Leslie P.O.V.
Stop giving me "The Look"I say, already freaking out, with the way Morgan keeps staring at me with a strict face.
"You didn't use any of it did you"She says with a furious look now on her face.
"First Compartment on the left side of your suitcase. Why didn't you use any, I knew something like this was going to happen which was why I prepared you for it"She says pacing around.
"Well, it kinda skipped my mind. I didn't even think to that part. It all just happened you know"I say sheepishly.
"It skipped your mind?"She screams out loudly giving me a look that screams "YOU FOOL".
"Calm down, you can't just assume that quickly. Besides we only did it like once"I then say shyly. Trying to curb the raging storm inside of me.
"Hmm, Oh really. It didn't seem like you got laid just once in those photos dear"She says in a matter of fact tone.
"Don't speak to me like am some kind of novice in things like these Besides a guy with a stamina like that can rock you all night long"She then says.
"Okay. But seriously I don't think it's enough reason to freak out. Besides I just felt a little nauseous, but I'm honestly fine. Maybe I'm coming down with something , with me losing my job and the whole fiasco with the media it has taken it's toll on me so cut me some slack"I then say, trying to convince her that her imaginations were just running wild.
Which i certainly hope is the cause behind her overthinking.
"Okay. Maybe you're right" She replies a little bit cheerily.
"Maybe am just overthinking the fact that you didn't use protection! I mean it's no big deal right?" She asks me, looking extremely uncomfortable.
"Seriously Morgan. Am cool, you're the one who seems pregnant right now. With those beautiful eyes of yours full of worry and your face full of panic"Trying to curb her fears and worries by laughing it all off.
"Morgan"I call out as she continues to pace around.
"Look at me, you're just being hysterical really"I laugh out saying.
"Besides there's no way Leslie Ruffle can handle a child right now. Maybe aunty flow (My Menses) decided to come a bit late this month"I murmur to her, pulling her to sit on the bed with me smilling.
"Seriously theirs no way I can be pregnant right now"I then say convinced
"Besides the pregnant one in the family is my mom. So don't you think it would be real strange and weird If do get pregnant now when my mom also is expecting?"I then say, smirking and laughing at the ridiculous thought. A part of me screams and laughs at me for completing being oblivious to everything.
"Yeah, it would definitely be weird"She says laughing together with me.
"I definitely should have reminded him about the protection bit though. But I couldn't help myself around him I was distracted by those sexy mouthwatering abs and biceps of his"I blush brightly as a memory of how his mouth and hands caressed me.
"I should have gone with putting you on birth control then." She says quietly with her brows arched.
"You're sounding like a mom, do you know that"I say laughing at how cute she gets as she worries and fuzz all over me.
I shake my head slowly as a wave of dizziness hit me, and i felt nauseous again.
She then gets up, and hands me a small box. Blood seems to leave my face as I took it from her.
"What's this?"I ask, looking at the box of pregnancy test.
"You can't seriously think....
"I'm not pregnant. Like Seriously I can't be pregnant"I then say trembling with a feeling of dread.
"Go take it Leslie, you need to know." She replies firmly while motioning me to the bathroom.
"I can't be"I murmur.
"That was what you said the other day about not wanting and liking your boss. Look where it's gotten us"She says her face taking a softer glow.
"Even if you don't think you're pregnant. We still need to be in the know"She then says her voice taking a serious tone.
I then obediently went to the bathroom and slowly shut the door. Taking huge deep breaths trying not to panic, I exhale.
"LADY LUCK PLEASE SMILE ON ME"I sliently pray.
"Please be on my side"I say silently. Okay I know what you're thinking but am a mumbling mess right now. A freaking hot mess, have always been and always will be. I don't hate kids, I love them and would want to have one of my own but definitely not now. Taking care of my parents is already hard enough.
As crazy as it sounds am barely taking care of myself so how can I take care of a dependent little fellow who's innocent and needs all the love and attention one could offer."I thought, all my fears resurfacing.
I'll admit I was too careless this time. Being with Damien seems to bring out that trait in me. I'm pretty certain I'm already in love with him but u think me blaming him and hoarding him the day before we left Hong Kong might have been the reason he's distanced himself.
I want to reach out to him. But I definitely don't want to seem needy and clingy. I want to see him again and see all sides of the Damien that I witnessed in Hong Kong but am afraid that he's probably done with me and wants nothing to do with me.
Am I ready for something this big?
Or am I going to screw it up!
My hands were trembling as I read and followed the instructions written on the box. I waited a nerve wracking two minutes. I grasp my breath and slowly collapse to the floor as I see the result.
Two pink lines?
Two lines mean positive, right? I don't seem to be on the right state of mind as I stare back at it.
A small knock on the door and Morgan's voice finally broke me from my current state.
"Y-yeah!
"Morgan" I call out feeling numb.
She comes in, and immediately wraps me up in a tight hug.
"You are, aren't you?" She asks me gently.
"I can't be"I murmur trying to unseen what just happened!
"You're hurricane Leslie. You dummy, you should always expect the unexpected"She murmurs as she pulls my shocked and stiff body into hers.
"I..." I mumble, stunned. Standing up slowly and numbly, as I place the test into the basin and washed my hands.
"Take it slow darling"Morgan says as she helps me back into the bedroom and placed me on the bed tucking me in.
All my life, things has never gone the way I had planned how it should. There's always one problem to the other, Now there's a life growing inside of me that I can't deny nor push back.
"I can't be pregnant indeed"!
Who am I kidding?I thought to myself, those two pink lines are mocking my constant denial of the real truth and fact.
"That I am pregnant!"I finally whisper out, as tears flow through my eyelids.
"How is Damien going to react?"I ask Morgan, biting my lips nervously.
"Well you tell me"She replies, stroking my hair silently leaving me to my thoughts.
How should I consider this situation as?
Sticky Good?
Or sticky bad!
Well one way or the other. It definitely changes things!