I Am Either Nexus… or Against Him?

So, I don't know, some of you guys seemed disappointed because Ohmigod! She threw a pregnancy in!
Heh, well rest assured guys, I will hopefully bring you the reaction you're looking for… or not, lol!

Hopefully you enjoy this!
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Chapter Eight: What Hurts The Most…

With the countdown to Survivor Series already in full swing, it made it harder to lay my head at night. Clarissa has tried to sit down and talk to me, telling me I should do the right thing and tell Stu about the pregnancy despite the fact of whether or not it's legitimate just yet.

"He still has the right to know, you two did do this together and if you are pregnant, you're only going to start showing as the months progress,"

She hit me hard when she said that but I know she's right. Stu does have every right to know that we may have conceived a child, he deserves to know that Clarissa and I have spoke to my doctor down in Florida, who will see me come the weekend of the Survivor Series pay-per-view event and more than anything, he has every right to accompany me there to know whether or not the pregnancy is confirmed.

I have no doubts though, the only thing that worries me is his reaction when I tell him, whenever I get the chance to see him or speak to him one-on-one.

As I walk down the hall, toward my hotel room, my phone began to vibrate in my coat pocket. I thought it was Clarissa, but as my eyes met the cracked screen, I realize it is Ted. I sigh and then press the green 'talk' button. "Hello?" I struggle with my duffle bags to as I attempt to find my room key in the pocket of my coat.

"Hey, Clarissa and I are gonna grab some grub in some restaurant downtown with a couple of the others, you game?" he asks just as I found what I was looking for and shoved it into the key slot.

"Actually, I'm just going to unpack and unwind a bit, have a long week ahead of me, with all the stuff that's going on," I reply, as I struggle to jiggle open the door with my semi-free hand, my duffel bag hanging from my arm left it very hard to do this.

"Are you sure?" Ted asks. "I mean, I would think you need some time out for that kind of thing," he answers; I could hear the shrug in his tone.

As soon as the door opened, I walk in and lay down my bags on the bed. "Really, I just want to relax, I'm all tense and I really need some sleep," I confess. I shook my jacket off, throwing it down on the bed. "Listen, if I'm feeling up to it in an hour or so, I'll meet up with you guys,"

"Alright," Teds voice hung with disappointment but what do they expect from me? I am in the middle of arguing with my power hungry fiancé and I'm pregnant; God, all I'm looking for is a break!

We hung up with each other soon after that. I laid the phone down on the nightstand and plug it into the charger. I didn't bother to settle myself in; instead, I grab my netbook from its carrying case and relax almost comfortably on the bed.

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I spent a tiny bit of my time looking through pregnancy sites; what to expect in the upcoming weeks, physically and emotionally wise, at least, the rest of my time I forced myself to scan through old pictures of Stu and I during our many escapades with the WWE. As I skip through loads of them, I stop at one particular photo; it was when my younger sister had given birth to my niece.

My eyes stare, observing the picture closely, noticing how tense and uncomfortable he was about holding her. My memory brings me back to that day, we had only recently became engaged, maybe a few months or so but what strikes me hard was remembering the conversation we were having while we drove back to the hotel that we were staying at, from her home that evening.

"Do you think we'll have a baby that beautiful when the time comes?"

I had asked him thinking he'd reply with something cute and adorable like 'Yeah, babe, we're going to have the most beautiful child.' or at least anything like that but no, he didn't even want to acknowledge the idea.

"I really don't want to think about children, my career takes over a majority of my time; it's my main focus. Children just aren't in the cards for a man like me."

I sigh to myself as I close my computer; it hurts to think about his reaction but even more than that, the constant thought of this baby hurts more. Who would they look like more, whose features would the baby receive more of, Stu or me?

I shake my head; I don't need this right now.


I want to hold off on the reaction for one more chapter, so it'll probably be in the next one!
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