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A smile spreads across my face. I never knew how much fun texting a guy could be, but with Levi everything is fun. I mentally give myself a high five for the screen name I gave him in case my mother or Vayda ever looked at notifications on my phone. I head out to the kitchen and tell my mom I’m going over to Vayda’s and climb over the fence ladder. Levi is waiting for me on the terrace with a cocky grin.
“We don’t have a lot of time. Vayda will be back soon.”
“I know, I just wanted to see you,” I say as I wrap my arms around Levi’s neck.
“Happy anniversary,” Levi whispers into my ear.
I pull back and give him a confused look. “What?”
Levi laughs and pulls me against him. “We’ve been together for six months. I kissed you for the first time today—six months ago.” He presses a kiss against my mouth, and I hang onto him a little tighter.
The fact that he'd remember something like this really touches my heart. Wasn't that what girls did? Kept track of every single special milestone and even turning a few random things into special occasions just to have another event to celebrate?
I’m so in love with this man I’m physically stopping myself from climbing onto the nearest rooftop and shouting it to the entire neighborhood. This is who I want—only it’s so complicated.
We still need to decide when we’re going to tell our families and neither of us has approached the subject again since the night Levi sneaked into my room the first time.
I say the first time because since that night we’ve made a conscious effort to sneak into each other’s rooms at least twice a week. Last week, Vayda almost caught me when she woke up in the middle of the night feeling ill. I hid in the closet for about an hour before Levi got her back to bed with some meds.
“Are we going to tell them soon?” I ask, absorbing the heat from Levi’s body.
Levi sighs and frames my face with his hand. “We have a big decision to make Oakley, one that will change the dynamics and our lives forever.”
I nod. "I know that, Levi. Don't you think I know that? I know that every time I lie to my mother. Every time I talk to Vayda, I realize that when she finds out about us, I might as well kiss our friendship goodbye. I'm just tired. I'm tired of lying and sneaking and worst of all, being ashamed of us. Nothing this good has ever happened to me before, and I don't like feeling ashamed for it."
"I know baby, I know. Your dad's got a big thing at work next week, and Vayda's stressing about a school project. Why don't we tell them when things calm down?"
So this was it, my heart jumped into my throat. “Really, you mean that?”
“Yes. I’m tired as well. I love you, and I don’t see why we should hide any longer. We’re wasting time.”
Shit! He's serious, this is going to happen finally. I try to wrap my head around it. "How do you think we should do it?"
"I think it'll be the easiest if we do it together. We sit them all down and tell our story."
I grunt. “And we hope they stay long enough to hear us out?”
“Yeah, I guess. It’s not going to be easy, baby. We know that, but at least they’ll know.”
I nod and hear Vayda’s car pull up outside. “Better run.” I give him one more smack on the lips before I head over the fence.
I walk into our kitchen to my mother is peeling potatoes, and she looks over her shoulder, giving me a welcoming smile. I smile back and grab a potato to help. Though I have a feeling in a couple of weeks, she won't want me anywhere near her kitchen.
15
Oakley
I look down at the two pink lines and feel a tear slip over my cheek. Had my situation been different, I'd be smiling right now.
Levi and I would've told our families yesterday, but I avoided his calls and ignored his messages. I haven't been feeling well for a couple of days now, and it was this morning, hanging over the porcelain bowl that I could no longer ignore my symptoms or try and fool myself into thinking I had the stomach flu. Stomach flu didn't make your bra scrape against your nipples like sandpaper and stomach flu definitely didn't make you cry at a laundry detergent commercial.
I was afraid of this. That’s why I bought the test a week ago. I just haven’t had the courage to take it. This morning I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. If I was pregnant there were things I needed to do. I remember my sex
-ed teacher telling us about prenatal vitamins and stuff like that. The option of aborting the baby didn’t even occur to me. I know I want this baby no matter what. I cradle my belly with my hand, but this just complicated things a hell of a lot more than they were a few weeks ago.
Levi chooses that moment to phone me again. I can't talk to him now. We haven't discussed having children or even getting married, and suddenly it feels to me like I'm swimming in an ocean of uncertainty. Does he even want another child? Would he think I purposely trapped him? Is that what everyone else would think too? He's in his late thirties. I doubt he'd be up for midnight duty or diapers again.
Another tear slips down my cheek, and my mom knocks at the door. "Honey, are you all right? Shouldn't you go to the doctor?"
