He watched her pace back and forth from the arm of his sofa.
Destiny was rubbing her knuckles and skimming the ground.
"This is stupid. I know I'm not pregnant, this is just...evidence. Right?" She stopped to look at Matthew, and hoped he'd say something more convincing. He simply took her hand and linked their fingers.
"This is really happening -to us," Destiny admitted as she sat next to him. He kissed the back of her hand.
"Where'd you say you got this from again?"
"Rexx Rugs, by the Credit Union on Angel Square. It was the only one left." Destiny squinted at the Spanish instructions. "It says...one line means pregnant...and two lines mean... not pregnant... Yeah."
"Des I don't see anything." Matthew flicked the stick and then shook it slightly.
No difference.
"Maybe it's not done yet?" Destiny pulled Matthew's wrist towards her to see.
"It's been like 15 minutes already. Alright, I'm getting another one."
Destiny took the test from him while he felt around for his keys. He kicked aside her shoes on his way to the door and turned to her before he closed it.
"I'll be right back, okay? Drink water."
Curled up on the couch, Destiny smiled back at him.
She closed her eyes and tried to relax.
She turned on the TV and muted the sound, paced some more, and turned it off again.
"Water."
Destiny jogged over to the kitchen and opened fridge. Pausing for a moment she looked around for a glass, gave up and started chugging.
Thud. 'Back already?' she thought.
"Did you forget somethi-" Destiny froze to see two very unexpected residents walk through the living room.
"Oh, Hello Destiny. We thought we heard someone."
"Hey Mrs. B, Mr B. You're home early!" Destiny grinned wide, and tried not to look at the empty box on the coffee table.
Matthew looked down at the five brands in his basket. His eyebrows plunged as his eyes went back to the shelves in front of him. 'What goes with pregnancy tests?' he asked himself, scanning.
'Vagisil. What? No.'
Diapers...Tampax...
'Ribbed for her pleasure.' Matthew picked up the shiny box and shook his head. 'Not here for those,' he sighed returning it.
"Hello?"
Jerked from his thoughts, Matthew spun to see the expectant store clerk.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. Do you need help finding something?"
"I'm alright thanks."
Awkwardly squeezing past, Matthew moved to the next aisle and re-focused on his plan to get out of the store as fast as possible.
'Body spray, deodorant, band-aids, staples.' He trailed along a few more aisles layering his shopping contents.
'Starbucks stuff for Des, gossip magazines, gum. Some cherries and bananas, no, apples definitely apples. Garlic bread. Okay. Done.
With his fingers on the ignition, he reached into his pocket for his buzzing phone.
'2 missed calls from Destiny'