I Met The Love Of My Life.
Face The Fucking World.
I rolled out of bed from my restless sleep, feeling sickness come to me immediately. For the fifth time this morning I ran to the toilet as quickly as I could and emptied my stomach into the toilet. I don’t know how I had anything still to bring up. I was seriously suffering from a bug. It’s been for the last couple of days now, and it’s only in the morning, then afterwards I’m fine until the next morning. It sucks. I felt arms pull my hair back, which I was grateful for. I continued to dry heave and when I was finally finished I groaned, wiping my tears away and wiping my mouth after it. I turned round to see Jaime, not Cassie. He gave me a sad, sympathetic smile and I gave him one back. I brushed my teeth and washed my face and we walked out into the living room together.
“Got a bug there Ally?” he said as he plopped on the couch next to me.
“I think so… It sucks.” I said with a sad face.
“It sounds like it does” he chuckled. “How long have you had it?” he asked.
“Since Monday.” I replied, it was now Wednesday, awfully strange for a tummy bug to still be here. “I’ve been off work, but it’s strange cause it’s only in the morning I get sick and then I’m fine.” I said.
“Ally…” Jaime said, his face going serious.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“You seriously don’t know what I’m getting at?” he asked and I shook my head no. “When were you, uh, due your uh, lady thing?” he asked, blushing. I laughed until I realised that I hadn’t actually had it. Shit.
My eyes went wide and I face palmed. “A week and a half ago.” I groaned from under my hands. He pulled them down and looked at me with that serious Jaime look that he rarely does. “I know.” I said, dragging the word out, “I’ll go to the doctors today.”
I wiggled around to get my jeans up over my bum and put my hair into a high ponytail before grabbing my bag and my car keys and leaving the house. I drove nervously to the doctors. What if I am pregnant? There are two possible fathers. Fuck, what am I going to do? I arrived at the doctor’s office in 15 minutes and sat in the parking lot for a while, pondering on what to do. I decided I’d text Tony and then once I’d come out from the doctors and knew my result, I could go see him.
To: Tony
What are you doing today? We need to talk.
He replied back within seconds, he’s felt incredibly bad for everything over the past couple of weeks. And I don’t blame him.
From: Tony
Nothing, come over ASAP, we do need to talk x
I sighed, there’s no getting out of it now. I got out of my car and walked into the doctor’s office, sitting down and waiting for my name to be called. My legs were bobbing up and down out of complete nervousness. I felt like an anxiety attack was coming on, I felt like everyone was looking at me and judging me, although they couldn’t possibly know what I’m in here for, right? I couldn’t get the little voice in my head to shut the fuck up either, although that’s been there for the last few weeks.
“Alice Webster?” a tall brunette woman shouted. I stood up quickly, feeling even more anxious. I followed her into her room and she gestured for me to sit down in one of the chairs and I did.
“So, Alice, what have you come in for today?” she asked, with a warm and welcoming smile.
I smiled back slightly. “I think I might be pregnant.” I said quietly, I was scared to even think about it, really.
“Oh, I see. What makes you think so?” she asked, taking things down. I didn’t know why she was taking stuff down and I was curious but I continued to speak anyway, and told her about my situation. “I see, and you’ve been sexually active?” I nodded, I always felt awkward about that question. “And without protection?” Fuck, I can’t actually remember. I don’t think I did with either one of them. I nodded once again and she nodded too. “Okay, Miss Webster. I’ll need to get a urine sample from you and we can see the results from that.”
Once I was done the urine sample we waited for the results, awkwardly looking at each other, politely smiling and twiddling our thumbs. It was the longest wait of my entire life; it felt like it was never going to end. “It’s time, Miss Webster.” She smiled, looking at the test. “Congratulations! You’re pregnant. Let’s do an ultra sound.”
I nodded, plastering a fake smile on my face. Fuck. I’m pregnant. I can’t believe it. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I hadn’t even noticed the ultra sound was over and done with, I was moving robotically, as if I was programmed, because I hadn’t realised everything was done and she had given me tissues to wipe the gel off of my belly. I kept that fake smile on my face though. “Thank you for everything.” I said, before leaving her room and going out to my car. I felt tears sting at my eyes but I wouldn’t dare cry now. I may as well take god damn responsibility for my stupid actions.
I drove to Tony’s and I slowly walked up to his front door, scared of what his reaction will be, scared of what’s going to happen between us. Technically we’re still together; neither of us said it was done. I still love him, he still loves me, and we’re not giving up. We wouldn’t and couldn’t. He’s the love of my life and we’ve both made mistakes. Well, at least I hope he feels the same way. I knocked three slow times on his front door and he opened immediately, engulfing me in a hug. That’s when the tears came. I guess everything was just so overwhelming, seeing Tony, him giving me a hug, being pregnant. I just don’t know what to think.
“Hey Tone.” I said through my tears.
“Why are you crying?” he asked, looking down at me, rubbing my back slowly.
“I have stuff to tell you.” I said and he closed the door. We made our way to the living room and sat down together.
He repeatedly told me how sorry he was for doing that to me and he understands everything, how I doubted him, he was just too angry to realise. I nodded along the whole time, knowing that nothing he done to me could be as bad as what I’m about to put him through. I let him know he was totally and completely forgiven, that it was in the past and forgotten about, and that I loved him. Of course, he replied with that he loves me too. I was happy in that moment until I realised I had to tell him, there’s no way I can’t. I sighed before taking his hands in mine, kissing both of them quickly and letting them go. I looked up to his face and decided it was now or never. I explained everything to him as he was sat across from me on the opposite side of the couch.
“So, this baby might be mine?” He asked and I nodded. “Who was it you slept with?” he asked.
I shook my head. “That doesn’t matter. He doesn’t matter. I want it to be us two to bring this baby up, as far as anyone else is aware the baby is ours. I’m almost certain it’ll be yours, anyway, Tony.”
“No, it does matter. I don’t want to bring someone else’s child up, I’m sorry, but I don’t. Who was it that you slept with, Alice?” he pressed and I shook my head again. “Alice, tell me who you slept with! I want to know who the other possible father is!” he shouted and I squirmed. His features immediately softened and he hugged me. “I’m sorry for shouting like that baby… Just, tell me who it is, I won’t be mad.”
“I… I slept with Telle.” I said quietly and he stood up, storming off to his room. So much for not being mad…
“Got a bug there Ally?” he said as he plopped on the couch next to me.
“I think so… It sucks.” I said with a sad face.
“It sounds like it does” he chuckled. “How long have you had it?” he asked.
“Since Monday.” I replied, it was now Wednesday, awfully strange for a tummy bug to still be here. “I’ve been off work, but it’s strange cause it’s only in the morning I get sick and then I’m fine.” I said.
“Ally…” Jaime said, his face going serious.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“You seriously don’t know what I’m getting at?” he asked and I shook my head no. “When were you, uh, due your uh, lady thing?” he asked, blushing. I laughed until I realised that I hadn’t actually had it. Shit.
My eyes went wide and I face palmed. “A week and a half ago.” I groaned from under my hands. He pulled them down and looked at me with that serious Jaime look that he rarely does. “I know.” I said, dragging the word out, “I’ll go to the doctors today.”
I wiggled around to get my jeans up over my bum and put my hair into a high ponytail before grabbing my bag and my car keys and leaving the house. I drove nervously to the doctors. What if I am pregnant? There are two possible fathers. Fuck, what am I going to do? I arrived at the doctor’s office in 15 minutes and sat in the parking lot for a while, pondering on what to do. I decided I’d text Tony and then once I’d come out from the doctors and knew my result, I could go see him.
To: Tony
What are you doing today? We need to talk.
He replied back within seconds, he’s felt incredibly bad for everything over the past couple of weeks. And I don’t blame him.
From: Tony
Nothing, come over ASAP, we do need to talk x
I sighed, there’s no getting out of it now. I got out of my car and walked into the doctor’s office, sitting down and waiting for my name to be called. My legs were bobbing up and down out of complete nervousness. I felt like an anxiety attack was coming on, I felt like everyone was looking at me and judging me, although they couldn’t possibly know what I’m in here for, right? I couldn’t get the little voice in my head to shut the fuck up either, although that’s been there for the last few weeks.
“Alice Webster?” a tall brunette woman shouted. I stood up quickly, feeling even more anxious. I followed her into her room and she gestured for me to sit down in one of the chairs and I did.
“So, Alice, what have you come in for today?” she asked, with a warm and welcoming smile.
I smiled back slightly. “I think I might be pregnant.” I said quietly, I was scared to even think about it, really.
“Oh, I see. What makes you think so?” she asked, taking things down. I didn’t know why she was taking stuff down and I was curious but I continued to speak anyway, and told her about my situation. “I see, and you’ve been sexually active?” I nodded, I always felt awkward about that question. “And without protection?” Fuck, I can’t actually remember. I don’t think I did with either one of them. I nodded once again and she nodded too. “Okay, Miss Webster. I’ll need to get a urine sample from you and we can see the results from that.”
Once I was done the urine sample we waited for the results, awkwardly looking at each other, politely smiling and twiddling our thumbs. It was the longest wait of my entire life; it felt like it was never going to end. “It’s time, Miss Webster.” She smiled, looking at the test. “Congratulations! You’re pregnant. Let’s do an ultra sound.”
I nodded, plastering a fake smile on my face. Fuck. I’m pregnant. I can’t believe it. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I hadn’t even noticed the ultra sound was over and done with, I was moving robotically, as if I was programmed, because I hadn’t realised everything was done and she had given me tissues to wipe the gel off of my belly. I kept that fake smile on my face though. “Thank you for everything.” I said, before leaving her room and going out to my car. I felt tears sting at my eyes but I wouldn’t dare cry now. I may as well take god damn responsibility for my stupid actions.
I drove to Tony’s and I slowly walked up to his front door, scared of what his reaction will be, scared of what’s going to happen between us. Technically we’re still together; neither of us said it was done. I still love him, he still loves me, and we’re not giving up. We wouldn’t and couldn’t. He’s the love of my life and we’ve both made mistakes. Well, at least I hope he feels the same way. I knocked three slow times on his front door and he opened immediately, engulfing me in a hug. That’s when the tears came. I guess everything was just so overwhelming, seeing Tony, him giving me a hug, being pregnant. I just don’t know what to think.
“Hey Tone.” I said through my tears.
“Why are you crying?” he asked, looking down at me, rubbing my back slowly.
“I have stuff to tell you.” I said and he closed the door. We made our way to the living room and sat down together.
He repeatedly told me how sorry he was for doing that to me and he understands everything, how I doubted him, he was just too angry to realise. I nodded along the whole time, knowing that nothing he done to me could be as bad as what I’m about to put him through. I let him know he was totally and completely forgiven, that it was in the past and forgotten about, and that I loved him. Of course, he replied with that he loves me too. I was happy in that moment until I realised I had to tell him, there’s no way I can’t. I sighed before taking his hands in mine, kissing both of them quickly and letting them go. I looked up to his face and decided it was now or never. I explained everything to him as he was sat across from me on the opposite side of the couch.
“So, this baby might be mine?” He asked and I nodded. “Who was it you slept with?” he asked.
I shook my head. “That doesn’t matter. He doesn’t matter. I want it to be us two to bring this baby up, as far as anyone else is aware the baby is ours. I’m almost certain it’ll be yours, anyway, Tony.”
“No, it does matter. I don’t want to bring someone else’s child up, I’m sorry, but I don’t. Who was it that you slept with, Alice?” he pressed and I shook my head again. “Alice, tell me who you slept with! I want to know who the other possible father is!” he shouted and I squirmed. His features immediately softened and he hugged me. “I’m sorry for shouting like that baby… Just, tell me who it is, I won’t be mad.”
“I… I slept with Telle.” I said quietly and he stood up, storming off to his room. So much for not being mad…
Notes
Title credit: Dispossession - Northlane.Hey guys! What do you think of this chapter? I'm doing well with updates for this story!! I'm proud of myself :P Bare in mind this occurs two weeks after the last chapter :)
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