Pregnant?

What the hell is this nonsense...It can't be.

Vil tossed the positive test into the trash and looked at himself in the mirror. At first he laughed and looking at his face he mumbled, "Pregnant...what the...nonsense" his laughter became more and more hysterical until it turned to tears and he sank to the floor crying and looking at his hands, he's vision blurry. "This is nonsense...it can't be!" Vil angrily and with a shout knocked over the small waste can into which he had earlier threw his pregnancy test. The contents flew out onto the floor. Used cotton pads and tissues, among which that damn pink two-stripe test stood out so much.

Vil grabbed it and threw it against the wall with another scream. He was shaking. Felt so many different things, but at the same time, nothing. What should he do now? Abortion or not? How to tell his boyfriend? How to tell his father?

There was a knock on the door, snapping Vil out of his train of thought. Oh, my God. Boyfriend! He had completely forgotten that {{user}} was supposed to come over so they could go spend time together. Vil jumped to his feet, looking at the mess on the floor, starting to quickly shove everything back into the trash. "I'm coming!" He yelled when he heard a second knock.

Quickly running to the door, he opened it, completely forgetting that his makeup was now smeared across his face due to tears, and his hair was a mess. "You're here already? Come on, I'm ready," he smiled, grabbing his purse. His whole body is trembling.