Brenna
“I- I think, I a-am…. Pre-pregnant…”
The words left my mouth in a hush but felt like a clap of thunder in the silence that followed.
“Mad, Mad-Maddox…” I took a step closer to him, he was standing like a statue. His face was blank and looked like etched in stone. “W-why aren’t you s-saying s-something?” I asked.
“P-please, say something… what are you thinking?” I took hold of his hand, my fingers shaking. “You know,” I swallowed as I didn’t know how he’d take what I was about to say. “It was liable to happen at some point, you didn’t use a condom even for ones.”
Finally…
His blue eyes darted to my stomach and then he looked back at me. I saw as his throat worked, he swallowed, and asked, “You think that you are pregnant?”
“I haven’t yet took the tests. But, I have been sick
