Baby, I Will Be Your Everything

I rubbed the towel over my damp hair one more time before tossing the towel on the ground next to my hamper. I made sure both short sleeves were rolled up evenly before smoothing down the fading face of Rob Zombie over my stomach gently. I bit my lip, running my hand over my stomach again when it felt a little hard. I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled the hem up over my belly button.

"What?" I whispered, feeling my eyes widen when I noticed the way my lower stomach poked out a bit.

I gripped the shirt in my left hand, slowly sliding my hand down my smooth skin until I felt the hardness again. I bit tongue, feeling my eyes water as I moved my hand up and down. That's a lump. There's a fucking lump. Am I getting fat? I haven't been eating that much more, have I?

"I shouldn't have had two grilled cheeses for lunch" I told myself, closing my eyes. "I'm bloated like a fucking balloon."

I gulped, squinting down at my belly once more. Breathing deeply, I sucked in and watched it go back to it's normal size. Feeling my lungs burn, I huffed out the air and sniffled when I was met with the small lump again. This doesn'tfeel like bloating. Am I really just getting fat?

"It's a baby!"

I jumped, dropping my shirt back down and looking up to see Lauren leap into my room. I stared at her with wide eyes, unable to control the panic filling my mind at the words she shouted at me.

"What?" I choked out, trying to keep my composure.

"Look!" She exclaimed, shoving her phone in front of my face.

I frowned, staring down into the screen to see some kind of video playing. I blinked slowly, feeling my heart slow a little when I came across the monkey playing on a branch.

"It's just a baby, isn't it cute?" She cooed, pointing as it swung upside down on the tree.

I let out a sigh in relief even though I felt more tense than before. She was talking about a baby monkey, not a babybaby. Swallowing thickly, I felt a lump forming as I looked back at my lower stomach. I coughed in attempt to get it out, only making it worse as the panic started up again. It made sense. I just found out about my twisted insides and I can't even remember the last time Alex used a condom because it sure as hell wasn't anytime recently.

"Jack?"

"Yeah?" I croaked out, ignoring the weird look Lauren gave me as I crossed my arms.

"Are you okay?" She questioned slowly, leaning in the doorframe.

"Perfect." I lied, giving her a fake smile.

Get the fuck out of here, Lauren. I'm having a crisis right now. Oh my fucking God, what if there's something growing inside of me? What the hell would I do? Mom will kill me-okay, I need to calm down. Surely I would be able to tell if something was happening in there. I'm sure there's signs or something and I'm pretty sure nothing's changed about me-

"Jack, can you listen for five seconds?"

"Sorry." I blurted, sighing heavily as I tried to focus on Lauren. "What do you want?"

"Well, Jeez." She scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "You could at least act like you care-"

"I really don't have time for this right now, Lauren." I snapped, feeling water fill my eyes again from all the stress. "I'm trying to figure something out so just hurry up."

I bit my cheek, frowning apologetically at her wide eyes when she gawed back at me. The look of hurt on her face made me feel horrible, but I don't have it in me right now to apologize for it. Now I've got two things to feel guilty about. I still feel horrible about the fight with Alex because it never got resolved and it's really stressing me out. I know he cares and wants to know what I talked to Mom about, but it's easy for him to just push shit away like it's nothing and that's what he did. He does it all the time and I hate that quality about him because I'm the complete opposite. I can't forget about it, especially now that I'm seeing this lump. It has to be bloating. It has to be.

"What's your problem?" She bit back, standing up straight. "You've been so crabby this week and now you look like you're going to cry. Is Alex moving out or something?"

"I don't know. I'm moody." I sighed out in frustration, gut clenching when she mentioned Alex leaving. "Alex isn't going anywhere, we're fine. What are you trying to tell me?"

"Okay..." She trailed off, giving me a look of disbelief. "I wanted to show you that video, but I also want to know if you'll go to the movies with me so I can go with Derek. Mom won't let me go unless I let her go or have you go."

I fought the eye roll trying to make it's way out, running my hands over my face instead. I understand why Mom wouldn't want her to go on her own, kind of. Movie dates are mostly just an excuse to makeout with no parents around, at least thats what Alex and I thought.

"Wait, you mean that kid from the skating rink?" I wondered, furrowing my eyebrows. "Since when did you talk with him?"

"Since he got my number from Jane." She answered, crossing her arms over her chest. "Please? I don't want to go there with Mom sitting right next to me."

Slumping my shoulders, I groaned and let my arms drop back to my sides. I guess Mom has a right to be a little worried. We know nothing about this guy and she says nothing about talking to him until they plan to do something?

"I'm confused about why you've said nothing about this kid for weeks and now you're going on a date?" I interrogated, feeling my fingers twitch over the rough material of Alex's t-shirt.

"It's not a date. Come on, Jack. We've only been texting for a short time and I want to get to know him." She begged, pulling her puppy dog face on me.

"Get to know his taste?" I corrected, raising my eyebrows at her reddening cheeks. "You do realize talking doesn't happen at the movies, right?"

"Oh my God, you sound just like Alex." She groaned, covering her face. "I don't even know how to kiss and I don't want to kiss someone I barely know. I just really want to see Finding Dory."

"Okay." I agreed, satisfied with her answer. "I'll go. Mom might have to drop us off though."

"Why?" She frowned. "The movie isn't until seven thirty and it's only after six now. Alex should be home any minute."

"I don't know if he'll want to sit through a movie after working from six to six, Laur." I shrugged, moving my hands to my hips. "That's a twelve hour day. He'll probably want to eat and sleep."

"Will you at least ask him?" She pleaded, picking at her hair again.

"I'll ask him." I confirmed.

She grinned, jumping forward and wrapping her arms around me. I relaxed slightly, forcing myself to hug her back just as tight. She pulled away almost as fast as she pulled me in, clapping her hands at the sound of the front door.

"Okay, I'll be in my room." She chirped, making a quick escape as Alex's heavy footsteps hit the stairs.

I nodded, rubbing my forehead roughly in a stressed fashion. I licked my dry lips, feeling my heart race in my chest when the familiar smell of oil and smoke filled my senses. I breathed in deeply, feeling queasy just looking at him because looking at him took my mind back to my current worry. It has to all be in my head.

"What's wrong with you?"

I frowned, reluctantly looking over. He stood in front of the closet, unbuttoning the grey short sleeved button up covering his chest. Once he slipped it from his stained arms, he hung it back up over the hooks connected to the closet doors. I pursed my lips, watching him pull the belt from his black skinny jeans before he looked over and met my eyes.

"Well?" He pushed, unbuttoning the jeans.

"Nothing." I breathed out slowly, ignoring the sickness settling in my gut.

"Your stomach hurt?" He questioned, kicking his jeans off.

"No." I told, shaking my head.

"Why're you rubbing it then?" He asked, nodding his head down.

I looked down, becoming aware of my hand caressing my stomach softly. Right over where I was poking at it earlier. I stopped immediately, moving my arms to rest over it gently.

"I didn't know I was doing that." I mumbled, moving my arms to cover it self-consciously.

"Stop doing that shit." He snapped, stepping over to me and grabbing my hips. "Why are you suddenly shy about your body lately?"

"I'm not." I defended, dropping my arms back down to my sides. "Why are you all up on me?"

"I'm not all up on you." He grumbled, running his hands up under my shirt. "Am I not allowed to touch you?"

I tensed, feeling his fingers graze my swollen belly before they stopped there. I bit my lip, looking up at him to see no sign of him noticing it.

"Would you relax?" He sighed, rubbing his thumbs up and down the front of my hips.

I rolled my lips together, grabbing his wrists and pulling them from my sides before he could feel the hardness I felt.

"I am relaxed." I stated, ignoring the frown forming on his face. "I need to grab a beanie because I'm chaperoning Lauren's date."

"Cool." He muttered, backing away from me and rolling his eyes.

"Alex," I started, watching him silently pull his red sweats on. "Do you want to come?"

"Nope." He retorted, popping his lips obnoxiously before he stormed out of the room.

I groaned, tossing my head back and grabbing my hair. Why did I do that? God, I should've just let him hold me. Now I pissed him off even more and I probably pissed Lauren off too because I know she wanted Alex to come and keep me occupied so I don't embarrass her or something.

"Jack, it's almost seven!"

"Speak of the devil." I scoffed, dragging my feet to my dresser. "Okay!"

I scanned the messy top of it, grabbing Alex's grey beanie and pulling it over my unbrushed hair. Once I had all of my bangs tucked into it, I moved over to the nightstand and grabbed my phone from it. Clearing my throat, I swallowed hard to get rid of the lump still stuck in it and walked out of my room. I flicked the light off and closed the door behind me before slowly walking down the steps. My phone buzzed quietly in my hand once I reached the bottom, taking my attention from the floor in front of me as I continued my way to the kitchen. I unlocked the screen, smiling a little when a new text from Lynn opened up.

From: Lynn
I miss my best friend. I haven't seen you since the last day of school a little over a month ago dammit!

"You're still here?"

I looked up from my phone, taking in the confused look crossing Mom's face as she looked over at me from the stove. I nodded slowly, leaning on to the island as I dropped my gaze back to the screen of my phone when an idea popped into my mind.

"Yeah?" I trailed off, watching my thumbs dance across the screen until I hit send. "Why wouldn't I be?"

To: Lynn
Wanna go to the movies and chaperone Lauren's date with me? It'd be cool if you could pick us up too :p

"I thought you left with Alex." She assumed.

"He's gone?" I asked, feeling my eyes widen.

"He left about five minutes ago." She confirmed, dropping the small towel in her hands on to the sink before turning back to me. "What's going on, Jack?"

"Nothing." I sighed, looking down when my phone buzzed again.

From: Lynn
Be there in five :)

"Something." She sighed, pressing the lock button at the top of my phone to make the screen go black.

"We had an argument." I admitted, running my hands over my face. "I didn't know he left. He probably wants to be alone."

"Considering his past, I'm not sure if he should be alone if he's upset." She fretted, making guilt swirl in my gut.

"He won't do that." I insisted, biting my lip. "He promised me he stopped that when we took him in."

"He hasn't left your side since we took him in." She reasoned, frowning at me. "What are you fighting about?"

"I'll make sure he doesn't do anything, okay?" I told her, picking my phone up. "Lynn is picking us up for the movie now."

"Jack." She called after me as I turned to walk back into the foyer. "I gave Lauren twenty dollars for you both!"

"Okay!" I called back over my shoulder, biting my lip as I strode into the foyer.

I licked my dry lips, feeling my stomach flip anxiously as I flipped my phone over in my hands. Sighing, I slid my feet into my flip flops and opened my phone again.

"Where's Alex?" Lauren questioned, jumping off of the last step.

"Not here." I mumbled, pulling up his number in my contacts. "Lynn is picking us up, okay?"

"Okay." She shrugged, looking down at her own phone when it went off.

I sucked in a breath, clicking on his name and pressing the phone to my ear. I looked around the ground, not seeing his shoes anywhere so he must have actually left. I let out the breath I was holding in, hearing the stupid automated voice repeating his number to me before I hung up. I rolled my eyes, looking back to the screen when it lit up.

"Lynn's here." I announced, walking over and pulling the front door open.

"Bye Mom!" Lauren shouted, walking out in front of me.

"Bye!" I called more quietly, biting my lip when I caught sight of Alex's black zip up hanging on the rack next to the door.

I grabbed it, folding it over my arm and walking out of the door before Mom could question me further. Once the door was shut, I made sure it was unlocked before I let myself follow Lauren down to the pale blue slug bug sitting in the driveway.

"Lynn's car is so cute!" She gushed, running down to the passenger side.

I ignored her comment, pulling the front door open silently and helping her pull the seat up so she could get in. I eyed her in approval when I noticed her capris paired with a hoodie of her own. Definitely something she would wear on her own. I don't know why she tries to look so different when she hangs out with Maddison.

"Jacky! Lauren!"

I snapped back into the real world at Lynn's gentle voice and smiled, pushing the seat back. Once I climbed in I was immediately engulfed into a tight hug. I laughed, coughing when I sucked in some of her vanilla perfume.

"How much did you put on?" I managed to get out through coughs.

"Half the bottle." She joked, moving back into her seat all the way. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too." I chuckled, pulling the front door closed and putting my seatbelt on.

I looked over at her, taking in her usual attire. A black crop top paired with black high-waisted shorts. She kind of reminds me of a goth kid, but without all the chains and baggy shit. Instead, she wears skinny jeans, shorts, and tight shirts with black eye makeup and occassionally lipstick. She doesn't have the crazy hair styles either, but she does have some long ass hair.

"Did your hair grow even more?" I questioned, watching her brush the straight dark brown locks back with her fingers before she pulled out of my driveway.

"Nope." She informed. "You just haven't seen me for two months!"

"That is not true." I laughed, leaning back in my seat.

"Almost!" She noted, holding up her finger. "One month and two weeks."

"Okay, you're right." I admitted, watching out of the windshield while she drove. "But that's not my fault-"

"It's your damn boyfriend's fault!" She exclaimed, jabbing me in the thigh with her pointer finger. "He's a Jack-hog!"

"I'm here now!" I defended, giggling at the side glare she sent me before she looked back to the road.

"Speaking of the asshole, where is he?" She questioned curiously, turning on to another main road.

"He's not an asshole." I mumbled, biting my lip as I stared out of the window.

If anyone is an asshole, it's me.

"They're fighting." Lauren chimed in, leaning over the center council to poke her head between Lynn and I.

"Lauren." I snapped.

"Ooo, fiesty." Lynn joked, turning the radio down more. "What'd he do now?"

"He didn't do anything." I answered honestly, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I was wondering why you didn't say anything about him coming." Lynn continued, making me roll my eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it in front of Lauren." I mumbled, hoping for only her to hear.

The fact that Lauren didn't make a snarky remark while Lynn gave me a short nod told me she didn't hear or if she did, she's not saying anything.

"So who is this guy we're going on a date with?" Lynn asked loudly, changing the subject completely.
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"Why are we in your car again?" I frowned, leaning back in my seat. "Finding Dory started ten minutes ago."

"You're not going to sit there and pretend nothing happened earlier." She scolded. "Tell me what's going on with you and Alex. Lauren said you guys have been weird for a week or so and that's not normal in Alex and Jack land."

I scoffed, slouching back more into my seat and pulling my phone from my pocket. I clicked the home button, frowning when I saw no new messages or missed calls.

"Seriously." She continued. "Even if you don't want to talk about Alex, tell me about you. We've only texted every other day for a month and I miss you and I don't know, it looks like you're different..."

"What do you mean different?" I asked worriedly, turning to face her own look of worry.

"Okay, the fact that you look really freaked out after I said that tells me something happened or..." She trailed off, twisting in her seat so she was sitting sideways.

I bit my lip, staring into her welcoming blue eyes and felt the waterworks kicking in again. She's my best friend, my other half that's not Alex. Watching her look so concerned and patient for me to talk to her had me crying. Everything came flooding back to the front of my mind like a fucking dam broke inside of my head.

"Jack?" She frowned, watching me move my hands to cover my face.

"I gotta tell you something." I choked out, feeling my heart beating out of my chest.

"What's wrong?" She panicked, grabbing my hands and holding them tightly. "Jack, please don't tell me you're sick or something-"

"No! Not sick." I confirmed, laughing lightly as more few tears leaked out of my eyes. "God, I couldn't even tell Alex."

I tried to force a smile, feeling it come out as more of frown of disgust while I used my arm to wipe my running nose.

"Jack, what's going on?" She questioned seriously, keeping her hold on my left arm. "You can tell me anything and you know that. Did something happen with you guys? Are you breaking up?"

I shook my head, wiping under my eyes as I turned sideways to face her. Licking my dry lips, I ignored the lump in my throat and shrugged.

"I mean, he might want to..." I muttered, fiddling my fingers against her's. "I found something out that my parents kept from me."

"Okay." She nodded, rubbing my arm soothingly. "What does it have to do with Alex?"

I gulped dryly, biting my cheek while I let my watery eyes close. I felt a mix of regret, relief, and guilt fill me all at once. Should I tell her? I don't know if I can. This feels like trying to tell Alex.

"I don't know if I can say this." I managed to get out, my heart pounding faster while my stomach clenched tightly. "I'm scared, Lynn."

I bit my lip, feeling a little better just talking to her about my feelings even though she has no clue what I'm talking about.

"You can trust me, Jack." She whispered, tangling her fingers with mine. "If you feel you can't tell anyone, even Alex, then this is serious and I'll always be here."

I sniffled roughly, feeling extremely overwhelmed from her words.

"I found out I can have kids and think I might be pregnant." I blurted, feeling sick to my stomach once the last word left my mouth.

I bit my lip, feeling my hands shaking against Lynn's as she stared at me with an emotionless expression. Regret took over me immediately, making me almost feel queasy enough to blow chunks everywhere. I don't know what I'll do if she thinks I'm a freak. What if she leaves me like I thought Alex would? What if she tells him and they both leave?

"What?" She inquired, confusion lacing her voice.

I sighed, slumping back against the window as my heart slowed down. She didn't call me weird or disgusting, she's just as confused as I was and that's a good start. I think.

"Uh," I started nervously. "My mom sat me down the other day and explained that I somehow have eggs inside of me like you do. Like, I don't know how it happened but my grandpa is my dad's actual dad. Like my dad came out of my grandpa's stomach because my grandpa got knocked up by my papa and I guess it's in my genes. Some kind of fucked up family genetic mutation or disorder or something, I don't even remember what my mom was telling me because it didn't sound right but my dad is proof that it happened and my grandpa has the scar and pictures."

I stopped rambling, widening my eyes as I stared and waited for her reaction. It felt like a weight was off of my shoulders, but my stomach still felt like lead while I waitied impatiently and out of breath.

"Well that's something I've never heard before." She laughed breathlessly, squeezing my hands. "It doesn't change anything about you though. Except the fact that you can give me God-Kids without asking to use my uterus. Apparently you have your own?"

And there she goes making me feel so much better about the whole situation just like I hoped deep down.

"I thought you were going to call me a freak." I admitted, laughing as more tears fell from my eyes. "I feel kind of relieved."

"I don't care what anyone says, you're not a freak. Nobody is a freak." She preached. "Everybody is existing the way they were made to exist."

"I love you." I hiccuped quielty, taking my hands from her's in order to shield my ugly crying face.

"I love you too!" She yelled, lunging forward and wrapping her arms around me tightly. "Stop crying or I'm going to cry and I have questions."

I chuckled, holding my sleeve over my dripping nose when she pulled away. I took a few deep breaths, more laugh-crying than actual crying now that I know I'm accepted by one of the most important people in my life.

"We need to back it up because did I hear you say that you think you're pregnant?" She probed, bringing her knees up to her chest. "Why do you think that?"

I shrugged lightly, loving how normal and calm this conversation seems to be going.

"I can't even tell you the last time Alex wore a condom." I answered, rolling my lips. "And I've been moody lately? I don't really know pregnant symptoms."

"Being moody is one of them." She informed, using her fingers as she listed some. "Tiredness, peeing a lot, puking, headaches, backaches, uh...I don't really know if there's more. Are you sure you don't just think you might be because you just now know about it and you've been having sex?"

"I have no idea." I spoke thoughtfully, pulling the sleeves over my hands tightly. "I've been eating more and feeling bloated, but I don't know if the stress I was feeling from not telling Alex made me gain weight-"

"You gained weight?" She interrupted, looking me down. "It doesn't look like it."

"I definitely have." I frowned, letting my sleeves slip back up to my wrists before I unzipped the hoodie. "Look."

I made sure the hoodie seperated all the way before I tugged the t-shirt up my chest, exposing my stomach. I gawked at how much bigger I looked sitting down. It looked like I swallowed a fucking cantaloupe.

"Jack." She whispered, flicking the car lights on and leaning forward to reach her hand out. "Jack, that doesn't look or feel like fat."

"Don't say that." I rushed out, biting my lip. "What do you mean it doesn't look like fat?"

"It looks round, Jack." She described unsurely, poking me. "And it feels hard. Most fat is giggly and most of the time it doesn't go straight to your stomach like that."

"Don't tell me that." I whined, tugging my shirt down. "Oh God."

"We need to get a pregnancy test." She advised. "Now."

"Now?" I asked, feeling my hands start shaking again.

"Yes, now." She repeated, situating herself in her seat the right way and buckling quickly. "We need to find out, Jack."

"I don't want to." I protested, reluctantly buckling myself in when she started the car and flicked the lights back off.

"We have to Jack." She apprised, pulling out and into the plaza next to the movie theater. "You can't go without knowing. It's not healthy, especially if there's another human growing in you."

"Please don't say that." I cringed.

I jumped, hearing something drop by my feet after tugging the ends of the hoodie together to zip it. Leaning down, I picked up a familiar chain connected to worn out material and looked at Lynn with wide eyes.

"You have Alex's wallet?" She gawked.

"I have Alex's wallet." I revealed, looking back down at the faded skull over the front with S.O.A printed across the side. "Oh my God. He's driving without a lisence right now."

I jumped, feeling my phone buzzing between my thighs. Dropping the wallet on my lap, I grabbed my phone and stared down at the screen in shock.

"He heard us talking about him." I choked out, holding it up for Lynn to see. "Oh God-"

"Answer it!" She hissed, shoving my lightly. "He doesn't know anything, idiot! He's not here!"

Hurriedly, I swiped my finger across the screen and brought the phone to my ear.

"Alex?" I greeted, hearing a lot of loudness on the other end.

"You called?" He responded.

"Oh, yeah." I nodded, ignoring Lynn's expectant look. "You left and-"

"I didn't go get high." He retorted, cutting me off.

I bit my lip, guilt filling me. He knows me so fucking well. I know him just as well so I don't know why I have so many doubts. I guess it's just me being my stupid self.

"Um, I just found your wallet..." I trailed off awkwardly, not wanting to confirm why I originally called a little bit ago. "Where are you?"

"Out." He replied shortly. "S'fine, I got cash on me."

"Out where?" I pressed, hissing lightly at the slap to my thigh from Lynn.

"Doesn't matter since we're not telling each other shit." He commented, making my heart stutter.

"Alex." I frowned, biting my lip when Lynn hit me again.

"Ask him for some money." She whispered, motioning to the wallet on my lap.

I shook my head, listening to it get quieter on the other line.

"Give me it." She grunted, snatching the phone from my ear. "Hey Alex."

"Lynn!" I whisper-yelled, staring at her while my body stayed glued to my seat.

"Since we found your wallet, can I borrow twenty bucks?" She asked boredly. "I can pay you back by the time I bring Jack home, but I spent my ten dollars on Mickey D's and I don't have enough to buy the ticket for the movie and Lauren is having a fit. Yeah. Uh huh. Okay. Bye."

I gawked, watching her hang up the call before she held my phone back out to me.

"What? You need to do at least three." She noted like it was no big deal. "My mom is expecting ten dollars back and your's was spent on movie tickets."

"What if I wouldn't have found this?" I wondered, holding up the wallet.

"I would've forced you to take all of the tests in the drugstore bathroom while I distracted the employees." She answered, pushing her door open. "Now let's go."

I bit my lip, hesitantly pushing the door open and stepping out. I slammed the door shut, rubbing my hands over my face anxiously while Lynn walked around the car.

"Come on, Jacky." She reassured. "It'll be okay. You need to know though."

"Yeah." I agreed, linking my arm with her's again while we walked up the entrance.

The doors slid open, allowing us inside. The smell of perfumes and mop cleaner filled my nostrils, making my stomach churn violently. Those smells do not go good together, that's for sure.

"Where even are these things?" I mumbled, feeling my fingers shake for the third time tonight.

"By the condoms at the pharmacy." She pointed out, leading me right over to them. "Oh look, three in one and it's only twelve dollars."

"I can't believe this is actually happening." I chortled, feeling a little delirious.

"It is." Lynn said, bringing me back to reality.

I licked my lips, letting my eyes explore the empty store. At least there's no one here witnessing this. Two teenagers buying pregnancy tests instead of condoms.

"Wait, where did he say he was?" I questioned, thinking back to Alex.

"He didn't say." She responded, gripping my sleeve as she started towards the checkout.

I gulped, feeling my palms sweat as we stopped at the front of the desk. The cashier looked up when Lynn dropped the box on the counter, looking us over before clearing his throat.

"Is this it?" He questioned awkwardly, running his hand over his half-buzzed head.

"Yep." Lynn nodded, motioning for me to step up after he scanned them.

"Total comes to twelve twenty-five." He told me, looking between Lynn and I again when I pulled the wallet from my pocket.

I bit my cheek, feeling even more guilty for using Alex's money for this. I shouldn't even be buying these. I told Lynn about it and now it's probably just in her head too. There's no way I'm pregnant. It takes time to get pregant. Besides, I eat when I'm stressed and I know gained weight when I see it.

"Do it." She demanded like she knew I was doubting.

Sighing, I slumped my shoulders and pulled the wallet open. Biting my cheek, I pulled the folds apart and plucked a twenty from the mess inside. Snapping the wallet closed, I shoved it into my pocket gently and held my shaking hand out to the clerk. He took the money, smiling apologetically as he shoved it into the register.

"Seven seventy-five is your change." He counted back to me, placing it in my opened hand before he pushed the bag towards Lynn.

I grimaced at the way he glanced between us again, shaking my head while I followed Lynn back out to the parking lot.

"That prick was judging hardcore." She huffed, walking back around to the driver side of the car.

"I know." I mumbled, rubbing my arm to distract myself. "We shouldn't have bought those."

I sighed, hearing her door slam shut as I pulled mine open. I plopped in, closing the door a lot softer than she did before turning sideways to face her again. She shoved the bag on my lap and started the car, backing up straight into the parking spot right behind us and putting the car back into park.

"What-"

I stopped, watching her bend backwards into the backseat like the fucking exorcist before she sprang back up with an empty gatorade bottle.

"Lynn-"

"Shut the hell up and pee in this." She ordered, shoving the bottle into my chest. "I'll open the tests and stick them in."

"I'm not pregnant." I claimed, shaking my head. "We should return those-"

"If you're so sure, pee in the damn bottle." She directed, nodding down to my jeans.

"I don't want to pee in a bottle." I complained, examining the capless bottle in my hands. "It's gross."

"Just do it. It only had water in it from the other day." She stated, ripping the box of tests open. "We've got thirty minutes until that movie is over."

"Fine." I decided, feeling the sudden weight in my bladder. "Only because I really have to go."

She rolled her eyes, continuing ripping to rip all of the packages while I unbuttoned my jeans. Glancing around the parking lot, I smiled when I found it empty and hurriedly poked my penis through the hole in my boxers. I moaned in relief, ignoring Lynn's giggles as the sound of me peeing filled the silence. I looked down at the bottle, watching it fill a little over halfway before I was done. I grimaced in disgust, feeling the warmth as I pulled the bottle away.

"This is disgusting. I just pissed in public." I shuddered, awkwardly tucking myself back into my boxers with one hand.

"It's not like you've never done that before." She mentioned, shoving the three tests into the bottle once I held it closer to her. "You were just not sober the other times and not in a car."

"I can't believe I'm doing this." I repeated, resting the bottle on my knee to make it easier to hold.

"We only have to wait five minutes." She informed, tapping away on her phone. "I set a timer."

I nodded silently, laying my head back and closing my eyes silently. Am I dreaming or am I really doing this because it sure feels like a dream. I took in a deep breath, trying to relax and failing. How can I relax when Lynn is trying to convince me I'm pregnant? Shit, I can't even believe I actually told her. I don't know if I should be happy about it feeling easier to tell her than Alex or not, but then again our relationship is a lot different then mine and Lynn's.

"Jesus." I gasped, hearing the loud siren fill the car as Lynn's phone lit up. "That was fucking fast."

"I know right. Time flies when you're having fun." She joked.

"This isn't fun." I remarked, gripping the top of the first test. "It's a waste of money."

"At least we'll know." She reminded.

I nodded, biting my lip as I shook it off in the bottle as I pulled it out. Lynn flicked the lights on again, making my stomach lurch anxiously when it was easier to see. Blinking hard, I pulled the test closer to my face and studied it for maybe a second before a grin took over my face.

"I'm not pregnant!" I cheered, holding the stick tightly in my hand while I grabbed the other two. I shook them off carefully before pulling them all out and passing the piss bottle over to Lynn. "Here."

"Ew, I'm tossing this out the window." She exclaimed, opening her door. "I don't care if it's littering."

I grinned, watching her set the bottle outside before turning back to the tests. I stared down at all three of them, studying them closely. I let out a deep breath when all three of them matched, tossing my head back ecstaticly. A strong wave of relief flowed through my veins and I couldn't keep the wide smile from my face.

"See, now you know!" She disclosed, tapping my hand. "Give them here."

"I can't believe I actually thought I was going to have a baby." I laughed incredulously, handing all three tests over at once. "I really can't believe it. Do you think I'm crazy?"

I breathed in dramatically, letting my head lull on to the seat when I was met with silence. Lynn stared down at the tests, looking at all of them seperately before she looked back at me with wide eyes.

"Jack, these all have two lines through them." She observed, almost like she was whispering to herself and not talking to me.

"I know." I smiled, resting my back against the door uncomfortably. "Two line is not pregnant. Man, my mom would've murdered me."

"One line means not pregnant, Jack." She explained slowly. "Two lines means pregnant."

Notes

This is what Jack's stomach looks like : http://www.newhealthadvisor.com/images/1HT03418/first%20baby.jpg

Finally back with a new chapter! Sorry about any mistakes, still don't have spell check and I'm too lazy to go through it all. Lynn is supposed to be based off of Lynn from PVRIS if it wasn't obvious, but anyways I hope everyone is liking the story so far!