---after 4 weeks of just hiking and sleeping and scouting for food, and staying hidden---
I'm not sure if I can do this. I don't know if I should tell him? It's going to be obvious pretty soon. Should I wait, and let him find out on his own? I don't know if my baggy sweat shirt can hide my growing little tummy much longer. I'm not even sure if I'm going to be a good mother for this child. I decide to tell him. I take a deep breath in, and speak up. "Justin, can we stop hiking for a minute, I need to tell you something," I say. "We need to keep going, talk as we walk," I sigh."This is serious Justin," I say. He stops walking. "Ok, what is it babe?" He asks. I take a deep breath in, as a tear escapes my eye, but I quickly wipe it away. I lift my sweat shirt up enough, just to fully see my stomach, "I'm pregnant." A huge smile spreads across his face. "This is amazing baby! Why are you so sad about it?" He asks confused. "I-I feel too young, I don't know if I can do this, I'm scared," I admit. He rapes his arms around me, pulling me in for a hug. "It's ok, we'll do it together, and it'll be fine," He reassures. I smile a bit, and we keep walking. "How long have you known your pregnant?" He asked. "Back when we were at the house, I took a pregnancy test, and it came out positive, it was just a couple days before we left," I say. He smiles. "Well, I'm happy," He states, "So, if it's a girl, what will we name her? And if it's a boy, what will we name him?" He asks. I sigh, "I'm not sure, can we please just not talk about it?" I ask. "Baby, everything is going to be ok, your going to be a great mom, think about how good you did with Anabell," He says. "But it's not the same. Anabell is 4, and I didn't have to watch her 24/7, but with a baby they keep you up all night, and, and -" I break out crying. I'm not cut out for this. I'm only 18! Yah, I'm good with kids, and I love them and all, but I'm not ready for my own. Plus, I'm a fugitive on the run! I can't be running around dodging police with a baby to talk care of. I sit down on the curb, and cry. Justin sits next to me, and rubs circles on my back. "It's ok, I know this must be hard, but it's gonna be ok. I'll help you through it, no matter how hard it is, I promise," He promises. I nod my head.