Gotta check into rehab

July, Summer 2011, Naishira Sanchez is 28. (Lilly Sanchez is 18 and Rpert Cotton is 32)




Nashira starred down a the top of her little sister's head. She watched as Lilly played with her ever expanding belly; bemused. "Okay, so are you going to tell me why you're here?"



Lilly straightens up. "What? I need a reason to come and visit one of my best friends?"



Nashira sinkers. "Best friend, huh? You never come a visit me alone, and, when mom and dad drag you over you hand out in the playground. So spill."



Lilly waves her sister off and watches as she turns around and head to the fridge to make some lunch. She came here for a reason and she wasn't about to chicken out now. Nashira was the only person she could think of going to for advice? Help? She wasn't sure, but she knew she needed it.



"I... I think I might be pregnant." Lilly blurts out.

There, it was said and the world hadn't stopped turning. Or maybe it had by the look on her sister's face. Her mouth was slightly open, and her hand had paused in mid air bring some food to her waiting lips.



"Ha, ha, Lilly. That's not funny. You actually have to have sex to get pregnant."

Lilly starred back across the table at her sister, tears brimming in her eyes. "I... I know. And I kinda have-since April."

Silence filled the room and Lilly started to think that coming here might have been the wrong idea.

"How did this happen?" Nashira asks in disbelief. "Are you even sure?"



"Well, we did some really freaky stuff last month before AJ left for vacation. I don't know, maybe something broke. I'm not sure." She lets out a huge sigh. "And I'm late. Like four days late. Nashira, I'm never late."



"Can I ask, what was the first thing that ran through your mind when you found out?"



"Truthfully? I though about how huge I was going to get, then about how mom and dad would react. Have you told them yet?" Nashira asked.

Lilly shook her head. "I can't. Not yet, not until I know for sure." "Well, I actually have an unopened test in the bathroom. You can use it if you want."



Lilly forced a small smile to her lips before rising and, heading to the washroom. It was like a slow walk to her death. She could totally die. She could just kill herself. How did she even end up here? They were careful.



The box said that the results would be available within a minute, but Lilly couldn't bring herself to look. Just one look could change her life forever. She sat on the toilet a bit longer, not really reading the instruction pamphlet that came with the pregnancy test, she was just staring at it. She was trying to will her period to come. Wishful thinking and all that.



She rose, flushed the toilet and, turned the water on to wash her hands. She refused to met her reflection's eyes in the mirror. She didn't want to look at herself. Couldn't look at herself. If she did, she might start to cry and, wouldn't be able to stop.



Two minutes had passed since she peed on that cursed stick. And Lilly slowly washed her hands, watching the steam rise from the hot liquid. But she couldn't stand here all day washing her hands. She had to face the truth. She needed to read that stick.



She turned the water off, still refusing to look at herself in the mirror, fighting the urge to check her hair. She really wanted to check it though. Even facing a huge life crisis like this one's hair still needed to look good. But she fought the urge. Now really wasn't the time to be worrying about hair.



She turned around slowly. She needed to read the results. Closing her eyes, Lilly took a deep breath. "You can do this. No worries."



She didn't even bother to pick the test up, she could see the results from where she stood. Her stomach sank. This was not happening! She was ready to cry. Ready to lock herself in her sister's bath room, never to emerge. Lilly Sanchez had just fucked herself royally.



Nashira watched as her sister walked back to the table. "You're eating again?" She asked, surprised.

"Duh, pregnant. So year. Besides, what did the test say?"



The younger Sanchez sister plopped down into her seat, placing her head in her hands. "I'm so fucked." she mumbled, fighting off the urge to cry.



"So, I take it the news was not good."



"Yes, Nashira. The new was great. No, it was better than great, it was super great. So great in fact that I'm farting rainbows out of my ass, I'm so over joyed." She slumped back in the chair and sighed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you."

Nashira only nodded her head. This was a lot of news for someone to take in. She remembered how she reacted to her own.



"You want me to come with? To tell mom and dad?"



"No. And I don't really have to tell them do I?"

"Lilly, yes, you do!"

Lilly only rolled her eyes. "Well, this is super. Now they'll get to know how my dates with AJ really went."



"Just remember, I'm here for you." Nashira whispers in her ear before Lilly leaves to head home.

***

The day's events played out in Nashira's head. She couldn't believe the trouble Lilly had gotten herself in. But it wasn't as if she had much room to talk. She was pregnant too, the only difference? She was an adult, making adult choices. Lilly wasn't. She was only 18.

Nashira slapped the bath water out of frustration. She could kill the little prick that had done this to her sister. She took a deep breath to calm down. She needed to finish up before her company arrived.

She and her mom were close but ever since she told Kristin that she was expecting and, what she planned on doing with the baby, had Kristin calling daily. She was "checking up" on her daughter. But what she was really doing was trying to convince Nashira to keep the baby.

Nashira just listened as she went on and on about the joy of having a child. Even if she wasn't married, or in a committed relationship. Obviously Lilly hadn't told them about her big news yet.

Nashira sighted. "Mom, we've been over this. I'm not keeping the baby. It's not fair to the baby or to me. I'm not ready to be a mom. And I'm not going to force myself to do something that I'm not ready to do. There are many loving couples who can't have kids who would gladly take this baby, giving it the love and care that it deserves." She listened a while longer until her doorbell rang. "Mom, I gotta go. Love you and talk to you later."

"I just wish you'd reconsider." Rupert said.

'Here we go again.' Nashira thought. "Rupert, we've been over this before. It's better this way. Plus, I met the couple and they're really nice."

"I get that. But I should have a say in this as well, and it's my kid too."

"Look. It's final. I'm not keeping it. I'm not ready to be a mom and you're sure as hell not ready to be a father."

"But I can help you." Nashira snorted in laughter. "Yeah, like you help Anya with Tony. Are you serious?" Rupert shrugged. It was just a suggestion. And to his credit, he was spending more time with Tony.

It always ended like this. Rupert was just supposed to come over for a visit. A real visit, as friends to discuss the developing news on the pending adoption. But some how they always ended up in bed afterwards.

This was how she ended up in this situation in the first place. And the sad thing was. Nashira was over Rupert. Granted, she would always love him. He would always hold a place in her heart, but he was toxic. And she needed to nip this in the bud. So as they lay in bed sweaty and spent she asks him. "Did you ever really love me?"

***

(notes from GB) So, this was a shocker to me! I should have known something was up. Lilly never comes to visit Nashira on her own, but she had this tome. So I used the ACR pregnancy scanner to see how far Nashira was. I didn't feel like pulling out the reproductive adjuster from Insim, and guess what? That's how I found out Lilly was knocked. So not what I wanted.

What I normally do is make the visiting sim selectable, and I figured that's when she got pregnant. That night before AJ left for his family wedding/vacation. So yeah, now there's a pregnancy.

Nashira is also giving her baby up for adoption. You'll find out who's the happy couple in time. She has two more months to go before she pops.