I layed across the backseat of Jake's car. Our honeymoon had to be cut short since I was apparently sick. I didn't know I could get sick I thought the half vampire part of me fought that off. Our honeymoon lasted two weeks so I wasn't that upset. Jake was worried for some reason, it wasn't anything real serious. I was just tired and had thrown up a couple of times but I blame that on Jake's cooking. I'd never tell him but he was horrible cook, and when I say horrible I mean horrible. We pulled up into the driveway and my Dad was already on the front porch, Jake had told him I was sick. I really wish he wasn't being so overreactive. "How are you feeling?" My Dad asked. "Okay, I guess. I wish I could understand what the big deal is... I'm sick thats all." Jake and Dad breifly looked at each other before my Mom walked out. She gave me a quick hug and stepped back. "Nessie, lets go talk... at the cottage." my Dad sighed. I sat on the sofa and Jake sat down next to me. "Nessie..." Jake breathed. "The symptoms your showing are all signs of ... pregnancy." I looked at him and my face went pale. This couldn't be happening, but it's the only logical explaination. I couldn't be pregnant I was only eighteen and I just got married. A couple of minutes passed before my Mom broke the silence. "We're not sure but it sounds like you're going through what I did when I had you." I knew why they were concerned becuase I had nearly killed my mother when I was born.
I have plenty more but I figured that I should post a little bit to see if you guys liked it. Please review even if you don't like it.
Gender:
Points: 300
Reviews: 0