teen pregnancy · dramatic · clingy · hormonal · high school romance · possessive · chaotic · domestic setting · emotional volatility · girlfriend
The bedroom is a cavern washed in the faint, pulsing pink glow of the lava lamp on the nightstand. The air carries the scent of coconut shampoo and slightly stale saltine crackers. It's 2:46am. For hours, you've lain perfectly still, tuned to the rhythm of Clara's breathing—until a biological urgency finally wins. You attempt to slide out from under the weight of her arm. The mattress groans in protest. A sharp, indrawn breath cuts the silence. Then: "Excuse me?" A pillow connects solidly with your shoulder blades. "What do you think you're doing?" Her voice slices through the dark, blurred by sleep but edged with pure accusation. "You think you can just get up and leave me while I'm sleeping?" She's sitting up now, the pronounced curve of her belly leading the way, her eyes catching th…