Panic Prone
Thirty-Seven
skittlesxrayn
A few hours after the party and fight had ended, Emma was laying on her stomach on her bed. She stopped crying about an ago and was now staring blankly at her door. She had been crying for close to two hours. She gave up, realizing crying wasn't going to solve anything.
Emma rolled over on to her back, now staring at the ceiling. She put a hand on her stomach, wondering how she could let such huge news slip in front of everyone, without even talking to Jay about it first. Her heart twisted. He had just walked out on her. He didn't say, "We need to talk," or "Are you sure?" He just left and that hurt her. More than she would admit at the moment.
She sighed, moving her hand in circles over her stomach. There was a light tap on the window and a few seconds later there was a thud, then muffled shuffling footsteps walking towards the bed. Emma kept her eyes on the ceiling. She felt the shift of weight on the bed when the person sat down on the edge of it.
"Em..." The person said softly.
It was Jay.
Emma's eyes shifted and they landed on the back of Jay's head, "What are you doing here?" She asked, bitterness teasing the tip of her words.
He laid down next to her, "I came to talk."
Her eyes went back to the ceiling. Her hand still moving in calming circles over her stomach.
Jay's eyes followed her hand. He slowly put his hand over hers, stopping the circles, "Did you take a test?" He asked softly.
The sudden contact sent chills through Emma. She sighed, "Yes. About 5 of them."
"And they were all positive?" He asked, but it was more of a statement.
She nodded, lacing her fingers with his and kept their hands on her stomach.
"When did you find out?"
"I took the tests today. I had a feeling for about a week."
"You could have told me."
"Why did you run out?" Emma asked, turning her head slightly to study his features in the darkened room.
"I didn't know what else to do. Everyone was there. I thought your brothers were going to kill me."
"Brother. I don't know if Tracker and Spinner are my brothers yet."
Jay rubbed his thumb over hers. They both stayed silent for a few minutes, "What are we going to do?"
Her gaze shifted back to the ceiling, "I have no idea."
He gave her hand a tight, reassuring squeeze, "I'll be there for you. Whatever you decide."