Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Ashley‘s pov

“So what does it say? Are you pregnant?” Kimberly questions after an awkward tense pause of silence.

How can I answer right now when my very own tongue feels heavy? Even my lungs felt restricted of air? Was this considered a panic attack?

“Well what does it say Ashley?” Rosalie asked. Impatience is clear in her voice but my mouth can‘t seem to form any sentence as of right now. My eyes are glued on the two dark red lines. Pregnant. I’m pregnant. 1 The little voice in my head kept repeating what I already knew yet it felt like a dream.

“Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” Rosalie murmurs, rises and comes beside me. She peeks at the test on the box and she gasps.

“Oh shit.” She gasps. “What’s wrong?!” Kimberly rushes out and stands up. “Nothing is wrong, the question we all should be asking is how did everything get so right? Congrats Ashley I know you’ll be a great moma.” Rosalie nearly squeals out loud. I’m startled when I felt her arms wrap around me to pull me into an embrace.

“She’s pregnant?” Kimberly yelled and walks over to us. She wraps her arms around us both. I feel their excitement yet my mind can’t wrap around the thought of becoming a mother.

I wanted this so bad. I wanted one day to be the mother of Blake’s kids. But now knowing that it was actually coming true and I was currently pregnant brought on fear. Fear of the unknown.

Not only did I get pregnant at the worst time since my baby daddy still hasn’t regained his memories but I also didn’t think I could do this with being so stressed.

Will he think I cheated on him? He doesn’t remember me so

and Kimberly pull away, probably feeling my unease. They peered at me in confusion, flickering their eyes between each other. My eyes peer at the test. “What’s wrong,

Was I?

felt when she got to know she was pregnant with me? “I

clothes. I can’t wait to buy

She was lucky that Ryan can remember every moment they shared and was happy to hear they were expecting. But Blake doesn‘t remember the times we shared and he probably wouldn‘t take this news all that well. I nodded and finally managed a smile. “I am fine, just need to rest a little.” I looked down at the test and sighed. “I’ll just

“Will you tell Blake?”

chance I had with him? Yes. Will he feel like everything is

I just need to know how.” I murmur. How am I supposed to let my husband know that we are expecting our first child? I started walking towards the door only to get stopped. “Wait! You can’t go out like that with a pregnancy box on display. Here let me fetch a black nylon bag.” Rosalie

throbbing with a lurking migraine. This was not how I imagined my first time being pregnant would be. “Here you go.” Rosalie smiles, holding out the bag as I place the box inside. “Thank you.” I murmur, clutching the bag tightly in my grip. “Hey Rosa?” She looks at

softly. “I will Ash. If you need me

and Kimberly bye before heading out of the apartment building. Again how did I end up

car feel safer than my house

felt so far away. I sighed. I had been seated in the car for a couple of minutes now and I was afraid Blake

just expecting your kid. No that

of me many times? Well guess your