you feel sick.

this was not supposed to happen.

you could've sworn you were safe the whole time.

now, here you are staring at a little white stick with a second blue line on as you sit on the toilet, silently staring

then you pull your phone out, texting joaquin

"i need to see you now. come over" simple, and straightforward

"you okay? im on my way" he texts back and you leave the message on seen