I pace the bathroom of Walmart and put my hands through my hair. I can't be pregnant. Not when it's close to my wedding day. Please be negative. I can't deal with a baby right know unless it's Nayvee of course. Destiney looks at her phone and smiles. She jumps off from the counter and picks up the stick. Her smile drops after reading it and gives me a sad smile.
"Positive."
"WHAT!"
I snatch the stick out of her hand and glare at her. She laughs at me and starts clutching her sides from laughing too hard. Tear after tear falls from her face. I wait for her to stop laughing and catch her breath.
"You lied. It's negative." I say sticking my tongue out at her.
"I'm sorry but you should have seen your face."
I glare at her and throw away the stick. I grab my purse from the floor and pull
