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“Okay, sweetie. Just calm down.” My mind is going wild thinking of reasons Birdie could be this upset.
“I…I need you to go to the store, buy like fifteen pregnancy tests, and come to my house before Gareth gets off from work.”
Her words have me blanching and the room moves again. Oh dear God! I cannot have that bad of luck. I can’t.
“Okay. Look, I’ll go pick some up and meet you back at your place. It’s going to be alright.”
I look down at the puppy lying on the rug in the kitchen. Cookie. Birdie’s mom pushed Brownie’s sister on me and Waylen when she found out I was staying with him. At first, it made me sad because eventually, I was going to have to leave her. Now, I just adore the little thing and can't imagine life without her.
Birdie follows my line of sight to the puppy. “I’ll take Cookie over to my mom’s. She’s babysitting Brownie today anyway.”
“Won’t she think it odd that she’s being asked to watch both of them?”
“No, I’ll tell her I have to go somewhere later today and I want you to go with me.”
I nod and both of us make quick work of what needs to be done. At the store, I’m like a mad woman knocking the whole display of tests off into the little buggy I grabbed. I’m going so fast I beat Birdie back to her and Gareth’s house. We spend the evening with Birdie peeing on sticks and me supporting her. She doesn’t need to know I didn’t give all of the tests to her and that I have three in the glovebox of my car.
After the fifth one, she finally breaks. “Maybe they’re faulty. Maybe they don’t work.”
“Five of them? All faulty?” Every one she’s taken has come back positive. I am pretty damned certain they aren’t faulty and that my best friend is knocked up.
“Girl, you have got to stop panicking,” I say it more to myself than to her since I’ve been slowly losing my mind since this whole thing started. “I’m pretty sure you are definitely preggers. You haven’t had a period in three months or so, right?”
And neither have I. Breathe. Everything is going to be okay. I say it out loud, so Birdie knows it too when she nods at me. Then she shocks me into stupidity with her next request.
“Will you take one just to see?”
I stare at Birdie for a long time. Does she know? Can she tell? If she can, can Waylen? “Uhhhh, I don’t think…”
“Please.” She gives me the puppy dog eyes. They’re the thing that got me into this whole mess when she asked me to stay at Waylen’s in the first place. “Pretty please. Do this for me.”
I take the test out of her hand and walk to the bathroom slowly. There’s no way to tell Birdie no when she’s doing the puppy dog eyes but this is really not the way I want to find out if me and Waylen have…and why the fuck didn’t I think of protection from the beginning? Why didn’t I make him wrap it up or even go and get myself on birth control?
What’s worse -and the thing that keeps floating back to me every time I shove it back- what if Waylen thought I was already on birth control, and he felt safe dumping three months’ worth of cum in me? If that’s the case, he’s going to be so mad at me. And I feel like I betrayed his trust. I did betray it if he was counting on me to keep us safe.
I eventually pee on the damned stick, wash my hands, and come out. Birdie starts the timer and I sit and wait for the damned thing to go off like it’s a fucking bomb waiting to set my world on fire.
“This is so stupid.”
Birdie gives me a big, sweet smile and lays her head on my shoulder, “Thank you, thank you, thank you. You’re the best bestie in the world.”
Is she still going to think that when she learns what I’ve done? Will she even want to stay friends if Waylen can’t stand to look at me? His partner is Gareth and they've been together for a long time. Damn, I should have thought of how messy the complications to all this would be and not asked Waylen to show me how to make love. When the timer goes off, I jump just like it’s a detonation. It’s too late to think about all that now.
Both of us stand and look down at the little pink stick and the two pink lines that tell me what I already expected. Even though I expected it I still can’t help but be in disbelief.
“What the hell?” I sway as the room rocks and dips all over again.
“Oh my God! Does this mean…?”
Before she can finish asking her question we hear the door downstairs creak open and Gareth shouts up at us, “Girls? Are you all here?”
Both of us get wide eyes and freeze.
“Waylen’s here with me too. He’s looking for Brook.”
“Oh shit!” I'm so screwed!
We scramble to put away the evidence of what we’ve been up to all afternoon but end up running into one another like something straight out of a sitcom. We end up falling on our asses with pregnancy tests littered around us like fucking contraband from a wild pharmacist party.
