NICOLE
I stare at the pregnancy test and my stomach churns all over again. Only this time, I have nothing else to vomit.
Positive.
I drop the test to the floor and sit on the edge of my bed. My mouth is agape and shock washes over me. Dammit, how can I be pregnant?
I mean, then again, how can't I be pregnant?
For the most part, Roman and I used protection. But there was this one time we didn't, and I guess that was enough to knock me up.
Fuck. This is just what I needed.
A baby.
I can't even cry. I'm so shocked that I simply can't believe it. A baby? How am I supposed to have one when I don't even have a job? I have nothing—I blew the money my mother left for me. I sabotaged my chance of having a great career early on. I have no home. No safety net.
I'm not even mature, come t
