It happens to other girls. Not me. I thought, lowering myself onto the floor of my bathroom. I lied there for what felt like forever, the cool tile feeling really good against my flushed face. I took the test strip and slipped it in the box, tossing it in the trash. Then I laid back down on the floor.
"Susannah?" Jesse called from my room. I'd heard a car pull into the driveway, it must have been him. My boyfriend of a year and a half, newly alive, attempting to adjust to modern life by driving a car. It had all started at the graveyard that day, when he took me in his arms and kissed me. A moment later we were surrounded in bright lights, and soon after, Jesse was a living, breathing, human again.
A living, breathing human who now lived at the rectory and whom I saw when we went out on dates or at school. A living, breathing human I'd given myself to just two months earlier. A living, breathing human who was now a father.
No! He's alive, he can do anything he wants, I'm not going to take that away from him!
"Susannah, are you alright?" Jesse asked, poking a head into my bathroom.
I nodded weakly, sitting up from my comfy floor position. I was hit with flashbacks of our first night.
Flashback
It was pouring down rain, and we ran home from the beach. Ran, in the rain, because we'd walked there in the first place, seeing as his car was in the shop, and Dopey had borrowed mine. (Yes, I finally got my license. Let's not dwell on this miracle, shall we?) I'd been wearing a white shirt over my bikini- a white shirt I'd meant to give back to CeeCee when I saw her, but I hadn't and had instead thrown it on so I didn't leave it at the beach on accident.
We come into my room, soaking, dripping, hastily grabbing towels to dry off so we didn't catch pneumonia. I'd ripped off that white shirt and thrown it over the tub to dry out, and-
End Flashback
"Susannah? Are you sure you're alright?" Jesse asked, helping me sit up and sit down on my bed. A bed that, thankfully, could tell no one what had happened. Not that I regreted- God no! I'd loved it, each time we made love I loved it.
But that didn't mean I wanted people to know.
"Yeah, I'm fine Jesse." I said, sounding more certain than I felt. "Um, can you just get me a few aspirins or something? I have a killer headache."
"Sure, querida." Jesse got my aspirin and seemed to take a longer time than it should have taken him. He sat down next to me and handed me the aspirin. I gulped them down and pulled my knees to my chest.
"Querida...um...do you want to tell me something?" Jesse asked, placing a hand on my knee.
He'd seen the box.
I knew it.
He had to have, to have that concerned look on his face. The one that said, "If you're pregnant, you can tell me, I swear I won't disappear."
I felt like nodding, and whispering the news, but instead, a nagging little voice took control and I shook my head. "No, there's nothing."
Flashback
"There's nothing in here, querida." Jesse said, closing my nightstand drawer. "Are you sure you left them in there?"
"Yes, Jesse." I said, squirming slightly under him. He had a knee at each hip, and was shirtless- as was I. "Dead sure. I was talking to CeeCee on the phone, I opened the drawer, put them in there, and then closed the drawer because I heard my mom come up the steps."
"Well, querida, I don't see them." Jesse said, closing the door and leaning down to kiss my neck. I moaned as his lips touched my skin, and ran my hands over his back. "So do you want to do this without?" Jesse purred- not literally, but you know what I mean.
I nodded and said, "Sure. I trust you to not have any diseases or anything, and I'm on the pill anyways, so pregnancy is cut in half."
Jesse just continued kissing my neck as we began to make love.
End Flashback
Oh yeah. Pregnancy was cut in half. I should have searched for the damn condoms!
Course, I found out later that Dopey had swiped them from me for his little rendevous with Debbie. So searching would have done nothing.
But I wouldn't be pregnant at 18. Almost 19. Damn. How the hell am I gonna take care of a kid?
Jesse looked me in the eye as I said, "No, there's nothing."
Of course, maybe he hadn't seen the box. Maybe he recognized the signs. I mean, I'd been late to school almost every day for the last two weeks because of morning sickness. I was tired, sore, and showing signs of the flu. My "special friend" hadn't come around in over two months either. That was the kicker.
Oh, this wasn't the flu. This wasn't the flu at all!
"Querida..." Jesse took a deep breath. "I saw the box."
Damn. I knew he'd seen it, I was just trying to convince myself otherwise. "What were the results?"
I looked down. I couldn't bear to look him in the eye. "Querida?"
"Positive." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "The results were positive."
I heard Jesse take a deep breath and let it out. "Well, then, I guess it's a good thing I was going to do this tonight."
Jesse dropped to one knee on the floor in front of me. "Susannah Marie Simon, My amo, my querida, will you marry me?" He held out a pearl and diamond ring, ready to slip it on my finger.
To say I was in shock would be an understatement. "Of course I will Jesse!" Tears rolled down my cheeks as he slipped on the ring, and I ruined the moment by saying, "This isn't just because of..." I trailed off, pointing to my stomach.
"No, querida." Jesse said firmly. "I was going to ask you tonight, but with this news, I thought I'd ask you a little sooner."
I hugged Jesse and he hugged me back. Somehow, I sensed everything would be OK, yet knew it wouldn't.
Ok, so what does everyone think? This was going to be a one-shot, but I think I might continue it. I dunno. Give me some feedback, please???
"Susannah?" Jesse called from my room. I'd heard a car pull into the driveway, it must have been him. My boyfriend of a year and a half, newly alive, attempting to adjust to modern life by driving a car. It had all started at the graveyard that day, when he took me in his arms and kissed me. A moment later we were surrounded in bright lights, and soon after, Jesse was a living, breathing, human again.
A living, breathing human who now lived at the rectory and whom I saw when we went out on dates or at school. A living, breathing human I'd given myself to just two months earlier. A living, breathing human who was now a father.
No! He's alive, he can do anything he wants, I'm not going to take that away from him!
"Susannah, are you alright?" Jesse asked, poking a head into my bathroom.
I nodded weakly, sitting up from my comfy floor position. I was hit with flashbacks of our first night.
Flashback
It was pouring down rain, and we ran home from the beach. Ran, in the rain, because we'd walked there in the first place, seeing as his car was in the shop, and Dopey had borrowed mine. (Yes, I finally got my license. Let's not dwell on this miracle, shall we?) I'd been wearing a white shirt over my bikini- a white shirt I'd meant to give back to CeeCee when I saw her, but I hadn't and had instead thrown it on so I didn't leave it at the beach on accident.
We come into my room, soaking, dripping, hastily grabbing towels to dry off so we didn't catch pneumonia. I'd ripped off that white shirt and thrown it over the tub to dry out, and-
End Flashback
"Susannah? Are you sure you're alright?" Jesse asked, helping me sit up and sit down on my bed. A bed that, thankfully, could tell no one what had happened. Not that I regreted- God no! I'd loved it, each time we made love I loved it.
But that didn't mean I wanted people to know.
"Yeah, I'm fine Jesse." I said, sounding more certain than I felt. "Um, can you just get me a few aspirins or something? I have a killer headache."
"Sure, querida." Jesse got my aspirin and seemed to take a longer time than it should have taken him. He sat down next to me and handed me the aspirin. I gulped them down and pulled my knees to my chest.
"Querida...um...do you want to tell me something?" Jesse asked, placing a hand on my knee.
He'd seen the box.
I knew it.
He had to have, to have that concerned look on his face. The one that said, "If you're pregnant, you can tell me, I swear I won't disappear."
I felt like nodding, and whispering the news, but instead, a nagging little voice took control and I shook my head. "No, there's nothing."
Flashback
"There's nothing in here, querida." Jesse said, closing my nightstand drawer. "Are you sure you left them in there?"
"Yes, Jesse." I said, squirming slightly under him. He had a knee at each hip, and was shirtless- as was I. "Dead sure. I was talking to CeeCee on the phone, I opened the drawer, put them in there, and then closed the drawer because I heard my mom come up the steps."
"Well, querida, I don't see them." Jesse said, closing the door and leaning down to kiss my neck. I moaned as his lips touched my skin, and ran my hands over his back. "So do you want to do this without?" Jesse purred- not literally, but you know what I mean.
I nodded and said, "Sure. I trust you to not have any diseases or anything, and I'm on the pill anyways, so pregnancy is cut in half."
Jesse just continued kissing my neck as we began to make love.
End Flashback
Oh yeah. Pregnancy was cut in half. I should have searched for the damn condoms!
Course, I found out later that Dopey had swiped them from me for his little rendevous with Debbie. So searching would have done nothing.
But I wouldn't be pregnant at 18. Almost 19. Damn. How the hell am I gonna take care of a kid?
Jesse looked me in the eye as I said, "No, there's nothing."
Of course, maybe he hadn't seen the box. Maybe he recognized the signs. I mean, I'd been late to school almost every day for the last two weeks because of morning sickness. I was tired, sore, and showing signs of the flu. My "special friend" hadn't come around in over two months either. That was the kicker.
Oh, this wasn't the flu. This wasn't the flu at all!
"Querida..." Jesse took a deep breath. "I saw the box."
Damn. I knew he'd seen it, I was just trying to convince myself otherwise. "What were the results?"
I looked down. I couldn't bear to look him in the eye. "Querida?"
"Positive." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "The results were positive."
I heard Jesse take a deep breath and let it out. "Well, then, I guess it's a good thing I was going to do this tonight."
Jesse dropped to one knee on the floor in front of me. "Susannah Marie Simon, My amo, my querida, will you marry me?" He held out a pearl and diamond ring, ready to slip it on my finger.
To say I was in shock would be an understatement. "Of course I will Jesse!" Tears rolled down my cheeks as he slipped on the ring, and I ruined the moment by saying, "This isn't just because of..." I trailed off, pointing to my stomach.
"No, querida." Jesse said firmly. "I was going to ask you tonight, but with this news, I thought I'd ask you a little sooner."
I hugged Jesse and he hugged me back. Somehow, I sensed everything would be OK, yet knew it wouldn't.
Ok, so what does everyone think? This was going to be a one-shot, but I think I might continue it. I dunno. Give me some feedback, please???
