"Ivory, what happened?" I ask more firmly this time and she bites the inside of her cheek, looking at the floor once again.
"It's not my place to say," she whispers. I sigh, forcing myself to stay calm for Emily.
"What in the world is going on here?"
I watch as Mum and Aunty Myra step over the door on the floor, giving us all a hard glare. They pause once their eyes fix on Emily and I on the floor.
"I'll buy you another door, I promise." I say quickly to Aunty Myra. She silently nods, looking worried as she glances over Emily.
"Muffin, what's wrong?" I ask helplessly, wiping the tears from her wet cheeks. She trembles in my arms, stuttering words I can't quite make out. She holds onto me tightly, large brown eyes looking into mine so innocently.
"I'm so sorry Jake, please don't faint."
I frown at her words. . . Sorry for what?
"Is she okay?" Aunty Myra asks quietly, the whole family staying rooted to the spot as they watch over us. I ignore her question and instead search Emily's eyes which look desperate, helpless.
"Sorry for what?" I ask her holding my breath for whatever she's about to explain. An uneasy feeling settles in my stomach and I swallow the thick lump in my throat, waiting for the blow.
She sucks in a breath before pushing me back slightly. Her hand reaches into her pocket and she pulls out a white stick, holding it out to me. I frown further, my eyes widening as it suddenly dawns on me what she's holding.
A pregnancy test.
My heart skips a beat as I stare at the stick in her hand, my own body now beginning to shake. I hear a vague gasp come from behind me. My arms hang awkwardly in the air as my brain register the little white stick.
"Is that what I think it is?" I mumble quietly, struggling to form words.
"Yes, it's a pregnancy test."
"Holy fucking shit," I respond, feeling my whole body turn numb. My mind is blurry and I stumble backwards on my feet, standing up uneasily.
"What does it say?" I ask, holding the bathroom sink to stable my legs. My heart is now pounding through my ears and I gaze dazed, disorientated. My eyes never leave Emily's and she stares at me silently, tears falling down her cheeks.
"It's positive," she whispers, her eyes desperately searching mine for my reaction. My stomach churns instantly and I feel every hair on my body stand up, straight as a pin.
"I'm pregnant Jake."
And that's when I turn around and puke up the entire contents of my stomach in the bathroom sink whilst my family watch on silently in shock. Tobias is the first to speak, his gaze flickering between Emily and I —
"Well Merry Christmas, you filthy animals."
THE END
