Carla and Robert never slept together in this. I don't know whether to carry on with this or just leave it as a one shot so please let me know. Also, I am not very good at writing so i apologies if this is terrible.
Pregnant.
I stared at the two blue lines on the white soft stick that was being held beneath my fingers. I dropped it, my hands shake as if they was ice cold.
"Carla. Carla?" Nick calls as he entered the flat. Crap.
I quickly put the test in the bathroom bin stuffing it to the bottom, so he won't find it. I look into the mirror above the sink and wipe away the tears that had escaped from my eyes. I didn't even realize they had.
"Carla?" I walked out of the bathroom and see him, he strolls towards me. "Hello beautiful" He says before coming to kiss me, he takes himself to sit on the sofa. My sofa. His sofa. Our sofa. I watch his every move.
I cough slightly before speaking. "How was work?" I dare ask.
"Really busy, but I'm much happier now I'm here you" I laugh slightly at this. He taps the seat next to him for me to go and join him.
I hesitate before going to sit next to my fiance. He instantly wraps his arm around me and I shudder slightly.
There is a silence, he probably thinks it's a comfortable one, where as I, I think it's the complete opposite.
"Where are you going?" I suddenly blurt out in panic as he stands up.
"I'm going for a shower, why what's wrong?" He says, laughing at my reaction.
I try to think of an excuse to stop him going in the bathroom until I dispose the pregnancy test.
He looks at me confused, I can't think of anything to say, so I say nothing and instead I attempt to smile at him. He nods before walking off into the bathroom.
I place my head in my hands and sigh loudly, I grab my phone from the coffee table in front of me. I begin to text Chelle then decide to to delete the message. I think about what I was going to do. I was terrified.
"Do you want take-away for tea babe?" Nick asks as he walks through the room in a black tight top and grey joggers smiling. He heads into the kitchen area. He reaches up and gets the menus out of the cupboard.
"I don't know," I sigh and mutter. I can tell he has picked up on my mood straight away.
"Hey, what's up?" I look up at him and look bad down at the floor as he comes over and plants kisses in my hair stroking pieces away from my face. I pull away, I wish I didn't, but I did.
He sits on the sofa next to me, and looks at me.
He waits for me to say something, I look at him scared, he knows I am. He pulls me into a hug and before I know, I am crying on his shoulder.
"It's okay," How can he possibly think it's okay, he doesn't even know why I'm upset.
"Nick..." I pull away from him and just look straight into his eyes. "I need to tell you something,"
He nods understandingly. Why is he nodding?
He pulls out the pregnancy test box from his back pocket. My eyes widen. I had only put the stick in the bin. Not the box, I left that on the sink.
"It's okay, were going to be okay."
He pulls me back into another hug, this relaxes me. I know we are going to be be okay. This wouldn't be like my last pregnancy, he would be there for me, unlike Peter.
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