The Study

Chapter 28: Valentines Day

The next week, Mom asked me and Darryl to run some errands, and I suggested we take my new car. As we drove to the post office, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious about leaving my car unattended. "I hope no one scratches it," I said to Darryl, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Once we arrived, we walked to the post office to pick up some mail and packages. "I hope Mom doesn't have a lot of packages," I told Darryl. "There's no way I'm carrying them."

As we picked up the packages, Darryl carried them to the car. "Just keep them in the backseat, don't fill up the trunk," I instructed him.

He set the boxes down on the back seat and began adjusting them so they wouldn't fall over. But then he noticed something in the corner of his eye. "Hey, what's this?" he asked, pulling out a cloth tucked into the seat. As he looked at what he was holding, he dropped it out of disgust. "Ew, are those your panties? Why are they in your car?"

My heart raced as I tried to come up with an excuse. "Oh no," I thought to myself, "it might be from last week when me and Jessica were making out." "Oh, it must be a new pair that I left in the back," I said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

Darryl looked at me skeptically. "Are you sure about that, Bryan?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I nodded, hoping he would drop the subject. "Yeah, probably," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.

Darryl shrugged and got into the car. "Okay, then," he said.

Valentine's Day had never been my favorite day of the year, all the couples in school made me feel left out. I didn't want to pretend to be something I wasn't just to fit in. So, I spent the day in my own world, lost in my own thoughts.

Later that day, my phone rang and it was my mom. "Hey Bryan, come to our house we have something to talk about," she said.

I walked from my backyard to my parents' house and entered through the backdoor. When I walked into the living room, I saw my parents and Darryl sitting on the couch. I could tell by their faces that something big was about to happen.

"Take a seat," my mom said.

Darryl and I looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

"We have something to tell you guys," my dad said. My heart started pounding, what could it be?

Then, my mom broke the news. "I'm pregnant."

My eyes widened and a huge grin spread across my face. "Congratulations, Mom!" I said as I gave her a hug. Darryl congratulated them too, and we all sat there for a moment in silence, taking in the news.

The news of my mom's pregnancy had us all in a celebratory mood, and we decided to go out for dinner. As we entered the restaurant, I couldn't help but notice that it was filled with couples, all cozying up to each other. I couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy as I watched them. I was lost in thought, imagining what it would be like if Jessica and I were there together, openly dating as Bryan and Jessica. But the reality was that she didn't even know my true identity.

As we sat down at the table, my thoughts were interrupted by my dad's excited chatter. He was talking about all the things he had planned for the new baby. My mom was beaming with joy, and Darryl was congratulating them. I tried to put on a happy face, but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't shake off the thought of being with Jessica, and the fact that I couldn't tell her my true identity.

After dinner, we all went back home. I went straight to my room, but I couldn't sleep. I really wanted to tell Jessica about Bryan, but I was scared that she'd hate me for hiding it from her. To take my mind off things, I decided to do something else. I opened my bedside drawer and pulled out the gift Jessica had bought me. It was a dildo, and I decided to use it to pleasure myself. I let out soft moans so no one would hear me.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on my door. "Hey Bryan, can I come in?" Darryl asked. Oh no, I thought to myself as I quickly pulled up my panties and tossed the dildo under my bed. "Yeah, come in," I said as I pulled up my pants. "Were you busy?" he asked. "No, I'm free," I replied, trying to hide my embarrassment. We started to talk about the new baby and how it would change our family dynamic. The conversation went on for hours, and Darryl decided to stay overnight.