-Tuesday, March 15, 1:21 pm/Maple Valley Regional Hospital-
Well, here I am, writing in this stupid thing again. Mary told me I still need to write in it while I'm here. I still think it's stupid.
I liked not having to go to counseling yesterday. I didn't have to hurry to eat my lunch. But, of course I had to go today. Mary read my Sunday entry and talked to me for a long time. She asked me why I didn't get an abortion if I hate being pregnant so much. I didn't want to tell her I wasn't going to kill anyone again, so I just told her John wanted to keep it. Wait, she's going to read this. Whatever.
Yesterday I had an ultrasound to make sure Peanut is okay. Yeah, Peanut. John wants to call the baby Peanut until we find out what it is and we actually name it. Anyway, everything was fine. I'll be thirteen weeks on Friday. That's hard to believe.
John also wants to start looking at houses. I've been looking at some online, and nothing in our area seems to be in our price range. John says we'll probably have to live in my apartment for a little bit after we get married. We might even have to live there up until Peanut is born. (I'm going to call the baby Peanut until we actually name it.) I don't want to have to do that. The apartment is too small.
Life still sucks.
Vriska put down her pen and sighed. God, she was ready to be out of there. She couldn't wait to get back to work so she could make some money to go towards Peanut. She couldn't wait to make some money in general.
It wouldn't be much money, but...still. She really wished she was in college like Terezi so she could have a better chance of getting a better job. But she couldn't afford to go to college. John would have to get a really good job if they wanted to get by.
But Vriska didn't want to think about that now. They weren't even getting married until the end of April. Everything would be fine.
Vriska heard a knock on the door and looked up. That's right...visiting hours opened at three. But didn't John say he would stop by at around five?
"Come in," she said, unsure of who it was.
Once she saw who it was, though, she rolled her eyes. "What are you guys doing here?" She asked.
"Well, we thought we'd go visit you to be nice people," Karkat said, crossing his arms. "But apparently not."
"Why are you just now coming, though? I've been in here since Friday night."
"We've been meaning to come, it's just...we've been so busy." Terezi sighed.
"When did you get so busy?"
"Vriska, you know I have classes in the morning and afternoon five days a week, and I work every evening minus Sunday."
Karkat decided to change the subject. "So what'd you do to wind up here?" he asked in an annoyed tone.
Vriska knew she couldn't really tell them why without mentioning the baby. Dammit. She didn't want to have to tell them. But John had said it'd be better to tell them sooner than later...
"I'm pregnant."
Terezi scoffed. "Haha, Vriska. That's very funny."
She and Karkat had lived on Earth a lot longer than Vriska had. They knew what being pregnant meant. They also knew it probably wasn't a pleasant experience.
"No, I'm serious." Vriska leaned over and grabbed her journal off the bedside tray. She knew the ultrasound picture was in there somewhere…
"Ah." She flipped to the page in the composition book she had stuck the ultrasound picture on. "Look."
Terezi took the picture from Vriska's hands. "Welp."
"What?" Karkat peered over Terezi's shoulder. "Oh."
"And...it's human?" Terezi asked.
"Apparently."
"Well, good luck!" Terezi laughed.
Vriska rolled her eyes. "You don't seem to care."
"It's not my problem!" Terezi smiled. "Have fun!"
"Whatever. Just don't tell anyone else about it." Vriska shrugged. "That was easy."
Terezi handed the picture back to her. "I mean, we're basically human now. It should be fine. I hope."
Karkat's eyes widened. "Wait, Terezi, are you saying you're—"
"No, no, no, no!" Terezi laughed nervously. "I meant, if we ever planned on having any—"
"No."
"Al-right." Terezi looked back to Vriska. "Well, we're going to leave now…"
"Alright."
"Good luck with everything, I guess."
-7:14 pm, the Egberts' house-
"John Egbert, there is no way you're buying a house!"
"But Dad, I know what I'm getting myself into!" John argued. "And besides, there's no way we'd be able to fit into one of those tiny apartments with all the baby stuff!"
"Well, that's your fault for not using protection when you had sex!" Mr. Egbert slammed his hands onto the counter. "That was easily preventable! You're smart enough to know that, John! And now you're going to be a dad at just twenty years old!"
"Dad, you know Vriska's different! Neither of us knew that she would get pregnant!"
"But protection is common sense unless you're planning for a child! I don't understand why you didn't use it!"
John crossed his arms. "You never answered my question about whether or not you'll help pay for our house."
"The answer is no!" Mr. Egbert shouted. "I'm already paying for the wedding and the honeymoon, and not to mention you tricked me into helping out your friends Karkat and Terezi last year! Just because we have a lot of money doesn't mean you can take advantage of the situation! So no, you'll have to pay for this yourself!"
"Dad—" John sighed. "Vriska was really depending on you for this."
"Well, Vriska needs to learn to depend on herself! Both of you make your own money, why do you keep asking me for money to borrow?"
"Dad, Vriska is in the hospital! She can't do anythi—"
"Well, that's her fault for being so careless! She obviously cares more about herself than your baby! She's obviously not mature enough to raise a child! I don't even understand what you see in her!"
John threw his hands up into the air. "That's it. I'm done arguing. I'm just gonna go upstairs and go to bed, even though it's not even 7:30…"
"Alright. Do whatever you want." Mr. Egbert sighed and turned around as John went upstairs.
John sat down on his bed and sighed. His dad was never this hard to agree with, and he never got this angry. And it was all over Vriska.
What was wrong with Vriska? She was just Vriska. Well, Vriska plus one. But that wasn't necessarily a bad thing! I mean, Vriska wasn't that bad of a person. She was just insecure. And Mr. Egbert wasn't really helping her to get over that.
What happened to fun Dad? What happened to the Dad that always baked cakes, the Dad that basically encouraged practical joking? Ever since John had starting dating Vriska, that Dad had slowly disappeared.
Still March 15.
John called me earlier. He said that his dad isn't helping us pay for our house and he wants us to pay for all of it ourselves. I'm almost ready to scrap the idea alltogether. It's going to be so expensive.
Karkat and Terezi got lucky, since their house was a foreclosure—whatever that means—but I don't think we'll be that lucky. Most of the houses I've seen online are like several hundred thousand or something.
This isn't fair. John and I don't make enough money to buy our own house, and Mr. Egbert knows that. I think he just wants to prove to us how hard life will be with a baby.
I still don't understand why he doesn't realize that I seriously didn't know I'd get pregnant! No matter how hard we stress it to him, he still doesn't believe us.
I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. Nothing ever seems to go my way.
Maybe staying here was a bad idea.
Well, this was pretty much a filler chapter. I didn't like it that much.
excuse the OOC Karkat, Terezi, and Dad.
Guest: Thank you! I'm working on the next chapter now!
