"It will be the end of my world, Mercy."

"Well, there's only one way to find out and that's if you take the test," she coaxed, hopping down from the sink. "Once we know for sure, we can figure it out, okay?"

Sniffling, I nodded. "Y-yeah, ok-kay."

No.

No.

No.

No.

No!

This wasn't happening.

This couldn’t be happening.

I willed it not to happen, dammit.

Closing my eyes, I wished like I had never wished before.

But when I dared another peek at the screen, I quickly learned that wishes were bullshit.

"Fuck my life," I croaked out, breathing hard and feeling faint. "Fuckety fuck!"

In utter denial, I futilely rejected the drastic change in course my life was about to take. The very same future that was remapping before my very eyes – courtesy of two pink lines.

42 Molly

Mercy: Well, it's been a few hours since your world was blown the hell up. Have you calmed down yet?

Molly: Not even close…

Mercy: What are you gonna do?

Molly: No clue…

Mercy: What about the emergency appointment with my mom's gyno that I managed to snag for this afternoon? Are you gonna go?

Molly: I guess I don’t have much of a choice, do I?

Mercy: If you don’t want to keep it, I'll go with you. Nobody has to know…

Molly: OMG Mercy, no! Stop! Don’t even think that!!!!

Mercy: What?? I'm just saying that you have options, dude. You weren't put on earth to be anyone's human incubator. It's your body.

Molly: I couldn’t. I don’t…. that's not an option for me.

Mercy: Fair enough but I at least had to point it out.

Molly: I love you for offering to take me, though.

Mercy: Always, bitch. I've got your back. What about adoption?

Molly: I'm not that strong.

Mercy: So, we're having the baby?

Molly: I don’t know?

Mercy: Sounds like you kinda do, Molls.

Mercy: Or should I call you MOM?

Mercy: I won't be offering to change shitty diapers. Fair warning.

Molly: Omfg……. There's a baby inside of me. An actual freaking baby! How is that possible, Merc? Most days, I feel like I'm STILL a baby. I can't do this!

Daryl: You feeling better, Dolly?

Molly: Omg, that's Daryl! He just text me!!!!

Mercy: Oh fuck!!!

Molly: What do I do?

Mercy: DON'T TELL HIM YET!!!!

Molly: Why not???

Mercy: Because it's the night before the state championship, dummy! Do you want to completely derail the boy's life?

Molly: Omg. I forgot!

Mercy: I mean, of course, you should absolutely tell him. This is his mess as much as it is yours. Just WAIT until the game is over.

Dad: Molly-Sue, my flight was on time for a change. I'll be home for dinner tonight. See you soon, sweetheart.

Molly: Noooooooooooooooooo….

Mercy: Shit, Jesus, what!!!

Molly: My dad's on his way home.

Mercy: Bitch, your life is like a car crash reality tv show. Lol. Lol.