You're in your house standing over the bathroom counter waiting for the results you look down and see those two red lines staring back at you, it's positive.. you're pregnant. You let out a shaky breath, the impact of the situation hitting you in the face. How could you let this happen? this isn't the right time for a baby, you don't want this nor does Austin. You pick up the test from the counter and you can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you stare at it. It's as if the test is mocking you as you stare down at it, as if it's laughing in your face.

You grab the door handle and walk out of the bathroom into your bedroom and open your bedside table drawer, throwing the test in it and closing it. You walk over to the mirror and make sure you don't look at all stressed then begin walking out of the room and downstairs towards Austin who is watching T.V sat on the couch.