“Yes, m'am,” I said.
I followed the directions on the test and placed it on the sink. It said to give it a few minutes for the results – and I knew it was going to be the longest two minutes of my life. Jenn paced the bathroom, and I had to tell her to stop.
“You're making me nervous,” I said and laughed.
“You're not already nervous?” she asked me.
“Of course I am,” I said, putting my head in my hands. “But you're making it worse.”
“Alright then, tell me why you're here,” she said, stopping in front of me.
The bathroom was large enough for us to both stand comfortably, but she hovered right above me, her eyes boring into mine like she was trying to see straight into my soul.
“My ex came back in town,” I said.
“The one from California?”
“Yes,” I said softly. “And let's just say – he's not too happy about me leaving him.”
I filled her on the rest of the details – glossing over how I fucked both Quinn and Bennett in my childhood bedroom, but mentioning that “stuff did happen.”
She stared at me, slack-jawed. “Last night? This happened last night?”
“Yeah,” I mumbled.
“Oh honey,” she said, laughing as she shook her head. “Then there's no need for a pregnancy test. You can't be pregnant from having sex last night.”
I stared at her. “I know that,” I said. “I'm not a total moron.”
“So, what are you saying then?”
I couldn't find the words, so instead, I glanced down at the test.
“Two lines,” I said.
I frantically looked for the instructions which I'd tossed in the trash can. Pulling it out, I tried to find out what having two lines meant.
“Hailey, it's positive,” she said.
“What is?”
“The pregnancy test,” Jenn said.
My heart fell into my stomach as I stared down at the two pink lines, clear as day. I was too shocked too cry. I felt nothing. No joy, no sadness. Nothing. Just when I thought my life couldn't get more complicated.
“I'm pregnant,” I said, finally pulling myself together and looking up at Jenn.
“It appears so,” Jenn said.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the bedroom, and together, we sat on the bed facing one another. She held my hands as she looked deep into my eyes.
“Hailey, do you know who the father is?”
I nodded, feeling nauseous and not even wanting to admit it to myself.
“Good,” Jenn said. “Now, we need to talk about the next steps.”
“Next steps?” I choked out.