I stare at the object in my hand. "No.... no, no, no, NO!" I repeated, by the end I was screaming and shaking my head back and forth as tears spilled down my cheeks. I couldn't be. I just couldn't. I dropped the test and stood up pullin up my shirt to reveal the small bump.
I couldn't deny it no longer.... I was pregnant and it was Zach's child. I felt terified. I mean, how the hell could I tell my parent?!? In fact, how the hell could I tell, Zach?!? He was a great guy but he was in no way ready to be a farther like I was ready to be a mother maybe even less possibly. I let go of my shirt and began to sob into my hands.
Then, there was a knock on the door. "Honey, please hurry up" my mother called through the door. I panicked. I grabbed the test off the floor and found the wrapper shoving both into the depths of my jean pocket. I open the door and stepped out. My mother smiled at me, "thanks, honey" she said before entering the bathroom and closing the door. I was so scared I felt empty and I stumbled to my room where I locked the door before falling onto my bed. I lie on my back staring up at the cream coloured ceiling.
"What am I gonna do?" I mumble feeling the threat of tears arise. Suddenly my phone begins to buzz in my pocket. I pull it out and don't check the caller id before I answer.
"Hello?" I sniffle.
"Babe, hey" Zach voice echoed out of the phone and I froze. "You sound rough something wrong?"
I sit up wiping my eyes. "No" I mumble.
"Good, right. Remember, you're coming over tonight. Seriously, please don't abandon me to the horrific presence of my snobby cousins" he says, a hint of begging to his voice. I can't help but giggle.
"Of course I'll be there" I say.
"Good. Pick you up at eight. Love you"
"I love you too" I whisper and he hangs up. I press my hand clenching the phone down into the bed and let the other rub my stomach. "Oh please, please, let him understand. Please let him want to keep it"