Riven stared at her long and hard. Musa had to look down. His gaze was so intense. It made her feel uncomfortable.
"Well say something." Musa folded her arms across her chest.
" You think?" He reached forward touching her hand.
" Yeah I don't know for sure. I'm almost 3 weeks late."Musa squeezed his hand.
" Okay then. First things first. Let's find out for sure." He stood up.
" Now?" Musa groaned.
" Yes now!" He pulled her to her feet. Riven touched Musa stomach lightly. " It's going to be okay Musa. No matter what happens. I promise." He'd always had a way of comforting her even in her hardest times.
They drove to a walk- in clinic on Riven's leva-bike. Huge mistake. Riven, as Musa had ever so inconveniently forgotten, was a champion leva-bike RACER. He drove fast no matter where he was going.
" Riven!" Musa screamed, trying to be heard over the roar of the engine. " Slow down!"
" Oh sorry!" He pulled to a stop. " I'm sorry Musa! We were going pretty fast huh?" He revved the engine and took off again, not as fast this time, but still fast.
" So Musa," The doctor jotted some things down on a clip board. " What seems to be the problem?"
"Well," Musa looked at her hands. "I think I might be pregnant."
The doctor nodded and wrote something down. "Okay. Why do you think that?"
" Well...I'm almost 3 weeks late." She glanced at Riven. He was sitting back in his chair, arms cross over his chest, pretending he didn't care. Musa knew he was very interested in what the doctor was saying. She knew him way too well.
"All right then. I'm just going to ask you a few questions then we'll give you a test okay?" She smiled warmly.
"Okay." Musa looked at Riven. He was smiling back.
"First how old are you?" the doctor asked, her pencil poised.
"I'm 19 years old." Musa replied.
"Birth date?"
"May 30th"
"Place of Origin?"
"Melody Fairyland."
"Current address?"
"6A Magix Hall."
"Phone number?"
"389-742-1270."
"Okay. Parents"
"Ho-Boe. My dad."
"Okay then Musa. Right this way please." She opened the door. Riven stood up to follow.
"Oh, no. You stay there." The doctor snapped. "I have to ask you some questions as well."
"Uh. Okay then. I'll be here Musa." Riven plunked himself back down on the chair.
"All right then." The doctor picked up a new form. "Name?"
"Riven."
"And how old are you?"
"20."
"Birth date?"
"October 15th."
"Place of Origin?"
Riven shrugged.
"Excuse me?" The doctor looked up.
"I don't have one." Riven replied simply.
The doctor just shook her head and moved on to the next question.
"Relation to Musa?"
"Oh well we're not actually related. Im her fiancé."
"I see. Then was this baby planned?"
"You mean you gave her the test already?"
"No. But if she is pregnant, have you been trying to have a baby?"
"Well...no. No we didn't actually..." Riven crossed his arms. "Look are you going to give her the test or not?"
"Yes we will. But first I need this form. If she is pregnant what are you planning to do with it?"
"Well I don't really know. If she's pregnant then we'll decide okay? Now just give her the damn test already so we can get out of here!" Riven snarled.
"Excuse me! I'm just trying to do my job!" the doctor stuck her nose in the air and waddled out of the room.
15 minutes later Musa padded back into the examination room.
"So?" Riven looked up from the magazine he had been flipping through.
"They'll have the results in by tomorrow morning. They'll call me."
"Okay. Whatever. Let's just get out of here!"
Riven pulled into the driveway of the apartment. He watched Musa get off, but didn't budge himself.
"Come-on." Musa narrowed her eyes.
"Nah. I'm going for a drive. Be back later." He gunned the engine, and turned in a circle sharply, causing dust to fly into Musa's face.
"Riven!" She screamed in rage. But he was already too far away to hear.
Musa walked briskly to the elevator and pushed the button to the 4th floor. 'How could he?' Musa thought. 'Here I am maybe pregnant and he ditches me and put dust in my face!' By the time Musa reached her floor, she was convinced that Riven was the more arrogant pig she would ever meet and that he didn't even love her!
When she opened the door, the first thing she noticed was the flashing one message on the machine. She pressed play.
"Hi Musa! It's me! Call me this time! I love you!" From her dad. She smiled then picked up the phone to call him.
"Daddy! Hi! I got your message. I miss you!" She greeted him cheerily.
"Musa! I just called to say hi. How are you honey?"
"I'm pretty good. How are you?"
"Excellent! How would you like it if I came to visit this weekend?"
"Oh. This weekend?" Musa's heart started racing.
"Yes this weekend! Well tomorrow since today's Friday. When you came we barely spent any time together, with you leaving early and all. Oh and by the way, did you take care of whatever you had to take care of?"
"Not yet. But it should be taken care of by tomorrow morning." Musa closed her eyes. She hoped it would be taken care of. She didn't want to be pregnant. Not yet anyway.
"Great. Then I'll come in the afternoon. Sound good?"
"Yeah daddy. Fine."
"Perfect! So it's a date then. Well I'd better go. I'm going to a concert tonight."
"Bye daddy. Have fun! See you tomorrow!"
"I love you Musa!"
"You too Daddy."
Musa sighed. She changed into her pajamas and settled herself in front of the TV. There was nothing on that interested her, but she was bored and had nothing better to do. After 2 hours or so, she flicked off the TV. Riven still wasn't back yet. Musa, lifted up her shirt to reveal her tummy. She held her hands there, letting their warmth soothe her. Could she really be pregnant? Musa yawned. She looked at the clock. It was only 5. She strode through the kitchen and grabbed her new favourite food choice, an apple. She went to the bedroom and picked up her guitar and started strumming. She got lost in her music and lost track of time. The next time she looked at the clock, it was quarter to 12. Musa put away her guitar and decided that she would just go to bed. Riven still wasn't back from his drive. But Musa didn't really care anymore. She covered herself up and turned off the lights.
At 2:16 in the morning, Musa woke up. She felt around on the other side of the bed. No Riven. Where was he? She got out of bed and walked into the dark living room. No Riven. She was starting to get worried. But went back to bed with a bad feeling in her stomach.
At 3:54, Musa felt a tap on her shoulder. She sat up with a jolt and fired a sonic boom in the direction of her awakener.
"Holy-" The figure barely dodged her blast. "What was that for?"
It was Riven. Finally back.
"Riven! What are you doing?" Musa hissed.
"Jeez! What we're you trying to do? Kill me?" He was on the floor, rubbing the back of his head.
"What are you doing?" She repeated. "Where were you? You've been gone 13 hours! Why?"'
"Calm down princess." He said sitting himself next to her on the bed. Riven started rubbing her back. "I drove to your realm."
"Why?" She was so relaxed...
"I was going to talk to your dad. But he wasn't there."
"You where what!?" Musa sat up, pushing him off her.
"I was. He wasn't there. I was going to tell him about our engagement. But I knew you wouldn't be in the mood so I thought it would be best if I only went."
"Well we can tell him tomorrow. He's coming. Here."
"What!? Tomorrow! But isn't that..." He looked at her stomach.
"Yeah it is. But that's in the morning. Dad's coming in the afternoon. Plus I think we should tell him...if we have to...that I'm having a baby."
"Actually Musa," Riven stroked her hair. "I need to talk to you about that. What would you be wanting to do...about the...you know."
"Well what do you think?" Musa closed her eyes. She just wanted to sleep.
"We're keeping it." Riven said immediately without any hesitation or second thought.
Musa suddenly realized that Riven could relate to this situation very well. He never had met his father and his mother had abandoned him very young. He didn't want to be like his dad. He wanted to be a good father. Musa smiled. He wanted to undo his own father's mistake.
She nodded. "I think your right. No matter what happens. We keep it."
"Thank you Musa." Riven kissed her softly. Musa had no idea why he was thanking her. But she just went along with it.
"Your welcome."
The next day, Musa woke up at 7. She didn't bother getting dressed. Musa just paced by the phone. Riven got up an hour later and joined her. They waited, and waited. Then, finally at 10:30, the phone rang. Musa pounced on it.
"Hello?"
"Hello This is Magix Clinic calling for Musa."
"Yes this is her."
"Musa we have the results of your pregnancy test."
"Okay. And?"
"Well I'm not allowed to actually give them to you. I'm the receptionist. Would you like me to get your doctor on the line?"
"Yes please."
"All right then. Please hold."
"Well?" Riven asked impatiently.
"Shut up I'm-"
"Hello, Musa?
"Yes, uh sorry about that"
"I have the results here."
"Okay." Musa took a breath. Her nails dug into Riven's shoulder.
"Your test came in positive. So that means your pregnant."
Musa opened her mouth but no wards came out. She must have paused for quite some time because the doctor said.
"Hello? Are you still there?"
"Uh...yes." Musa whispered.
"Pardon?"
Musa cleared her throat. "Yes I'm here."
"Good then would you like to set up an appointment for a examination?"
"Yes please."