Oblivion

18

Alessia
The next few mornings were rough. Nothing but vomit. But I don't really think anything of it, since Mario had just brought the flu into our house. Adrian just caught it and now he's been throwing up for a couple days as well.

I lay in bed, watching television. Nothing but those stupid soap dramas are on. So I turned the television and opened my phone. As I was scrolling through videos on the internet, a notification popped up from my calendar.

It read, "Period Reminder Mon. 28"

I opened the calendar, and that notification was from a week ago. My period still hadn't came oddly enough. Adrian walks in, "Adrian." I say sternly, getting his attention. "What baby?" He asks. I love when he's calls me baby or babe. For some reason it gives me butterflies oddly enough.

"Something isn't right. I have been awfully sick for the past few days and I just realized my period is a week late." I mumble. Adrian's eyes go wide, "It could be the flu right? Being sick can fuck up your period right?" Adrian's voice is filled with fear. I know we've never talked about children. Granted I'm seventeen, nearing eighteen in only a couple weeks.

"I think so but, Mario came back only five days ago. I don't know why my period would be like this." I explain. Adrian lets out a huge sigh, "Well I'll go grab a test from the bathroom." I feel awful. I can't have a baby. We can't have a baby. It's clear right in his reaction that he definitely doesn't want a child.

Adrian comes back out and hands me a test, saying nothing. I go to the bathroom awkwardly and sit down. I take the test and set it on the counter to wait for the results. "You don't want kids do you?" I quietly ask. "Not really." Adrian replies dryly.

"I'm sorry if I do turn up pregnant." I begin to cry. "No, no, don't cry. Please don't cry." Adrian begs as he begins to hold me in his embrace.

The three minutes are quickly up, as within those three minutes, we barely talked. I walk up to the counter, unsure of what to feel. I flip over the test and read it, "Positive." I sigh.

Adrian walks in, "What is it?" He asks with fear filling his voice. I begin to cry, "It's positive." I sob into Adrian's broad shoulder.

"What are we going to do Adrian?"

"I don't know, but I guess we're having a child now."

Adrian and I both let out a sigh. We can't have a child. Not with how our lives are. "I don't know how I'm capable of being pregnant." I sigh. "What do you mean?" Adrian asks. "When I was about fourteen I started having problems with like my period and stuff. Then I went in and found out that I have a thyroid issue. And they said the possibility of being able to bear my own children was highly unlikely. I mean I should be happy I'm pregnant because it isn't likely for me to be pregnant, but right now, it's just a burden." I begin to cry again.

Adrian pulls me in for a hug, "Don't cry, it'll be okay. We'll figure this out." Adrian reassures me. We walk back into our bed and lay down. We stay in there for nearly the rest of the day until Adrian had to leave for a work emergency. Leaving me all alone, unsure of what I'd do with myself.