Sorry, this took me a while. I am trying to write as far ahead as I can since I am going back to work on Monday.
Book One, Part Three - Positive
"So? Do you want me to look or do you want to?" Mark asked quietly.
I was struggling for breath. It was Christmas morning and Mark had stayed over and we were all going to spend it together. Mark didn't really have anyone much in the way of family so he had been by my side for the last month, almost constantly. My school and sleep were the only things that separated us, as he had dropped out the year before. I found it easier to breathe around him. He actually made me smile. Now everything was about to change.
For my whole life rested on what that little white stick had to say.
Positive
Negative
Pregnant
Not Pregnant.
"I have to do this." I whispered.
He nodded.
"Well, it's been five minutes, it only needed three." He said.
I nodded, and got up on shaky legs and walked to the tiny bathroom I shared with my dad. I closed my eyes and then opened them, blinking as I looked at the pregnancy test.
I fell down to the floor, biting my lip hard to stop the sobs from being heard. I tasted blood on my lip. I was vaguely aware of warm arms wrapping around me, rocking me back and forth, murmuring words of encouragement.
I am not sure how long we stayed like that, but he never complained.
"What am I going to do?" I whispered.
"We are going to have a baby." He informed me.
I leaned back to look at him ,confused.
"I know this baby isn't mine, but you don't have to do this alone. I will be here the whole time. I am not going anywhere. I promise."
"That's what he said." I choked out.
"I'm not him."
How well I knew that…
/ICUY/
"You're pregnant?"
My father stopped pacing long enough to glare at me and Mark, his face a vivid puce.
"I'm sorry Daddy." I whispered.
"How did this happen?" He asked.
"Well, you see there is an egg and then some sperm and…" Mark said.
The look my dad gave him shut him up.
"You! You…I ask you to look after my daughter, to help her and this is what happens?" He asked.
"It's not his fault." I interjected quietly.
"Then whose is it? You didn't get pregnant by yourself."
"It's not his." I said calmly, though I felt anything but calm.
That stopped my father cold.
"That little bastard!" He yelled. "He left you knowing your were pregnant?"
"He didn't know. I didn't know until last week."
"How far along are you?" He asked, finally sitting down.
I loved my dad but he tended to overreact…a lot. I had come to live with him my freshman year when my mom had moved to Boston with her husband and we were extraordinarily close. This whole situation was killing him.
"I don't know, but if I had to guess I would say four months. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow."
"I am really disappointed in you Meredith. I thought I had raised you better than that, but this is going to happen so there is no sense in dwelling on it."
He looked at Mark.
"What is your role in all this?"
"I am here for Mer. No matter what." He vowed.
My dad nodded."Looks like we are having a baby."
I know it is very very short. Next chapter will be twice this length. Please comment!