How?
Denny held her in his arms and hoped that would make her feel better. This is not just sleeping together it suddenly occurred to him, but before he had the chance to look closer into the matter, he felt her shaking and sobbing uncontrollably.
“Hey” he said “no crying. It’s ok” and he tightened his grip around her.
“No, it’s not.” she whispered “I’m pregnant” she said and held her breath waiting for him to say something. He swallowed hard and then decided to talk.
“How?”
She pulled away and turned to face him.
“You didn’t just ask me that!” she spat.
“No… I don’t mean that. I know how. I’m going to be a doctor for God’s sake, I do know that. I mean how … do you know?”
“Oh”, she said not looking at him anymore, “you know I didn’t feel so well lately, the exhaustion, the upset stomach … You suggested I’d see a doctor and I was going to, but Serena said I should do a pregnancy test …” her voice trailed off. He didn’t say anything and she continued “this is the part where you tell me this things can be wrong and that I might not be pregnant after all, but with al the symptoms … I wish the test was wrong but I don’t think it is …” she finished still not looking at him. She wished the test was wrong, he thought. She wished. She didn’t want to be pregnant …
“Why did you tell me?” he asked surprised by the coldness in his own voice. “It’s your decision.”
Lynn felt as being slapped. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and said calmly:
“You’re right. Why the hell did I even tell you?” and with that she stood up searching for her clothes, but she stopped as dizziness hit her.
“Oh, God!” she whispered leaning against the wall.
Denny stood up and reached her.
“Are you ok?”
Was that concern in his voice? Lynn asked herself. It couldn’t be. “I’m fine” she said. “I have to go. Classes”, she continued.
“Lynn, we need to talk…” he tried.
“Classes” she said again putting on her blouse and heading to the door.
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