Guide Me || Chaotic Serenity
Two days. Two days mostly without texting or calling anyone. A text here or there so they know she hadn’t died. Claimed she was just ill with the flu and didn’t want anyone sick. Locked the deadbolt. Let Fluke out to go for a run by herself. Two days of completely not leaving her flat. She’d told Nate over Skype, and made him promise not tell Kat or Nikki. Today was finally the day. She’d texted Nikki telling her she was coming over.
“Coming over. Be home. I don’t care if you have to call out.”
She walked with Fluke to her best friend’s pad, kicking rocks the whole time. It took her all of ten minutes to make herself walk from the curb to the front door and knock. When Nikki answered, she stared at her best friend. Where were her words? She was often quiet because she didn’t want to speak, not because she didn’t have the words.
Then they came out like word vomit.
“Niks... Niks, I’m fucking pregnant.”
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