While she was waiting for Jeremy, Quinn couldn't help the feeling that she wanted to cry. She wasn't sure if it was hormones, or the fact that she was just totally overwhelmed by this whole situation, but it was too much to even think about. Unfortunately, that was too bad at this point. She didn't have a choice but to think about, and if that test showed what she was almost certain it was going to, she really would probably end up in tears. Which could only make things even more awkward for her and Jeremy. At this point, she really wasn't sure where to even start with that train of thought. She sighed heavily, closing her eyes against the bright sunlight. This seriously couldn't be happening.
When Jeremy came back, test in hand, Quinn slowly stood up from the bench. Any sudden movements would've probably resulted in a fresh new wave of puking, and she really just didn't feel up to it. She reached into her purse, handing him her car keys. "No," she replied with a shake of her head. "Nobody's home. It's why I came here when I did. It was kind of perfect timing for things, so I could go home and take the test with nobody there to deal with after it. If I needed..." She didn't want to say if she needed to cry, because she sincerely didn't want Jeremy to feel any worse about this than he already seemed to. He was being so sweet and trying his damnedest not to be a jerk, when Quinn was pretty sure this was the shock of his life, too. She probably would've wanted to be an ass in his position. Here was this girl he didn't even know telling him that she was probably pregnant and it was his, when she could just as well have been a slut fucking half of Miami when she'd gotten knocked up. But he hadn't even questioned it. Not once. He'd promised, instead, that they would work things out together, and he would be there.
Once in her car, they made the short drive back to the apartment, and she led the way up the steps, letting Jeremy in before closing the door behind them. He held the grocery bag with the test inside, and she reached out to take it from him. "I'll be right back," she said, taking the test and disappearing into the bathroom. After a moment, she resurfaced, the test laid carefully on the bathroom counter as she checked her watch to see how long she needed to wait before checking for the results. "I... um... Would you like something to drink?" she asked awkwardly. "A water or something? Hard booze?"
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When Jeremy came back, test in hand, Quinn slowly stood up from the bench. Any sudden movements would've probably resulted in a fresh new wave of puking, and she really just didn't feel up to it. She reached into her purse, handing him her car keys. "No," she replied with a shake of her head. "Nobody's home. It's why I came here when I did. It was kind of perfect timing for things, so I could go home and take the test with nobody there to deal with after it. If I needed..." She didn't want to say if she needed to cry, because she sincerely didn't want Jeremy to feel any worse about this than he already seemed to. He was being so sweet and trying his damnedest not to be a jerk, when Quinn was pretty sure this was the shock of his life, too. She probably would've wanted to be an ass in his position. Here was this girl he didn't even know telling him that she was probably pregnant and it was his, when she could just as well have been a slut fucking half of Miami when she'd gotten knocked up. But he hadn't even questioned it. Not once. He'd promised, instead, that they would work things out together, and he would be there.
Once in her car, they made the short drive back to the apartment, and she led the way up the steps, letting Jeremy in before closing the door behind them. He held the grocery bag with the test inside, and she reached out to take it from him. "I'll be right back," she said, taking the test and disappearing into the bathroom. After a moment, she resurfaced, the test laid carefully on the bathroom counter as she checked her watch to see how long she needed to wait before checking for the results. "I... um... Would you like something to drink?" she asked awkwardly. "A water or something? Hard booze?"