Eva Pov;
I loved Gideon more than I loved anyone ever before. I needed him more then I needed air in my lung. The more I thought of my love for him the pit in my stomach grew larger. Cary help my hand occasionally squeezing to keep me from spacing out too much. I loved him for that. I was scared now more then ever and Cary is being my rock even when he has his own stuff going on.
"Trammel" the disembodied nurse calls out. The butterflies in my stomach have just been given tiny knifes it feels like as I follow the nurse not letting go of Cary's hand. As I sit down and wait for the Dr. I look at Cary tears whiling.
"Hey baby girl, don't freak on me. Whatever happens, happens. Besides how cool would it be if we both had babies at the same time" Cary chuckles with his million dollar smile that now graces billboards. If it came back and I was positive I could learn to accept it I'd have 9 months to. But Gideon o god what would Gideon say or do. I shutter at the though.
The Dr. comes in and does standard questions. Before I know it I loose the politeness.
"Dr Riley, I hate to rush but I have to know. Am I pregnant?" I heard the weakness in my voice not familiar with it. My hands shoock and I swear I though I was going to pass out or throw up or both. Dr. Riley smiles, I assume she understands. She opens her file and turns to face me.
"Yes, now if this isn't optimal there are options" she goes on but the world around me has gone. All noise distant. I don't hear anything. I dont feel anything happiness, joy, or anger. Just pure confusion. I have to talk to Gideon I have to .
Its 5:30 and I have since pulled myself together since my appointment with Dr Riley. Gideon should be home soon and ven though I practiced with Cary hundreds of times I still don't feel nearly prepared enough. I paced so much I hardly notice he comes in 30 minutes late.
"Hey Angel" Gideon says laying his jacket on the table. And he gives hat private smile that would normally make me melt if I wasn't already so tense.
"Hey" I said not recognizing the own shaky noise that come out of my mouth.
"Eva, whats wrong?!" he said his face going serious. He took my hand and I motion for us to sit. He does. I hold his hand tracing my finger over his ring.
"Theres no easy way to say it so I'm just gonna say it." I paused trying to muster up the courage, its just like when I told him about my past. He got rid of that, will he make sure this gets taking care of as well I shutter a bit. "Gideon I'm pregnant." and I feels as though we sit there for an eternity. I feel my heart racing what is he gonna say? is he angry pissed what Gideon what?!
"How far." his voice cold cut like I was nothing more than an employee and I was quoting him a timeline on a project.
"About 2.5 weeks" I say fighting tears.
"I can't Eva I'm sorry." Gideon gets up
"So that's it, your going to walk away ?! " I was hurt and angry. Better these emotions then none at all "I'm scaried too Gideon. I'm fucking terrified but I can't just run from this. I would just hope you either
"Eva damn it for once for fucking once can we not be complicated!" he was pissed but so was I.
"Life's complicated Gideon." I say folding my arms, we where going to settle this
"Never use to be" he mutters. And that was it. I broke in so many directions I couldn't keep straight
"Before me, your life was simple before me! Well Mr. Billionare I'm sorry I wased your time with my problems and my baggage and all my other shit. I'll make sure then I don't bother you anymore." As stromed out i was shaking he got to accuse me of complicating his life well he complicated mine just as much.
"Eva! Fuck! Goddamn it wait!" He was practically chasing me
"Fuck you Gideon! I love you. and yeah getting knocked up wasn't what I wanted either but I wanted to talk to you about it then you walk away and say that I've complicated your life well guess what, " I reach into my back and give him 1 of the sonogram photos form my appointment "you've complicated mine" I walk into the elevator but Gideon doesn't move he is transfixed on the photo as the doors close he looks up at me with tears in his eyes,
"Eva," and just like that the doors was closed and I was alone. Actually I wasn't, feeling my stomach I started to wonder what my next move was going to be.