Page 123 of Surviving Slater

This wasn't something I could ignore until it went away.

I put my face in my hands, feeling like my whole world was coming apart, seam by seam, unraveling before my eyes and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

Just do it already!I told myself. There was a chance it was nothing, but the fear of what it could mean unfurled in my stomach and I had to fight off the nausea.

I hadn't even mentioned anything to anyone, not even Taylor.

I picked up the pregnancy test and headed to the bathroom. My legs felt like lead with each step.

I was three days late and I was never late. The first day I had put it down to stress but by the second day the fear of what it could mean ignited in my mind. And now I was convinced the test would confirm I was pregnant.

In the bathroom, I stood by the counter and read the instructions. One line was negative and two meant my worst fear was a reality.

For someone who had never told me he loved me or asked me to move in, I felt this would be too much too soon for him.

We had never talked about it. We weren't at that point in our relationship. I was happy to just be with him. Being with him had made me realize how empty my life had been without him and I didn't want to lose him.

I heard soft steps and I froze.

No no no.Slater was home. He was supposed to be out with Sin.

Stunned, I stood rooted to the spot as he walked into the bedroom, with me still with the pregnancy test in one hand and the instructions in the other.

"Jordan?" he said softly, looking concerned. He came to a stop in the doorway of the bathroom.

I put my hands behind my back. He frowned as he walked to me.

"You were supposed to be out," I mumbled.

"I canceled. You sounded like something was going on. I was worried."

There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. Now I wished I'd stayed at my place tonight.

"What are you hiding?" he asked, and I felt conscious of what I was keeping behind my back.

Feeling trapped with no alternative, I showed him what I was holding.

It only took seconds for him to realize what I was doing. "Why didn't you say something?"

I shrugged. "I was scared."

"Why?" he asked softly.

"I'm too young to be a mom." I was only starting to get my shit together. "And I was worried how you would take it."

He walked to me and lifted a hand to my face. "Like I told you before, I'm not going anywhere."

I looked down at the pregnancy test before my eyes met his again. "Really?"

He nodded. "I love you."

I felt the sting of tears as I swallowed my emotions. He hugged me gently and I let out an emotional breath.

"Take the test," he suggested.

He went to sit down on the bed and I read the instructions again. I did the test and put it down on the bathroom counter. I washed my hands before I walked to sit beside him.

He put an arm around me and kissed me on the forehead. "It will be okay no matter what happens."