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A second line solidified on the stick. Positive. Edie sighed, her gut feeling being proved correct.
Her and Leona had clicked, becoming very close after his overblot, and even more not long after. When they began sleeping together, they were both in agreement to be very diligent about birth control. Seems like the odds were not in their favour this time.
Picking up the pregnancy test, she headed out of Leona’s bathroom, back into his room where he was waiting.
As she opened the door, Leona’s head snapped up, looking at her with a mixture of worry, anticipation, and fear. Holding the test out for him to see, she nodded her head, “Pregnant. Probably not more than a handful of weeks, is my best guess.”
Leona groaned, burying his face in his hands. “That was not supposed to happen.”
“Well, 99.9 percent isn’t 100.” Edie shrugged her shoulders, plopping down on the bed next to him. Leona was silent for a while, Edie leaning her head on his hunched shoulder, providing them both a comforting connection while they gathered their thoughts.
Eventually Leona straightened up, repositioning his head on top of Edie’s. “What now?” He questioned softly, intertwining their hands.
“Well,” Edie sighed, “I can’t raise a child on my own—“
“I would never leave this to you.” Leona cut her off. “I’m equally responsible for this situation. I won’t abandon you,”
Edie smiled, squeezing his hand gently. “I didn’t want to just assume. You know I don’t like doing that.” Leona nuzzled into her hair. He knew. “I would love to have children. I would love to have your children. But I don’t need to have a child now. If you’re not ready, I can get an abortion. This thing’s not much more than an asshole and some neural tissue, I’m not attached.” She finished with a half smile.
Leona gave a chuckle. That was one of the things he loved most about her; how pragmatic she was in most things. It made her easy to talk to and easily predictable in her thinking. No mind games, no hidden agendas. It was refreshing.
That left him wondering; was he ready for a kid? A very loud, and frankly logical, part of him was screaming ‘no!’, but another part of him was telling him to think about it. Consider it.
Edie noticed his silence. “If you want some time to think about it, I’m fine waiting.” She looked up at him, phthalo green eyes meeting his own vivid verdant. He wanted to say ‘no’, that he didn’t need to think on it, but he just couldn’t seem to say it out loud.
This was all so much. He needed a nap.
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back with him onto the bed. “Nap first.” He grumbled.
She giggled lightly as she gently pulled back. “Let me just throw the stick away, first.”
Later, as they were both laying in Leona’s bed, snugly entangled in each other, Leona had his first fitful sleep since his overblot.