Page 152 of Revelation

Oh, I know you’d never do that to me,he assured me.Of course, not.

I look up at the ceiling, another massive wave of nausea slamming into me.

Within a minute, a second pink line appears on the new pee-stick. I stare at the two positive pregnancy tests lined up on my counter, my eyes bugging out of my head, my recent conversation with Josh echoing in my head. Oh God, Josh is gonna shit. He’s gonna kill me, and then he’s gonna shit.

And then he’s gonna call me a gold digger.

And then he’s gonna run away, his arms flailing.

And then he’s gonna shit again.

My heart is aching.

This is a complete disaster.

Worst-case scenario.

“Shit,” I say out loud.

I amble into my living room in a daze, clutching the two positive pregnancy tests.

I sit down on my couch, my eyes wide, my head spinning.

“Shit,” I say again.

From the minute I laid eyes on Josh, I felt like I’d hopped aboard a bullet train.

Well, it looks like our train just jumped the tracks.

And now there’s only one possible outcome.

Crash.

TO BE CONTINUED…