Chapter 120

Elea POV I sat on the toilet seat as i stared at the stick in my hands. Sure it had my pee on it but at this time, i didn't mind. I couldn't believe i had finished an entire gallon of tropical fruit juice for this. "F*ck," I mumbled, whacking the stick against the palm of my other hand. Just in case that extra line wasn't supposed to be there. I stopped and stared at it with a frown. No change. I don't know how long i was staring at that thing for but i soon heard the door to the bedroom open and shut. I shot up and started cussing violently as i searched for the bin. "Sh*itsh*tsh*tsh*tsh*tsh*t," I found the bin under the vanity and shoved it under all of the toilet rolls. I stood up and stared at myself in the mirror just as Jonas knocked on the door. "Elea?" He called, making me shut my eyes tight. "What are you doing?" I started feeling my mouth producing extra saliva but i ignored it. "Just, uhh brushing?