My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste free chapter novel Chapter 96

Kristina's pov

My heart was hammering in my chest so hasty and painful I was scared it was about to jump out. I place my palm over, closing my eyes as I count to ten.

I had just peed on the three pregnancy sticks and had set them on the closed toilet lid, not sure if it was a good idea but right now my brain was too overworked to think of a better place.

I leaned against one of the metal walls and let out a sound that came out like a sigh or maybe a sob? I wasn't sure.

I can go out to face the girls. I know they'd comfort me while we wait for the results. But I can barely bring myself to move. I am like grounded, cemented where I am.

The only thing keeping me up is the metal wall and the fact that if I fall, I may not be able to even hold in the tears I am trying so desperately to keep from spilling out.

I bit my tongue, count down the minutes the box told me to wait. It feels like time too fast yet too slow at the same time. The more time drew out the more my little heart pounded.

My clammy hands gripped my arms, my nails scrapping against my skin. I hated the wait, but I hated not knowing more. So I'll wait.

I peeled my eyes open, my gaze on the wall across me. It was time to look but I can't bring myself to lol at the tests. Hell, I can't even bring myself to think of what I'd do if I were even pregnant.

My parents will kill me. And Justin....even in class he had avoided staring at me, speaking to me, it's like I didn't exist and it hurt.

What would he say or do?

I swallowed, my clammy hands now trembling with nerves. "Kristy?" Bailey called out and I snapped out of it.

I shuffled to the tests, still not able to look at it. I hated being so weak. "I'm fine. I'll be out in a minute." I sniffled.

Come on Kristy, look down at the tests. Look down.

"You okay in there?" Mira questioned, sounding worried. I am sure if I did not answer they'd burst through the door.

Am I okay? Am I okay though?

Just a look Kristy. Just take a peek.

And I did. And my world stopped.

"Yeah," I croaked out. "I just," I took in a shaky breath and opened the door, my heart pounding, my stomach curling with nausea.

I think I'm about to throw up.

They're looking at me with wide eyes, wide concerned eyes and I wished I could tell them that I am fine, lie to them that I am okay and my life had not just done a one eighty in a matter of minutes.

But I can't lie to them. I can't tell them I am okay when I am not. I can't fucking lie.

"Kristy?" Bailey whispered, moving closer to me. She looked so worried. Did I look so messed up? Was it telling on my face how much I was crumbling inwardly?