I woke up, feeling a little nauseous. I put my hand over my stomach and ran to the bathroom. I cleaned my mouth out after I was done puking, and by that time my new roommate, Carson, was awake. "Were you throwing up?" She asked, eyeing me. I nodded and mumbled something about needing to go to the store. I threw on some skinny jeans, an over-sized sweater, and my moccasins. I grabbed the car keys off the kitchen table and headed out into the world. I went to the supermarket down the road, and found exactly what I was looking for. I picked up about five pregnancy tests, and a few bottles of water. I dialed Andrew's number. He picked up on the third ring with a casual, "Sup baby?"
"I've got news, big news." I had decided that telling him I might be pregnant would be better in person. "So come over."
"I'm on my way babe." He hung up. I paid for my things, got in my car, and drove back to my apartment. Andrew wasn't there yet, so I ran inside and locked myself in the bathroom. I already had to pee, so I opened up all of the tests, and developed a system so I could pee on each of them. I laid them out on the counter and waited. A knock on the bathroom door caught my attention though. "Bre, open up, it's me." Andrew called through the door.
"Just a minute." I called back, standing up and looking at the time. In 30 seconds they should give me the results. I bit my lip as the time ticked closer. I closed my eyes and then opened them, looking at all of the tests. My heart stopped when I saw the results. Every single one was positive. "Oh my god.." I whispered. I opened the bathroom door and let Andrew in. He saw the tests as soon as he walked in and shot me a worried look. I just nodded.
Surprisingly his face lit up. "You're pregnant?" He smiled, and I nodded in reply. I was still so shocked. My being pregnant isn't really a bad thing, it's just unexpected. Luckily for me, Andrew and I had never followed through with a divorce, so we're still married. He picked me up and hugged me. "I love you."
"I love you too." I smiled, kissing his nose. "I better tell Car." I walked out of the bathroom, and into the living room where Carson was watching TV. "Guess what!" I smiled.
"Whaaaaaat?" Carson asked, looking away from the TV.
"I'm pregnant." I smiled. She said she was happy for me and shit, and then I called Blair to tell her, then I called Dawn and James, and everyone else.
Maybe this baby will be good for Andrew and I. At least I hope so.
xox Bren
