We're Complete Opposites But I Still Love You

I woke up this morning and felt sick.
I ran to the bathroom and upchucked everything in my stomach.
I wiped my mouth and swished mouth wash in my mouth and spit it out.
I brushed my hair and pulled it up into a bun.
I walked out and climbed back into bed.
Suddenly my door opened and arms wrapped around me.
He kissed my neck.
I smiled but frown as I ripped his arms off and ran to the bathroom upchucking what there was left.
When I finished I flushed it, wiped my face, and sat back aginst the wall across from the toilet and laid my head in my heads.

"You're sick." Jason stated.
"I don't know. I felt completely fine yesterday."
"24 hour bug?"
"Maybe..."

It was quiet between us until he shot up and left me.
I sighed and got up and ran mouth wash through my mouth again.
I walked back into my bedroom and slipped under the covers.

I wonder why he shot up and left like that....

Suddenly he appeared and he looked stressed.
I sat up.

"What's wrong?"
"When's the last time you had your monthly thing?"
"Uhm....."

I thought about it.
When was the last time?
Last month?

"I'm two weeks late..."
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" He pulled at his hair.
"Jason. No. No, no, no. I can't be!"
"I'm going to buy three. Be back in a bit."

He left and I slipped farther under the covers and silently cried.
Sam was definitely going to kick me out now.
Jason wouldn't stay and help.
That's just not how he is.
He isn't father material.
He's the hit and run kind of guy.
He'll never settle down.
He'll always play around.
I was going to be a homeless single mom....

An hour later Jason appeared in my doorway.
He gave me the bag from the drugstore as he chomped on a Snicker's bar.
I grabbd the bag and walked to the bathroom shutting the door and locking it.
I took out the first test and opened it.
I took out the test and read the directions.
Just pee on the stick.
That's it.
And I did so.
On every stick.
On the three sticks I had.
I set them on the counter and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
I was freaking out.
What the fuck are we going to do?!
Wait.
No.
If I was pregnant, I was on my own...
What was I going to do?
Teal Cameron is going to be a single mom.
Fuck. My. Life.