I Wasn’t Even Pregnant Yet Novels & Stories

“Was it?” “I was pregnant,” I said, barely above a whisper. “And I lost it.” Silence. Jason stared at me, expression unreadable. “And?” I stepped back, the words hitting me like ice water. “What?” He stood, brushing Kira’s hands off him. “It wasn’t even a real pregnancy. Five weeks? That’s barely anything.”

“Why did you do it? Do you think I would have loved you any less if you told me you don’t want us to have any more kids?” “I really thought I was pregnant a year ago; A few days before Annie's birthday. I had all the symptoms relating to it but it turned out to be just a bug. I knew you wanted us to have another baby but I felt we should hold on. Everything then was happening so fast. The wedding, helping Annie learn and getting to make up for the lost time with her, making time for Calvin and Anna, moving into our new home and settling in, we all had our hands full.”

She stated and I nodded before taking a deep breath. “I do have some news.” I uttered. “We’re not telling everyone yet, it’s still early. But I’m pregnant.” I stated rushing my words out, part of me was still trying to ignore the whole thing, I never pictured having kids, not really, and certainly not at the age of eighteen and the whole idea was actually a little terrifying.

Geoff was quiet after I said I was pregnant which makes me feel worse. I hang up and cried continuously. This was not the reaction I was expecting from him. Am I expecting too much? Is it the effect of being pregnant? I know we didn't plan to have a baby right after our wedding, actually, we never talked about it. I guess we were so impulsive with our decisions and we were not prepared for the consequences. In my case, I want to have a baby because I'm not getting any younger, but I haven't asked for his thoughts about it.

CHAPTER 49 VALERIE'S POV I was… Not pregnant! I wide grin spreads on my face after seeing the results. I felt a tad bit guilty. I was this happy about not being pregnant, but I can't help it. It's an obvious fact that I wasn't ready to have a baby yet so this was just perfect! "As you can see you aren't pregnant, you probably aren't in your ovulation period so it's unlikely to get pregnant then" she informs me.

There it was written boldly: "Pregnancy—positive." "Wow!" I exclaimed. I didn't know what else to say; my tongue felt as if it was tied. For goodness’ sake, I'm just 23; I don't think I am ready for a child now. Yes, Richard and I have had plenty of unprotected sex, but it has never crossed my mind that pregnancy may be the result. I had simply just ignored it.

"You're pregnant…" I turn to Craig and can't help but let out a sigh when I don't know what else to say. "Yes" I nod, taking a seat. "So we went that far?" He asks, sounding like his whole life has been a lie. "Yes" "In like what? Three? Four months!" I scoff. "It was unexpected." I gulp. "We were not prepared, I wouldn't want to call it an accident… but we both kinda not expect it"

“I can't be pregnant. I mean, I don't even have any symptoms. I have never felt nauseous, dizzy or weak in the past few weeks, so how could I be pregnant?” “It's quite common to not experience pregnancy symptoms while pregnant, Miss,” The doctor beamed as though something was funny, when nothing was. I mean, I was pregnant with the child of a man who didn't want me. A child that I hadn't planned to have. “We will leave you now, and as for your mother's funeral, we can discuss it whenever you want.” Dr Swan said, and I could barely manage a response as I was too shocked to decipher anything. But above all, one thing was clear to me; there was no way I was having this baby.

I squealed, swatting at her leg. “Whoops, sorry, did the bouncing make you nauseous?” She turned serious quickly at my shout. “No, I feel fine, well physically anyway, but I can’t be pregnant, it’s too soon, I'm still young,” I buried my face in the palms of my hand as I said that last bit, not really believing it, but feeling that it should be mentioned.

“Something happened to us.” “It doesn’t mean I’m pregnant. I didn’t go to work because I felt under the weather, remember?” I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling the throbbing in my head. “And… and…” I groaned, opening my eyes. “I’m not pregnant,” I murmured exasperatedly. The idea of having a baby excited me, but the last thing I wanted was to worry about another child. “This conversation’s over, Eve. Until we get the result, you’re staying there,” he said, sitting on the side of the bed.