taylor
ella: age 4
new york, new york
my eyes shoot open and i run to the bathroom trying to keep everything in. i push open the bathroom doors and to the toilet room making it just in time before i empty my stomach into the toilet.
"tay?" i hear travis' groggy voice
"don't you dare come in here" i threaten as i can feel myself about to start again
"are you sure?" he asks as i can hear him start coming closer
"get out!" i scream at him as loud as i can out of frustration
only about a minute later, i feel a lot better and leave the toilet room
"babe-" travis starts
"stop, let me at least brush my teeth before you're all over me." i snap at him and walk to my sink
as i brush my teeth i look up at my mirror and see travis a distance behind me looking hurt by my words
after i rinse my mouth out i go over to him
"i'm sorry babe, i didn't mean it." i plead apologetically and wrap my arms around him
"it's ok, i know you didn't mean it." he says and wraps his arms around me. i relax into him and stay like that as it makes me feel so good
"tay?" he asks
"hm?"
"do you think, possibly, you're pregnant?" he asks hesitantly. i didn't even think about it. only a couple days after travis and i decide to get me off birth control, i was in the doctors office getting the implant removed and we started "trying" ever since and that was two months ago.
"i don't know maybe." i sigh
"should you take a test?" i hear the excitement in his voice that he is trying to hide.
"i guess i could, there under my sink." i say and he lets go of me and would probably skip if he could over to my sink and opens the cabinet and grabs the white box.
i take a stick and go to the toilet while travis waits outside.
taking the test is scary as i don't know if i'm ready for a second kid but i also want ella to have a sibling so bad
i leave the room and put the test on the counter face down, and go over to travis.
"whatever happens is meant to be." he says and pulls me into his arms.
we kinda just sit on the floor with our thoughts till the timer goes off
i jump up and look at the stick and know what is ever under there could possibly change our lives forever.
"it'll be okay baby." travis comforts and kisses my head. that pretty much gave me all the reassurance i needed to flip over the stick.
"ready?" i ask and look up at him
"whenever you are." he smiles
i place my hand on top of the stick and take a deep breath
i give myself a little mental countdown and flip it over immediately reading the words on the stick
pregnant
we both gasp and look at each other
i throw my arms around travis' neck in excitement and he lifts me off the ground and spins us around as i hug him.
"oh my god ella is gonna have a sibling!" i squeal and hug him again
"no fucking way." he smiles and kisses me. he takes my face into his hands and wipes away the tears that i didn't know were falling
