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A few moments go by, and by a few, I mean eternity passes as I listen to Mimi struggling to keep her pace of running to the pharmacy. She eventually comes back, breathless but with the urgency fully returned. “What do you need?” she gasps. “Pee stick? Urine test kit? Extra fast?”
“Aren’t they all the same thing?” I ask. “And I don’t know, you’re looking at them.”
Mimi is gasping for breath and I hear packaging rattling about on shelves. Mimi curses something under her breath and the phone is cobbled into her pocket. Soon she’s at the checkout and I listen to her going through. The machine is beeping an awful lot of items.
“How many damn things are you buying me?” I hiss. I feel myself burning up from embarrassment at what Mimi is doing.
“I’m buying you a few. I read this article about this lady who took one test and it said she wasn’t pregnant. So she thought she was all good. Thenboom!Six months later her belly pops and she thinks she’s been having bad fart cramps. Nope. Actually a baby. Long story short, you’re pissing on every damn stick I can carry.”
I snort with laughter and suddenly feel thankful for Mimi’s friendship. She’s the only one that’s stuck by me this last month. My father’s bodyguards that I was friends with have either turned on me, or been changed out so that I don't talk to them.
Mimi hangs up, telling me she’ll be here as soon as she can. .
I gnaw my phone case and just keep sitting there on the floor. I've never had to wait like this before . I feel like an idiot. I feel trapped. I feel nervous and excited and—suddenly dreading what I’ll do.What if I am pregnant?Pregnant with a Colombino baby? Do I tell Luca? Do I tell my father? I’m freaking the hell out and suddenly can’t even remember how to pace in nervousness. Which way do I turn? I’m trapped now in my own bathroom doing nothing!
I finally grab my bathrobe and press my face into it. I squeal for a full minute until the energy has drained out of me.
There’s no point freaking out until I know the truth.
I might not be pregnant. I might just be late.
But I’m pretty sure I’m pregnant.
I force myself to breathe and get dressed. I tell myself there’s nothing different about today. Old Gloria, my father’s assistant, will be along any moment to take me to her husband’s horribly boring world of numbers. She’ll smile at me with that same old smile, and make that same old joke—
But that sets me off again.Pregnant with ambition?I can’t stop. Am I pregnant?
I go to my room and get dressed, only to realize I’m putting on clothes over clothes. I’m already dressed! I pace the room and look at my phone. I look at the clock. I wait for Mimi to text me that she’s not being allowed in by the bodyguards. Anything! It all goes through my head, and before I know it, a full hour has passed.
Now I know I’m crazy and hearing things, because I keep hearing this air hissing.
Finally a pebble hits me.
“Uh!” I grunt.
I go to the window and down in the dirt is Mimi.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, my eyes going wide and searching the grounds. “How did you even get here?”
“I snuck in!” Mimi says, hopping up and pulling herself in. She’s got a plastic bag full of tests jangling about on her shoulder. “Your father’s guards are only looking for men it seems.”
“What the hell is that?” I ask, pointing at the bag of tests. “Is every test in the county in that bag?”
“It’s your truth,” she says, pushing it on me. “Quick, into the toilet.”
We enter my bathroom and suddenly I feel dry, like I got no pee in me.
“Did you drink any water?” Mimi asks, as if reading my mind.
I shake my head and she immediately turns on the tap for me to have a few mouthfuls.
“Panties at your ankles and on the toilet,” she says.
I do and we open the bag. This isn't the first time that Mimi and I have shared a toilet, it’s not exactly anything exciting, but it is the first time that Mimi has been fully serious and not cracked a joke. She hands me the first stick, then the second, and third. She hands me five in the end, all with caps off and needing pee.
“Fill ’em up,” she says, nodding at me toget working.
I stare at her for a moment. Then I look at the sticks.
