You stare at the the word that was currently displayed on the stick in your hands. Pregnant. This wasn't supposed to happen, you were only supposed to be friends with benefits. You were on the pill so you didn't know how this was possible. Cursing to yourself, you threw the pregnancy test onto the side. You were worried how Abraham was going to take it.
You both had started sleeping together after walking the perimeter of Alexandria together. It was something you both did regularly but on that particular day it had been a hard shift. Once you were back at the house you noticed Abe was rubbing his right shoulder constantly and being a good friend you offered a massage. One things led to another and you had now been sleeping with him for the past four months.
A soft knock brought you out of your thoughts and Carol's voice drift through the door.
"(Y/N)? Sweetie, dinner is ready."
"Be out in a minute." You reply after needing a second to catch any nervousness from displaying in your voice.
After taking a couple more minutes to collect yourself, you stuffed the test into your pocket then made your way downstairs. Everyone was there, already tucking into the delicious dinner Carol had prepared for you all. Laughter and chatter filled the room, if it wasn't for the fact you were shitting yourself you would have smiled at scene in front of you.
"(Y/N)!" Tara's voice carried over everyone elses. "Sit here."
You noticed as you sat down next to your best friend that Abraham was sat directly opposite you in deep conversation with Rick and Daryl. Something about guard scheduling. He looked at you briefly as you sat down, his mouth lift up into a slight smirk. You didn't even really acknowledge him as you went about dishing your food up. From the corner of your eye you could see a frown marring his features.
After dinner was over and everything cleared away, you found yourself back in your room having an internal freak out. Subconciously, your hand was running over your belly which would soon been bulging. Reality came shattering down around you as a familiar voice called through the door.
"(Y/N) are you in there?" Abe's gruff voice floated into the room.
"Yeah, come in." You sighed out pulling yourself into a sitting position on the middle of the bed.
Abe's red hair was the first thing you see as he pokes his head into the room, soon the rest of his body follow. He makes himself comfortable on the edge of the bed.
"Is this a booty call?" You ask.
"A booty..." He grunts more to himself then stops and turns his head to you. "No, I've come to see whats gotten your panties in a twist because you sure as hell never ignored me like that before."
"It's nothing." You muttered looking down at your hands.
"Do you want to call this thing between us off?" He starts. "'cus if you do then-"
"I'm pregnant." You blurt out then your hand quickly covers your mouth as you realise what you've just done.
The look on Abe's face hints that you could very well have caused his brain to melt down. After a couple of minutes of silence you hear him utter the words "Mother dick".
"You can't be." He argues. "You take them pills that stop this god damn thing from happening."
"They don't always work." You admit not being able to meet his gaze.
"Then why are they used as protection?! Bitch nuts." He curses. "We got ourselves knee deep in shit with this one."
"You don't have to, you know.." You trail off.
"Have to what?"
You take a deep breath and meet Abe's gaze.
"You don't have to be involved if you don't want to be."
He looked slightly hurt by that comment, he shook his head and quickly dismissed that comment. "Don't talk such shit (Y/N), of course I want to be involved."
"Okay." You say nodding with a slight smile on your face.
"We'll get through this together."