Okay! New story people!! I know, I know I was gonna have a story about something COMPLETELY different from this but I've just been getting brain blast after brain blast with ideas and personally I really wanted to do this! Like REALLY wanted to because I watched Juno and it had a major brain storm! But, those of you who are reading my other fanfiction "Unforgettable Childhood" it is coming to a close, so that's why I'm starting a new story. Yes I know you're sad. I only have about two or three chapters left and I'll probably get it done by the end of the month if not the starting of September. So yes, it will be completed I'm just really hyper and I couldn't wait until I was done with one story to start another. It happens.
So I will start my other story I promised making, so don't worry. Also people I can't stress this enough, especially this is a Mpreg fiction, that for any condition Jaden has to get him pregnant is completely fake! I made it up and there is no such thing! But I made it seem like it was real, sort of.
So let's summarize this, Unforgettable Childhood is going to be completed soon, Finding Love will be written soon, and school is starting in a week for me! SON OF A BITCH!! I have Basketball soon! Aahhhhh!
Okay okay! I'm cool….
Enjoy! And please no flamers! Constructive Criticism I can handle! Also! Tell me is Alexis a little too yaoi fan girlish and giggly for you, like she's OOC because I'll change that. Or anyone else for that matter!
NOW Enjoy!
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Two minutes thirty-six seconds and a couch is all it takes to completely turn your life upside down. That's all it took for me. Actually, that's how it all started. I can't say it was a mistake and I can't say it was a good choice. The decision made me mature and learn from what I had done. But on the other hand, it almost ruined my life, my trust with my parents, my reputation, and my relationship with the one person I actually love more than a little high school crush. But it was my choice and I can only blame myself for giving into temptation.
My choice was to have pre-marital sex.
Now I know your parents scold you everyday and make you watch Dateline or Dr. Phil on teen pregnancies or how sex is the devil and can give you sexually transmitted diseases. But let's face facts here, you're gonna do it sooner or later, and it feels good. Like you didn't already know that. I knew that, hell that's why I did it.
I'm not telling you it's great though. Dr. Phil and Dateline are right. There are diseases and there are times when you can get pregnant. That's what happened to me. I got pregnant my sophomore year of high school by a blue-haired, blue eyed boy named Jesse Andersen. What's strange about this is that I'm a boy.
Don't believe it? Well you better start. When I was twelve I had discovered that I was one in very few males that possessed a womb and the internal organs that women had to carry babies. Yes, I was shocked, but not worried. They said I could only be impregnated if I was with another man. Unfortunately I found out when I was fourteen that I did like guys. So then I started to worry.
Last year I met Jesse and we started to date the middle of our freshman year. I had never told him about my unique quality, if you would call it that. I hadn't really told anyone. The only ones who know are family, my best girl friend Alexis, and Aster who found out on accident since he overheard me and Alexis talking about it one day at school. But he's a friend of mine so I knew he'd keep it a secret…after I threatened to cut his testicles off with my dad's hedge scissors. Can't say it didn't work.
Well it has been over a year since Jesse and I first started dating. They farthest thing we had gotten to was making out with a little fondling. I knew Jesse was scared to go past anything but first base. I couldn't blame him, I was scared too. I was scared about my condition. I thought he would think I'm nothing but a freak and leave me if he found out, so I continued to keep it a secret.
Even when we first had sex…
That was mistake number one.
I remember when Jesse came over that night. It was a chilly, autumn night. I actually remember the date. October 10th it was. My parents' anniversary and they went out for the night to celebrate at Olive Garden. Yeah, I told them it was a little too cheap. I mean go to Red Lobster or something. You're celebrating your marriage. Go somewhere nice. But no, they don't listen to me. Sorry, I'm getting off track.
I laugh now at how nervous we both were. Jesse's hands wouldn't stop gripping the arms of the couch and I couldn't get those damn butterflies to quit flapping their wings in my stomach. The sweat was dripping down our faces as I stood up a few away from Jesse. I slowly pulled my black jacket off my shoulders that was over top of my white and grey, brand-named shirt. Next were my pants, which I struggled with. My face was quickly boiling to a beat red as I zipped down the zipper and pulled off my pants as quickly as I could, along with my boxers.
The only thing that was keeping me from complete nudity was my shirt.
Jesse's face was redder than mine. He stared at me with wide eyes with sweat running into them. His breathing started to shorten and we hadn't even done anything yet.
I couldn't help but feel embarrassed standing in the middle of my basement half naked so I tried to cover myself with my shirt. I didn't even look at Jesse, I couldn't. It was just all so…new. It was just weird looking at him.
"You're beautiful…" Jesse breathed.
I gasped and looked over at him, surprised. I saw Jesse's face still flushed but not as much as before, but he had a little smile on his face. Right then, as I stared into those blue orbs that looked like an ocean, that he was the one. He was the one for me. I suddenly felt comfortable and this didn't sound so dirty to me. I even let a little smile spread across my lips.
I finally got the courage to walk over to Jesse on the couch. I slowly sat into Jesse's lap facing him, my legs on both sides on his body. I cupped Jesse's face with both of my hands and kissed him with as much passion as I could muster up. I wanted this to be the best experience of both mine and his life, so I was going all out. God knows I did.
Hearing those sweet moans from Jesse made it all the more enjoyable. I held onto him the whole time, wanting to be as close to Jesse as I could. It was incredible but it got the couch all dirty. To this day I still can't look at that couch without laughing on how hard we scrubbed down that thing before my parents got home.
I knew Jesse left my house that night satisfied and I went to bed that night thinking long and hard about what we had just done. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that what we did was a mistake. (I'm guessing that was mistake number two.)
Now here I am, a month later, on my way to the local market to buy a what? Yes, I'm buying a pregnancy test. My whole way to the market I'm thinking on what I would do next if I was seriously pregnant. But I just kept telling myself I wasn't and I was overacting. I mean sometimes people throw up every morning for a week straight and crave pickles and yogurt.
Oh who am I fooling? I'm pregnant! Oh Jesus, why? Why do you do this to me? Did I do something wrong? I'll start going to church every Sunday if you magically take this unborn child out of my tummy!
By the time I had reached the market I couldn't even stand it anymore. I had to find out. So I burst through the doors of the small store and was welcomed by the oh-so-lovely Aster Phoenix. I'm actually really glad to see him because it would be a whole lot easier asking for a pregnancy test than if it was that other creepy guy that works here with the prosthetic leg.
Aster was slumped over the counter and looked like he really didn't want to be at his job right now. When he saw me he just put his hand up in a half-assed wave, "Yo Jaden. Here to save me from Hell?"
I walked up to the counter, ignoring his comment. I got right into his face and looked at him with serious eyes, "You know that condition I told you about?" I asked so suddenly.
He nodded lazily, "Ya, the one you threatened to cut my balls off if I told anyone?"
"That's great you remembered," I said, then looking around the store to see if anyone was eavesdropping on our conversation. I turned to face Aster again when I saw the coast was clear, "Okay I need to tell you something really important."
Aster's attention was suddenly caught and his bored expression became interested, "What?"
I made a motion with my finger to tell Aster to come closer. When he moved his face only inches away from mine and cuffed my hand over his ear and whispered to him what I had done with Jesse.
His eyes widened, "No way!" Aster smirked and lightly pushed my shoulder, "Way to go, snatching up the school's heart throb. You got game!"
"This is no time to celebrate!" I snapped and then my voice went back into whisper mode, "I think I may be pregnant."
Aster balled his hand into a fist and put it up to his mouth, "Oh shit!"
"My reaction exactly."
Aster but his elbows on the counter and leaned in close like before, "Well what are you gonna do?" he asked.
I rubbed my hand on my forehead in frustration of the situation, "I don't know!" I groaned while pacing back and forth. I stopped and threw my arms at my side, "You know I might not even be pregnant. Maybe I'm overacting."
"Well if you're pregnant you can always get an abort-"
"Don't you even say that!"
"What?" Aster sighed and brushed his silver bangs out of his eyes, "I'm just saying that there are 'other ways' to get rid of pregnancy."
I shook my head fiercely, "No way will I ever resort to that."
"Then, what?" He questioned, "Are you gonna wait until the baby just-" Aster stopped mid-sentence to put his finger in his mouth and brush it against the side of his mouth to make a 'pop' noise, "POP! Just comes out?"
"Don't make jokes now. It's not the time."
"Well then, what are you gonna do?" he asked, "Seriously Jay, you need to plan ahead of time."
"I have no idea and I won't worry about it until I'm absolutely sure that I'm having a baby" With that being said I made my way behind the counter and opened one of the glass doors to the giant wall refrigerator that had ever beer, energy drink, wine, juice and soda brand you could ever imagine in it. I searched through the selection and chose a big gallon of Hawaiian Punch. I took it out of the over-grown refrigerator and shut the door.
"You know you have to pay for that, right?" Aster said, sitting down in the metal fold out chair behind the cash register.
I pulled a ten dollar bill out of my pocket and threw it at Aster, "Keep the change and buy yourself something nice." I unscrewed the cap on the giant bottle of juice and started to chug down the whole thing.
"Don't hurt yourself."
I continued to drink down the Hawaiian Punch until I couldn't breath then took it away from my lips that were now red from the liquid. I plopped down into a plastic car in the corner with the gallon of punch daggling from my fingertips. Now I just had to wait until my bladder was full to see if I was actually pregnant.
I looked over at Aster who was smiling it me like this was a fun time. "What is it?" I asked in a snippy voice.
"Soooo…"
"So?"
"How was it?"
"How was what?"
"You know," Aster winked it and licked his lips like he was trying to seduce me but I realized he was just sending a message asking me how my first experience was.
"It was nice," I simply stated. But it was more than nice, it was awesome!
Aster gave a little chuckle, "Nice? That's it?"
"Well what else do you wanna know?" I asked while sipping on my juice, not really wanting to know the answer.
Aster's smile became wider and his eyes had a little hint of lust in them, "How big was it?"
My eyes widened and I spit out the little punch there was in my mouth. I started having a coughing attack and pounding my chest, trying to get the oxygen back in them. While I was choking on my juice I was glaring at Aster as he laughed at me. "P-Per–cough- vert!"
"What? It was a simple question!"
"Maybe you should focus less on my boyfriend's slang and focus more on getting a boyfriend of your own!" I stood up from my seat, giving an "hmph" and walking away from that perverted mess.
"Hey, where are you going?" he asked.
I grabbed a little box that said First Response on it and waved it around like it was a prize, "I'm gonna go test my luck." So I went into that nasty bathroom that hasn't been cleaned in months because Aster refuses to touch it and so does everyone else that works here. So I ripped open the cardboard box and did my business as fast as I could so that the air didn't pollute my lungs.
After I was done pissing on the stick that basically decided my fate, I came out of the bathroom holding the pregnancy test in my hand. I stood there in the hallway for the two minutes it took for the test to tell me whether or not I'm having a baby. It probably was the longest two minutes of my life. My hands wouldn't stop shaking and my stomach acid started to act up again, but I reframed from getting sick until I found out what the test said.
Finally the two long minutes were up and I was afraid to look at the results. This was it. Oh, what am I gonna do if this is positive? How am I gonna tell my parents? More importantly, Jesse. What would he do? What if he bails out? I can't do this to myself anymore! I have to look! So I slowly glanced down to the little white stick and looked in the result bar. All I saw were two pink lines, telling me that I was pregnant.
My jaw dropped to my knees. Oh…my…God…I'm having a baby. I'm pregnant. Holy shit I'm pregnant! I grabbed a handful of my chocolate brown bangs and put the pregnancy test closer to my face to see if I'd read it wrong. But I didn't. Two pink lines were clearly visible. I actually hoped that my test would sprout legs and say "Haha! I'm just kidding!" Obviously, it didn't do that.
It was official. I, Jaden Yuki, am pregnant. I let out a much needed scream and ran out to Aster who was already on his feet from hearing my sudden yell. I stopped right before we collided into each other and started waving the First Response stick in front of his face while trying to catch my lost breath.
Aster grabbed my arms and started shaking me, "Breathe child! Breathe!"
I finally got some air into my lungs and I shoved the test into his face and pointed at the two pink lines, "Look at this!"
Aster took the white stick from my hand and examined it. He squinted to see if he was only imagining the two pink lines. He handed the pregnancy test back to me and gave an uneasy smile, "Congratulations?"
I let out another scream and threw the test across the store. I went over to the counter and pounded my fist on it, "Shit! Shit! Shit!"
"Well they say that the test is only 99 percent effective. There's a chance it could be wrong."
I knew Aster was trying to make me feel better, but it wasn't really working. I snapped my head up and glared at him, "Oh, yeah! Let's just go on the one percent, shall we?"
"1.6 percent in consumer studies."
"And the .6 percent makes a difference?" I snipped.
Aster shrugged, "It might."
I just shook my head, "I got to get home." I walked past Aster without saying anymore to him. I pushed throw the market doors in a rage and stomped away up the street not carrying if I knocked people down in my wake.
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It was late in the evening and I had sat in my room all day long, crying and puking in the trash can by my bed. I had stayed cooped up in my room all day long, not wanting to talk to anyone. I had yet to tell my parents the news, knowing that my mother would start breaking down into hysterics and saying how she should of home schooled me. Then I'll have my dad holding back my mom from strangling me.
I'm really not looking forward to telling them that I'm pregnant. I decided I'm going to wait a few days until I figure out what I'm going to do. But I needed help deciding, so I called Alexis to see what she had to say about this.
I dialed her number and put the phone up to my ear, waiting for her to answer.
There was ring after ring after ring and then I finally heard her voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hello, hello!" she nearly sang.
"What was that?"
"I knew it was you so I felt like doing it."
"Yeah, well don't do it again." I started to play with my bare toes as I started to talk to Alexis about the reason behind me calling her, "Hey I need to tell you something. It's life or death."
"What is it?" she asked.
I licked my lips before telling her the baby news, "I'm…I'm…you promise not to freak out?"
Alexis's voice started to become impatient, "Yes, yes! What is it? What happened?"
I took a deep breath to try and calm my nerves, "Alexis…I'm pregnant…"
There was a silence on the other end of the phone followed by a "What?!" I sighed. I knew she would freak out. "Shut up! You are not!"
"Yes I am."
Alexis actually started to laugh, thinking this was a joke, "You're not! This is just like the time you told me my bunny died but really you stole him! You just love watching me freak out!"
"Call Aster Phoenix! Call him right now!" I yelled into the phone, "He was there when I was taking the pregnancy test."
"Fine! I will!"
"Fine!"
"Bye!"
"Bye!"
I slammed the phone on the receiver with my cheeks puffed out and fuming. My best friend didn't even believe me? Come on! What I steal her bunny one time, tell her it's dead, and she has trust issues with me. God, get of it! You have Chico back! Yeah, it's a long story that I can't tell you right now because behold the phone is ringing.
I answered the phone and talked to Alexis in a cold tone, "That was quick."
"I'm sorry," she said solemnly.
"It's okay."
"Who was it with?" she asked, dying to know the answer.
"Jesse Andersen."
There was a loud scream on the other end of the phone that almost deafened my left ear. "Oh my God! No way! You guys actually did it? Oh, every girl at our school would love to be you right now!"
"Knocked up and confused?"
"You know what I mean."
"No I don't." I said coldly.
"So how was it?"
"Alexis!" I shouted into the phone.
"What? Come on! Tell me if the most wanted man in school has skills in the bed."
I hated how she said that so calmly and I hated how I blushed every time someone brings this up. "It wasn't the bed…it was the couch."
"Nice! Was it fun? Is he a moaner?" Alexis was asking too many nasty questions that I would never answer. It seems everyone wants all the details. Man, people are perverts now in days. Especially Alexis, she likes guys with each other. She is in love with it. But it gets annoying when every time I kiss Jesse I hear this "Woa baby!"
"Yes and yes! Now can we please just get to the seriousness of this?"
Alexis signed, "Okay! So what are you gonna do?" she asked.
I groaned and slammed my head into my pillow, "I don't know! I need you to help me!"
"Well…you could always go to the abortion clinic." Alexis said the sentence like it was painful to say.
"No!" I protested, "How could you even say that? How could you just abort something like that? Not only that but how do you explain a guy getting an abortion?"
"What about your doctor?" she asked, "Don't you have a special one for this little issue?"
I rubbed the back of my head, "Yeah I do, but still! I would never get an abortion. God you and Aster are one in the same!"
Alexis made a disgusted noise, "Ew. Don't compare me to that monkey."
I let out a little laugh, "Sorry."
Alexis quickly got back on subject, "Well, I don't know what you should do but I will be there when you tell your parents, okay?"
"Thanks Alexis."
"You're welcome pokey bear!"
"Oh not now. I'm sick and I feel like crap."
"I'm sorry," she said in a cute voice, "Well I gotta go. Call me later."
"Okay."
"Bye."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone and fell back against my bed. I laid there staring at the ceiling, trying to figure out what in the world I was going to do. I never would have guessed this would happen to me. I thought I'd be more protected.
That was mistake number three and three strikes, you're pretty much done. Okay now let's review. Mistake number one, not telling Jesse about my condition. Mistake number two, having sex in the first place when I obviously was too young and not very sexually intelligent. Mistake number three, not using protection. Now look what happened.
I lifted up my shirt so my tanned stomach was visible. I stared at it and stared at it but I didn't see anything. Not even a little bump. Isn't my tummy supposed to grow at least a little bit every month? I need to do some research on pregnancy because I have no idea what to expect.
Then the more I actually started to think about it, when I have to go to the doctors to see if I've really pregnant, then I have to go for checkups, the pains, the sickness, kids at school finding out about what special quality, Jesse's reactions, my parent's reactions, my reputation, and not to mention the child birth, I was starting to think abortion was the way to go.
Oh no! No way in Hell I'm getting an abortion! I'm not God, I do not decide whether this baby lives or dies. It's just wrong and I'm not doing it. But wait, I can't take care of a baby! I'd screw up that kid's life and I know Jesse doesn't want to be a dad yet. Oh what am I going to do?
After squeezing my head for ten minutes to get the ideas to flow out of my head faster, the only thing that came was abortion, adoption, or just having the baby and raising it with Jesse. Well, I can't just make the decision by myself. If it was me I'd chose adoption, but its Jesse's baby too. He has a say in it, so I'll have to tell him what the situation is at school tomorrow.
For right now, I want some pickles, yogurt, and ice cream to drown my misery. So I got my sick ass out of bed and went down the stairs and headed into the kitchen. I walked past my mom who was at the small coffee table in the living room with bills sprawled all over it. Yeah, my mom handles the bills since she's paranoid that my dad would screw everything up. It's okay. She was always the control freak.
My dad heard be coming down the stairs and turned his attention away from Sunday football to face me, "Where've you been today, Jay?"
"I didn't feel good," I said in a groggy voice.
"I knew it! You're getting sick from swapping spit with that Jesse person!" My mom burst out.
I covered my face with my hands, "Oh mom…" I groaned.
"Hey, I understand. I was young too." My mom said while attending to her bills, "I remember when I was sixteen. Oh, that's when I met your father, at a make-out party. Oh did your father and I go at it like a bunch of-"
"Oh God!" I covered my ears so I wasn't permanently scarred from my mom's nasty story about her and Dad. I really didn't want a more detailed mental picture in my head than there already was. So I quickly jogged out of the room before my parents reenacted that very night in my living room.
I ran into the kitchen and slid on the freshly Pledged floor until I got to the refrigerator. I grabbed the stainless steel handle and pulled open refrigerator to reveal the Wonderland of food. We had every food imaginable because my mom always buys things that we don't need. Like Pigs Feet? Who eats that?!
Whatever I just came here for my goodies! I looked through our little grocery store of wonders and found my Dill Pickles, Vanilla Ice Cream, and Danimals Yogurt. I grabbed them all in my arms like they were my treasures then shut the door with my foot. I slipped and slide over to the kitchen table and set my food down and began my feast. While I was opening my pickle jar I grabbed the remote next to me for the little T.V. in the kitchen. I turned on the television and started dipping my pickles into my yogurt.
I ate that strange meal like it was the best thing I had ever tasted. The ice cream just made me feel worse. I think it's something about ice cream that just makes you sad. I don't know what it is.
While I was eating my mom came walking in and suddenly stopped, looking at me in disgust, "What are you eating?"
"Food," I stated while looking at the T.V.
"Don't be a smartass."
"I'm sorry," I said and took a bite of my yogurt covered pickle.
"That's probably why you're getting sick." She said while walking over to the television and turning it off.
"Hey!" I shouted, pointing at the black screen of the television, "I was watching Two and a Half Men! That was a good episode!"
"Yeah well, it's almost nine o' clock. You gotta get ready for bed."
"But I just got down here!"
"It's not my fault you decided to be anti-social today, now is it?"
I bit down on my pickle angrily, not saying anything.
My mom started to shake her head, "That's just wrong. Pickles and yogurt, Jaden? That's nasty."
"So are your make-out stories about you and Dad." I snapped back, "But you don't hear me saying anything, do you?"
My mom put her hands on her hips and puckered her bottom lip, "You've been really pissy lately. What's up? Did something happen?"
I swallowed the chewed up pickle that was stuck half-way down my throat, "I'm fine, Mom. What are you talking about?"
She shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe you're just having your teenaged-syndrome where you think you can do and say whatever you want whenever you feel like it."
I ignored my mom's comment. I'm not being pissy, she's just on her period. I decided to put back pickles and ice cream and throw away my Danimals before I really start to get snippy with my mom. Then I'll really be in trouble, and I still have to tell her I'm pregnant. So when I was done cleaning up, I walked past my mom, into the living room, and to the door that leads up to the attic which was my room.
"Take some Midol before you go to bed Mom." And with that I opened the door to my room and slammed it behind me.
My mom looked over at my dad, appalled by the way I had just spoken to her, "That little shit! Aren't you gonna do something?"
My dad said nothing. Instead he started to laugh at my mom, thinking what I had just said was hilarious.
My mom smacked my dad in the arm, "He gets that asshole behavior from you."
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I found myself staring at the ceiling again that night. I just couldn't fall asleep. There were just so many thoughts and feelings I had inside that confused me. It was all so overwhelming. It was like it was such a shock that you really didn't know how to react to it. I certainly didn't. Part of me thought this was a good thing. I'm bringing a new life into the world. But it's also a bad thing since I'm not mature enough to actually take care of a child nor did I want to give it away. I mean it's my baby, I helped make it. It's a part of me and I really don't want to put it up for adoption.
When times like these come about, I wonder what my sister would have done. Yes, I have a sister. Well, use to. Her name was Jaylene. She died about three years ago in a car accident while she was at a college party. Her friends had been drinking and they ran a red light, causing another car to smash into them. Jaylene had died at impact.
What was sad was that she was so smart and pretty. Had a full-ride scholarship for softball and was in her second year of college, studying to be meteorologist. I looked up to her and wanted to be like her in everyway. Proud, confident, smart, and a beautiful person on the inside and out. So when I don't know what to do, I always think of what Jaylene would do.
But when it came to this situation, I didn't know what she would do. She had never been in this sort of trouble before. I've always learned from her when she made mistakes but this mistake I've made is a lot bigger than any of hers. I hated to say this but I think I'm on my own on this one.
It was the only the first day of knowing about my pregnancy. It might get a little better when I tell Jesse about it tomorrow so we can decide on what we're going to do. Or it may totally blow up in my face and Jesse would think a boy having a baby is wrong and weird and he might leave me.
Tomorrow is gonna be a great fricken day!
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I got to school that morning in the usual outfit; a shirt with a jacket and jeans. I went up to my locker, turning the lock for a few seconds before I got my combination in and I could open it. I grabbed my books for my morning classes out of my locker then slammed it shut.
Now my daily routine is that I wait for Jesse and Alexis so we could go to class together, and at that time I will take my opportunity and tell Jesse about me being pregnant. Simple, right? I hoped.
Only a few moments later I saw Alexis running up to me with her long blonde hair in a pony tail. She jumped in front of me as cheerful as usual, "Hey Jay! Like my hair?" she asked while flipping her golden locks.
"Yeah, it's nice. What's with the sudden change in style?"
"I heard that Zane likes girls with pony tails." She smiled and her cheeks turned a little red. Oh, Zane Truesdale. Alexis's crush since the sixth grade. He's known as the school's other heart throb. I have the first. Zane is the type of guy that normally doesn't notice little things that the girls do for him. So I hate to break Alexis's bubble but the chances are good that he will not notice that her hair style has changed.
"You think Zane will notice?"
"Definitely."
You should have seen the look on her face. It was so full of hope, I couldn't just crush that! You would have done it too for your friend.
"Hey!" she pointed, "There's Jesse!"
I quickly spun around on my heel to see Jesse coming closer and closer to me. Then, I suddenly had the feeling that I couldn't do this. There was no way I could tell him. So I turned back to Alexis, "I can't tell him!"
"What? You have to!" she yelled, "This is important! This is his child!"
"But what if he thinks it's strange and leaves me? What if he bails on me? What if he thinks I'm this sick, unnatural thing?"
Alexis shook her head slowly, "You really know how to put yourself down, don't you?"
"I'm nervous!"
"Well you better stop because here he comes." With that Alexis turned me around to face Jesse who was now in front of me with that usual grin of his that makes me melt inside.
"Mornin' Jaden," he said in a sweet voice and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.
"Woa Baby!" Alexis shouted.
I told you! It's good Jesse and I have learned to ignore her when she does that or we would have killed her a long time ago.
"Hey Jesse?"
"Yeah?"
"C-Can…Can I…talk to you…alone?"
I was set to just get this over with. I couldn't do this to myself any longer. Just tell him what's going on, get it over with, and see what happens from there. If I drag it on, I might be dead by the end of the day. Then what good does that do anyone?
Jesse gave me a worried look, "What's wrong?" He looked over at Alexis to see if she knew what was going on but she just pretended like she didn't know anything.
"I just…need to talk to you."
"O-Okay-ahh!"
I grabbed Johan's arm and dragged him into the storage room that was a few lockers down from mine. Even though students weren't aloud to go in there, I pulled his ass into the room anyway.
Alexis had followed us and stood outside the door to warn us if any teachers or custodians were coming by. I think she was over-acting though to look like she wasn't doing anything wrong. She was just standing there, leaned against a locker right in front of the storage room, whistling. Really? Whistling is a dead give away. Alexis needs to use that brain of hers a little more. She just oozed out trouble.
Too bad I was in the cramped closet and I couldn't see what a bad actress she was.
Jesse was huddled in the corner of the storage room, which only had one light bulb to see what you were doing. I was against the opposite wall and extremely uncomfortable.
"You know, if you wanted to make-out, we could have always done it in a better place than this." Jesse said while squirming around, trying to get comfortable.
I slapped my forehead, "That's not why we're in here."
"Then, what is it?" he asked.
I leaned against the wall and hung my head low so I was staring at the ground. I didn't even know how to start. I didn't even know what to say. I can't get cold feet now. This concerns Jesse too, so I can't just blow it off. I have to just tell him.
"You love me, right?" I asked suddenly.
Jesse couldn't believe that I had asked such an obvious question, "Of course! I love you, will all my heart Jaden!"
"No matter what?"
"Yes! What's with this all of a sudden?"
I quickly snatched Jesse's hands in my own and I stared deep into his eyes. I almost thought I was peering into his soul. "What I'm about to tell you is nothing but the truth. It may shock you. No! Actually, it will."
"Jay, you're scaring me. What is it?"
I took a deep, long, calming breath before I let the words fly from my lips, "Jesse, I'm pregnant."
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Kikuchan: That's a wrap of the first chapter!
Judai: you always end it at the good parts!
Johan: it's not fair to the readers!
Kikuchan: But it's like a game! They can guess what's coming next! See? I like to make these things fun!
Judai: that's not fun that's torture
Kikuchan: Well…well...QUIT YELLING AT ME!! –cries- I'M JUST A PERSON!! ….and now I feel better : )
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