutes later~~~

It took me 20 minutes to get back home. When I entered the front door, I said hello to my mom and my sister, who were having a tickle fight. "Hey honey!" My mom said to me. "Hi mom...." I replied, before I quickly walked upstairs towards my bedroom and opened my door. I didn't see Jack sitting on my bed. He said he had something to take care of at his carnival, but he would be back soon. I slowly walked into my bathroom before closing the door behind me, and turned back around to face the bag on the counter. My heart was shaking. I just need to be sure. I said to myself in my mind. Maybe the tests were wrong. I took a few deep breaths before I slowly reached into the bag and pulled out the test. I could see my hands shaking. I took another deep breath before I sat down and used it. I then gently placed it on the counter and waited for about ten minutes. During the time waiting, I couldn't stop pacing back and forth. I was scared to death. You see, I was not only scared of Jack finding out......but also my father. My father was very abusive when Sarah was born when I was eleven. He didn't want another child but my mom fell pregnant with Sarah, and took his anger and frustration out on me after she was born. When she was two, he started to take it out on her and I stood up to him. I am terrified of my father finding out. I kept pacing back and forth, while biting my finger nervously. I lifted my head up to look at the digital clock on the counter next to the sink. I had used it at 5:20. It was now 5:30. Okay....It's been 10 minutes. I said to myself. So.....time to check it. I slowly walked over to the counter, feeling my heart pounding like crazy. I took one last deep breath, before I leaned down to see the results. And what I saw made my heart drop.

Two lines showed up on the little screen, clear as day.

My heart shattered, and my breathing quickened. No.....No.....NO!!! This....This COULDN'T be happening! THIS COULDN'T!! But it was true. Reality hit me in the face hard. I felt like I had a 500 pound weight on me, pulling me down. My eyes started to become blurry, as tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't stand anymore and so I finally collapsed onto the tile floor, as I finally let the tears out. I was crying heavily. How could I tell Jack? How could I tell him that I was pregnant? All these thoughts and questions ran endlessly through my head. After a few minutes, I calmed down a little, and shakily stood up. I grabbed the test and turned to walk out but as soon as I laid my eyes on the bathroom entrance, my heart sank. There, standing in the doorway.....was my father. And what made my blood run cold, was the horrible, smiling grin he had on his face. I froze immediately. He knew. He knew I was pregnant. "Well, what do we have here?" He said in a low tone, as he started to walk towards me. On instinct, I started backing up away from him as I said nothing out of pure fear. I kept going until I heard a THUD, before turning my head to see that I had reached the bathroom wall. I turned my head back, and I regretted it immediately. My father was right in front of me now, his shadow towering over me. I was quivering, but I kept my mouth shut. He smiled even wider before he spoke. "I think me and you need to have a little.....talk." I looked up and into his eyes, never turning away from them out of fear. I started shaking visibly, as I felt tears start to form in my eyes heavily.

Laughing Jack's POV~~

I was walking around my carnival, checking the old tents to make sure everything was in its place. I had told Amy I would be right back, as I had to check on something in my carnival. A smile stretched across my lips as I thought of Amy. Every time I thought about Amy, it always made me smile or made my cheeks turn red. I love her very dearly. She's my everything. I turned away from the current old tent I was standing in front of, and started walking away from it while humming 'Pop! Goes the Weasel!' to myself with a smile. But now that I thought about it more, Amy had been acting differently the past three weeks since our......first time together. I pondered as to why she may be acting this way. Maybe......she was sick? Maybe......Maybe she was just changing her routine up a little? Or maybe she was just going through a rough patch with a distant friend or family member? These thoughts and possibilities ran through my head as I tried to think of a reason. But I finally came to a conclusion. Amy is the only one who knows. And she did say she was going to get checked out. So....maybe she's back and knows already? I knew what I was going to do next. I'll go back and ask Amy if she found out anything. So, I quickly teleported back to Amy's and was ready to find out if she knew what was going on. However, as I got closer to the entrance, I could hear.....shouting. I paused for a moment, frowning in confusion. Why would there be shouting at her home? I thought to myself. No one ever had a fight from all the time I was there over the years. I was thinking to myself, thinking about what could be the reason for a fight now? I walked closer and I could make out the voices of who was fighting. And my heart froze. It was Amy's voice.......and her father's. I had a bad feeling about this. Something was wrong. I peeked in through one of the windows, and what I saw made my fists clench. Amy's father had cornered Amy against one of the walls in the T.V area. And what made my anger boil, was that Amy.....was covered in small cuts. And she was crying. I saw him raise his hand, possibly to hit her and that's when I snapped. Without even realizing, I quickly teleported in front of Amy and grabbed her father's hand before he could strike her. "........J-Jack........?" I quickly turned my head to see Amy looking up at me with tearful eyes. She looked so helpless. I softened my gaze at her, before turning my head back and pushing her father away.