#butenough

          she doesn’t know how to TELL him. where to start. because this wasn’t in the PLAN. at least not now. maybe not EVER. it was hard to get him to open up about things. but somewhere along the way they had fucked up majorly. a month and a bit ago. a simple mistake. and now here they WERE. steven looking at her with what she assumed was concern in his features as she fought to find her words. eyes downcast. hands twisting together. voice LOST. 

         maybe it had been just a false READING. or ten entire false readings. she had drunk so much fucking water. she hadn’t had time to hit up planned parenthood for a proper test. ten STICKS would have to suffice. but what if ? she had sat on this for nearly a week though and false or not ... she needed to TELL HIM.