I really love writing pregnancy stories. And of the strangest (to you guys) pairings. And I don't condone underage pregnancy, because most teenagers can't provide that stable a home. But I do know a lot of people who've had kids young. And I feel its best to write what I know.
I have an interest in obstetrics. I pour every bit of knowledge I have on it certain subjects and research so I can write a proper story. Well, hopefully you enjoy and review. :)
On her toilet, waiting for her three test results to come in. The first timer went off.
She had her head in her hands, her wet curls sticking to her face. It is too early in the morning but her period is late. Praying for the best she reached over to the sink to get it.
POSITIVE
"Fuck." She cussed wishing this one was just faulty.
One of the others rang off. With fingers crossed she grabbed it and sighed. It read "Pregnant 2-3"
She was more than two weeks pregnant. This wasn't good.
And finally the last one which she knew was going to tell her she was pregnant, but hoped it wouldn't. She grabbed it.
It had two lines on it. That meant pregnant.
Bumblebee broke down at the moment. She placed her hands on her knees and just cried. She cried for as long as she could, only thinking of her status as a hero and the fact that a baby was growing within her. Well right now it's nothing but a bunch of cells...
Well, it still hurts her that she's pregnant.
"Bee?" Aqualad knocked on the door to the bathroom. "Um, are you okay?"
She wiped her face and stood, grabbing her robe. Before she opened the door, she remembered to slip the tests in her pocket.
"I'm okay." She said, forcing a smile on her face.
The Atlantean stared at her, seeing through her disguise. "If you wanna talk about it, we can."
She frowned a little and pushed past him to her room. "I'm perfectly fine." She called, opening her door.
He just shook his head. She closed the door and pressed against it, looking at her tidy room. The only bits of garbage were the tests and instruction papers on her bed.
This was really bad. She knew it from the moment her period was over 3 days late. That doesn't happen to her.
"Fuck!" She walked over to her closet to get her uniform. "Gotta toughen up, Kar." She dropped the uniform and dragged her hand over her wet hair, taking a deep, painful breath. "Fuck! Oh my gosh!" She punched the door of her closet.
The leader of a team felt like nothing more than an irresponsible girl. But she was trying. It had to be that time when the condom slipped off. They had sex last week, but she was sure it was that time. Bee had brushed it off when she found out, thinking it wasn't that serious. She knew it was, but didn't want to admit it to herself.
Bee sniffled and picked up her uniform.
She was sitting in the warm kitchen, drinking a cup of coffee. Aqualad was busy making breakfast for her and the other members of the team. Two of which were playing early morning video games as they waited."
Bee was extra quiet, staring at the table as she sipped.
"So, um... Speedy's sleeping in again huh?" Aqualad asked her.
She wasn't paying attention so he turned to watch her, leaning on the counter.
Her eyes were desolate and wouldn't move away from the counter.
"Kar." He called, turning off the stove. She jumped at her name just as he sat down.
Bumblebee sighed, biting her lip. She knew he could tell something was wrong.
"You're gonna have to tell me sometime."
"I'm just tired, Gar. Had a rough night."
Aqualad eyed her suspiciously. "You have had a lot of rough nights before but nothing this horrible." He leaned closer to her. "You have no make up on. Your hair is messy." He pointed to sad, frizzy bun she had.
"My blowdryer broke."
"Speedy has tons."
Bumblebee finished her coffee, watching him watch her.
"Hello, wonderful fuckers!" Speedy greeted, grinning. "Guess who's having a good morning?"
He was dressed down in a pair of jeans, a purple button down and shades. Bee knew why he was so excited.
Their leader put her head down, taking in the smell of eggs.
The ginger ran over to her, grabbing her face to plant a huge kiss on her cheek.
"Give me honey, Honeybee!" He demanded in the corniest voice ever.
She sighed and turned to kiss him unenthusiastically.
"MWAH!" He was gleaming, making her chuckle a bit.
Aqualad looked up at him. "Why are you so happy?"
"I'm always happy when I have a hair appointment." He answered simply. "Now why is my babe so sad?"
Bumblebee rolled her eyes and faked a smile. "I'm okay. I'll set breakfast." She stood up and walked to the stove. They wouldn't keep bugging her if she just acted liking she hadn't gotten the news of her life a couple hours ago.
Aqualad simply shook his head at Speedy, who got what he meant.
"TWINS! Turn off the game and come to the table!" Bee bossed, slapping eggs and sausage on to plates.
She began setting them in front of them. Eventually tossing the waffles on the plates. Adding a big pitcher of orange juice to the unorganized table as well.
"Eat up!" She plopped back down in her seat at the head of the table, folding her arms over her chest.
Aqualad raised an eyebrow, as the other boys stuffed their faces. "Not eating?"
"No, not hungry."
Speedy took a big gulp of OJ from the pitcher itself, upsetting Aqualad.
"Nasty!" Menos reprimanded in English for Speedy to understand.
"Like you wouldn't have done it." Aqualad frowned. Then he turned to Speedy. "Dude."
The ginger tapped his girlfriend on the shoulder. "So quiet. Why?"
She waved him away. "I'm cool."
"Red card?"
That was their slang for whether she's on her cycle or not.
She shook her head. She had to tell him... Just not now.
He shrugged. "Then you're just tired, huh?"
"Yeah."
Sometimes the ginger was really oblivious to other people's emotions. Bee had long learned that he wasn't that much an asshole. He was just kinda unmindful.
"MY HAIR NEEDS AFFECTION!" Speedy shouted, falling against his chair. "So I have a couple of minutes to spare."'
Aqualad shook his head. "You should help with the dishes."
Speedy looked at his watch. "Oh noo, I gotta go now. Sheesh." He kissed Bee on the cheek and ran out the door.
She gritted her teeth, shaking her head. "Twins, go do something."
The sassy teen was hoping they would get that she wanted the dishes cleaned.
"MEGA MONKEYS!" The both shouted, leaving their dishes on the table.
"Clean the damn dishes!" She shouted, standing up. "Or I break your game!"
She stomped off to the gym. She didn't mean to be so rude, but her frustration needed to be vented.
Bee sighed and began punching and kicking at a bag, clearing her mind.
The teen girl had long learned that once someone gets pregnant, they should get checked asap. But in her circumstances, she was scared for them to find out. They can't do anything that would harm her- well, maybe Robin- but it's the fact that it's still surprising to her.
Abortion was not an option for her. Just goes against what she considers right in her situation. Neither was giving a possibly genetically mutated child up for adoption.
She knew this was something that would require heavy thinking but maybe she could hold off telling them for a while.
Give me suggestions, allat. Welcome, son.
Yo, review if you wanna, if you wanna, wanna.
*I think that I pop out stories like everyday.*
