As Abbey made her way to the store, she suddenly felt bad for a lot of ghouls in her situation. Even though it was just a concern, there was this heavy feeling that everyone was watching her. It reminded her of her first day of school. It certainly wasn't a good feeling, by any means. She held her breath and pulled her purse closer to her side as she trekked on through the glass doors.
If walking was hard, actually choosing a test was Herculean. She'd never been aware that there were so many different kinds. Some of them with lines, some with circles, some with colors, some specifically for seamonsters, some for werewolves, some for zombies. . .She wasn't quite sure where she was supposed to fit in. The ice monster resisted her temptation to call up someone who would know better, instead grabbing for one that seemed the least monster-specific and advertised simplicity and heading for the checkout.
Even leaving, she made an effort not to make eye contact with anyone. She didn't hear the voices or sounds of anyone she knew, something she was eternally grateful for, but it still had the same heavy shame. The more she thought over it, the more ridiculous it felt, though. Years had passed since she'd started attending Monster High as an already-mature monster, and now, she was an even more mature monster with more experience and every excuse to be purchasing a pregnancy test so she could take the proper precautions and responsibilities for her possible child.
That reassurance failed entirely to make Abbey feel any more confident, and she still sighed with relief as she shut the door behind her, safely back in the comfort of her apartment with the test clutched in her hand. She was surprised that it still felt room-temperature, considering her knack for cold, but none the less, the ice ghoul clawed the cardboard packaging open, pulling out the instructions and carefully reading them. If anything, it was a way to calm her nerves as she made her way to the bathroom, only now pulling out her phone to check her iCoffin.
Despite her absence being fairly short, there was a surprising number of messages, from close friends like Frankie to people she barely knew. which she took as a sign that someone had spread something. Scrolling through the messages only revealed less and less people she knew before finally a name she recognized appeared on the screen: Heath Burns.
Actually, in all honesty, she had his name put in as 'Heath' with a heart by it.
None the less, she plopped onto the toilet seat to read his words, though before she could focus on the screen, she was forced to drop the phone as a piercing pain rang from the inside of her chest. She instinctively grasped at where the crystal was as her eyes squinted shut, leaning forward into a position as close to fetal as she could get to sit out the pain.
It didn't last as long as she thought, at least, but the event in general left her even more concerned. Abbey had never been the type of yeti to give in easily to pain. Despite being the youngest and smallest of her siblings, she'd always taken the same amount of beatings and actions as any other and even taken it in the same stride. Even after she's leaned back, breathing deep as she tried to figure everything out and remember the name, she was mildly annoyed. After all, it was heartburn.
The yeti woman eventually calmed her nerves and reaches for the pregnancy test again, reading the directions before finally going ahead with it, then taking her phone and heading to her room to lay down for the while the directions dictated. Her phone had been ignored, returning her sights to the situation at hand.
It was as she was laying in the bed, miserably staring at the blue-and-pink diamond pattern adorning her wall, that she heard the door click and the familiar voice of her lover announcing his return.
She rolled over and buried her face in the pillow.