TW - contains some swearing
âIâm pregnantâ I mutter, the test in my now shaking hands âshit Iâm pregnantâ
Iâm in the bathroom of a convenience store. The stall is cramped for space. My tote bag is in the corner on the floor, discarded. This is the second test, the last one the line came out less, on this one it was much stronger.
My hand reaches my mouth in shock. No. This canât be possible. No. No. No. This canât be happening. It was only one night. No. No. I need to call him.
I dig my phone out of my pocket and call him right away. He picks up after four rings of the phone. Good man. Letâs hope heâs still a good man after this bombshell Iâm about to drop.
âGeorgioâ I whimper, my eyes watering already.
âEmily? Whatâs wrong? Whatâs happening? Are you ok?â He says, concern clearly in his voice.
âI-I, just come to the store a few roads from your houseâ
âIâm on my wayâ I hear the slam of a car door in the backround âsee you in a bit, love youâ
âLove you tooâ my voice cracks before I hang up.
Tears are streaming down my face. Iâve ruined my life because I had fun. It was only one night.
I sit on the closed toilet seat until he messages me. Heâs asking where I am. I tell him Iâm in the girls toilet and theres no one else in here so he can just come in. A few moments later thereâs a knock on the door.
I stand up, wiping away the tears and holding the pregnacy tests in my hand. I open the door and he immediately pulls me into an embrace. As soon as he pulls away, he puts both of his hands on my shoulders and checks me for non existent injuries.
âWhat happened? Babe?â Tears are coming again as I close the door behind him.
I silently pass him the two tests. His eyes widen and he looks from them, to me.
âY-Youâre pregnant?â He whispers.
I nod, my eyes sore from crying.
âIâm so sorryâ
No, donât say that youâre leaving me, please.
âI shouldâve worn protectionâ I silently sigh in relief.
âItâs not just your fault, we both did it. Not just youâ I say, taking a few steps closer to him.
âYeah, but itâs still my faultâ
âNo. Itâs. Not. Georgio, I love you. Okay.â
âBut-â
âNo. We both had sex. And weâre seventeenâ
Thereâs a pause before he speaks again âhow do you feel about all of this?â
âI donât knowâ
âAre we gonna keep it?â
âI donât knowâ
âItâs completely your choice, youâre the one carrying our child so you should decideâ
âI wouldnât be able to live with myself if we got an abortionâ
âI was hoping you would say thatâ
I smile. âSo youâre not leaving me?â
âBabe, why the fuck would I do that? I love you.â He says, also smiling.
âI donât know how Iâm going to tell my parents. Both of them would be fumingâ
âIâll be with you when you do it, Iâll be standing right by your sideâ
^^5 months later^^
âTwins!â
I look across to Georgio, heâs holding my hand just like he promised. Heâs grinning like a puppy.
âThey both look happy and healthyâ the nurse says, a sincere smile at the two of us.
He leans over and kisses me on the head, he holds my hand and whispers into my ear âyouâre going to be a great motherâ
âAnd youâre going to be the best dadâ I whisper back.
^^4 months later^^
âI canât believe my beautiful girlfriend just birthed out two beautiful childrenâ Georgio says proudly, itâs been about ten minutes since I gave birth. Iâm on a hell of a lot of painkillers.
We have a boy and a girl. Weâre naming the boy Albert after Georgioâs best friend, and the girl Hazel after my grandmother who passed away a few months before I got pregnant. Heâs rocking Albert in his arms, leaning over me with my head resting on his shoulder and Hazel in my arms.
âHow the fuck did these cuties come out of your vaginaâ
âLanguage, youâre a father nowâ
âSurely it must hurt?â
âOf course it hurtsâ
âI canât imagine children coming out of my penisâ
At that I burst out laughing. Albertâs small hand reaches up for Georgioâs chin and Hazel wraps her even smaller hand around my finger. My smile widens and the lifesaver of a man beside me kisses my lips gently. Maybe my life isnât so shit after all.
