The year was 1993, You and Jesse had been going out for quite some time now, and it was obvious that you and him were head over heels for each other. So much so that you moved in with him and his family that he was staying with. His Nieces loved you and were calling you “Aunt”. Considering the fact that Jesse never got this serious with any woman before, everyone in the house figured that it was only a matter of time before you guys got married. But Jesse made it clear to everyone that he wasn’t ready for marriage or kids just yet.

Though you didn’t want kids either, these past couple of weeks lead you to the speculation that tou may had been pregnant. You had been throwing up a lot lately, you had been very moody, and you just hadn’t been feeling like yourself. So you did what any other woman would do, you went out and bought a pregnancy test. One morning you were able to sneak out the house buy one and take the test back home. To your horror, the test came back positive. oh God, what were you to do now?. You kind of just got scared and put in the trash can, with little effort to hide it.

About an hour later you were downstairs at Breakfast, sitting next to Jesse, who noticed that you were definitely more antsy than usual, but didn’t push too hard to get answers from you, since you had been snappy lately. While everyone was in the middle of eating, Michelle came running downstairs with the pregnancy test at hand to ask what it was since she had never seen one before. She ran up to her dad, Danny, to get a better understanding of what it was.

Michelle: Dad, what’s this weird looking stick?

She held it up to him, and that’s when everyone’s focus has turned to her and Danny to see what she was talking about.

Danny: Well, it looks like a pregnancy test…and a positive one at that.

that’s when everyone’s focus on the kitchen gasped. Jesse grew the most confused and suspicious out of everyone, and you felt both scared and embarrassed. Jesse wasn’t the type to leave you or get upset about it, but that’s not what you were thinking in the moment. Since DJ was a little more up in age the blame could’ve been pointed to her, or you. The last thing you wanted was for the blame to get pointed to DJ who was just a teen, but you didn’t want it on you either.