Next Week
"Jamie still won't talk to me" Nikki told Eve they were out shopping for clothes for Nikki to wear so she wouldn't show as much "it's like he has been giving me the silent treatment all week. He makes dinner gives it to me and goes in our room and eats it, and then he started sleeping on the couch!"
"Just give it time, he'll come around" she responded
"I can't, I have to visit my brothers next week and tell them we are engaged and then hope and pray to god they don't notice my stomach, it might be too soon to see that much but Daryl will definitely notice. I am already two months but by that time I will be three, it could possibly ruin my life. "
"Well then just don't go, or either tell them straight up. I mean what is the most they will do shout at you? Give you the silent treatment?"
"Yeah, I probably should tell them and maybe Jamie will be talking to me by then, but if he isn't" she cut her off before she could finish.
"Yeah, yeah I'll come with you"
"Be useful for once and fulfill your duties as best friend" Nikki said jokingly.
The next week went by slowly she was pretty sure she was going to have to take Eve with her until on Thursday the night before she had to meet her brothers he finally said something.
"Hey Nikki," he said to her surprise while making them dinner "look I'm sorry about not talking to you for the past two weeks it was just kind of hard to wrap my head around the whole thing. Like I said I really am sorry."
"Hey Nikki" she looked at him and apologized.
"Hey, sorry I was just spaced out. And yeah you should be sorry about not talking for two weeks I was worried, your partner was , your family was, every Sunday night at dinner…" before she could even finish the sentence the smell of cooking meat was nauseating she ran into the bathroom and vomited. Damm morning sickness even though it wasn't morning. Even though she was still mad he came in after her and rubbed her back gently while he held back her hair. So what would Stan Marsh say in a time like this? I think we all learned a valuable lesson about faith. You give it to the people you love. But the people who really deserve it are the ones who come through even when you don't love them enough.
Later that night, Jamie was thankfully sleeping in the same room as her; the phone rang. Nikki had to get up and waddle over to the phone, she was already acting pregnant.
"Hello" she mumbled like she would kill someone if it was a stupid reason to get her up.
"Yeah?"
"He what?!"
"Do I have to come? Can't I kick has ass later?"
"Fine. Yeah Bye."
"Everything okay?" he asked
"Yeah," she sat down on the bed "Daryl got shot. Again." She said putting on some of the oversized clothes she and Eve had bought that week end.
"O-kay" he said thinking he was stupid "you want me to drive you?"
"No, it's fine, get some sleep. I'll see you later."
"Wake me up when you get home" he shouted after her.
"Not. Likely." She yelled back over her shoulder.
