-Marzia's POV-
I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't believe it.
I was pregnant.
Nine tests discarded in the sink cruely illuminated the two lines in the bright light of the bathroom. Fears and worries and doubts and troubles flashed through my head, from telling Felix to dying in childbirth to adoption to abortion to telling the Marzipans. I had taken Clearblue tests, so it told me that I was two to three weeks along. On all nine of them.
It was 2:30 and I had rushed into the bathroom to vomit. I didn't know why. I worried. Thought of waking up Felix, didn't. Thought back a few weeks ago, to that one romantic night. Worried some more. Took a test stashed at the back of my bathroom cupboard. Freaked out. Took the other eight tests. All positive. And here I was.
As my brain started to cope a little, I picked up the tests and put them in the bin, so Felix wouldn't see them. I needed to tell him myself. He couldn't just 'find out'.
Next step...sleep. Tomorrow was a big day.
I struggled on that step.
-Felix's POV-
I woke up around eight, feeling okay. I looked over to Marzia, who was snuggled under the duvet, a look of anguish on her face. Bad dream, I thought. I felt bad for a second, then got up. Did my teeth, combed my hair, got dressed, whatever. I went downstairs and got out some bread, and made a jam sandwich. Ate it. I looked at the clock. 8:15. Marzia would normally be up by now.
I mooched around for a bit, watched some TV, then at around nine decided to make a video.
"HOOOOOOOWWWWSSSS it going bros, my name is pppeeewwwddiiieeeppiiieee, and today we're going to play 3 MORE random games I found online..."
"Felix?! Felix?!" Marzia's voice had a hint of urgency to it. Usually, I would just shout that I'm filming, and edit it out later, but then she called again, and she sounded so desperate that I stop recording and got up to see what she needed. Probably a spider somewhere, or something.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked her. Her face was contorted with worry and all the colour was drained. I looked at her anxiously. She stayed silent. "Seriously, Marzia, you're creeping me out." If this was some sort of prank, she would of told me by now.
"I'm - I," she stuttered, turning to face me.
"Are you leaving me?" I asked suddenly. She stared at me. "No," she said anxiously. I breathed a sigh of relief. "So what is it? You look terrible."
"I'm...I'm pregnant," she blurted out.
-Marzia's POV-
For what seemed like a lifetime he just stared at me. A mix of emotions were falshing across his face: anger, fear, sadness, happiness, more fear, relief, yet more fear.
"Are you okay?" I whispered anxiously.
His lost face suddenly clicked back into place. "Is this a prank?"
I sighed. "I wish," I said, my voice trembling. I felt my whole body shake in fear. I had had thoughts of him leaving me, but I had always, deep down, thought he'd stay and support me. But now all hope was slipping away, and I could feel the tears forming in my eyes.
-Felix's POV-
I just felt overwhelmed. A baby? This all seemed so surreal.
"Are you okay?" she asked quietly, and I questioned it.
I tried grasping at some sort of reason. "Is this a prank?" I asked.
Her whole body shook. "I wish," she whimpered, her voice trembling. I look at her properly; her slender body, her tiny feet, her masses of delicate brown hair, the tears glistening in her hazel brown eyes, and I knew she was scared.
"It's - it's okay," I mumbled.
She looked at me, looking like a frightened rabbit. "You're not going to leave me?"
I started. Leave her? That's why she was scared?
"Leave you, now? What kind of jerk do you think I am?" I smiled weakly, and walked over to the kettle. She stood up, and got out some mugs. I made the tea, and we sat there in silence, sipping quietly, wondering how the hell we were going to manage.