Hmmm. I had a weird dream last night. I'd gotten a part in EE and then I had to kill poor Jakey but I was like, "But I don't want to." Maybe it wasn't just a dream but a premonition :hmm:... as if :lol:
Addicted
Thirty Seven
Weeks and weeks passed and Chrissie had never been happier. Jake had been treating her to dinners out and expensive dresses and they'd soon grown to be inseperable. They were rarely seen apart and when they weren't together they missed each other so much they'd spend hours on the phone just talking.
Chrissie walked into the living room. Jake looked up from the television screen.
"Can we talk?" She asked.
"Sure." He said, switching it off.
She sat down beside him.
"I think I might be pregnant." She whispered.
He blinked.
"Really?" He said quietly.
She nodded.
"I'm late. One week late now."
"Well have you taken a test yet?" He asked.
She shook her head.
"I have got one though. I thought I'd do it today."
He exhaled deeply. "You do know what this means though, if you are pregnant?"
"Yeah. We'll be parents."
He squeezed her hand.
"Everything will be fine. Ok? Trust me." He whispered and hugged her.
Chrissie walked out of the bathroom. She held the little white stick out to Jake.
"You look. I can't do it." She said, uneasy.
He took it from her hand and stared at it for a long time.
"Well?" She whispered.
"A blue line means positive, right?"
She nodded.
"Well, then." He said.
"Well, then?" She repeated.
"You are." He said.
He pulled her into a warm embrace.
"You are." He whispered.
