Favorite Sin 111

~Lyra

“I didn’t take a test yet because I was too scared to see the result,” I confessed, breathless, broken. “Because if it’s negative, then maybe I’m just losing it. And if it’s positive–if it’s really positive–then that means it’s real, and that means I’m actually pregnant with your pup, and I don’t even know what that looks like or what it means for me or for you or for school or for everything, and-”

I choked on a sob and buried my face in his chest again like it could hide me from the avalanche of words that wouldn’t stop pouring out of my mouth.

“And I know I’m just eighteen,” I mumbled into his shirt, the fabric soaking up my tears like it had done this before. “I know I’m young and dumb and I probably don’t understand half of what’s happening in my own

body.

My voice got quieter, but not calmer.