A few months after,
"I need a pee stick."
"Shit, me and Towerz too!"
"Okay, you got your's. I got mine. How do we do this...?" "Just pee on it I think... It's a pee stick for a reason."
"Remember Amy. Nothing changes." "Yeah, I think everything changes, Em..."
20 minutes after taking the tests:
"How long did the instruction say...?"
"I know, I've done this before. 2, trust me."
The timer went off. Emma got her's off the counter. "Positive." She threw it away.
"Whew, negative!"
Jay checked on Emma. She was crying with a tissue.
"Beautiful...?"
"It's so horrible."
"What- what," he panicked.
"Pregnant."
He had to run from her. Jumped into his car and sped down the lane.
"Sean, damn, Sean pick up!"
"Pick up you fucking TARD!" He almost rammed into the bumper of another car and police sirens went on.
"I'm going to get a FUCING TICKET," he pulled over along the white line.
A h.o.t.t. female came to greet him. 'Damn, put your mind on Emma!' But his eyes looked at her breasts. Big and round and juicy, popping through the sexy fem cop uniform.
"A speeding ticket for you Mr...," she said chewing on her gum.
'Damn, move over here a little...'
He grabbed a wad of cash. "I'll pay up the rest."
Sean called him back after the 15th time. "Ready to apologize...?"
"Sean you dork, I'm in jail!"