Chapter 11
Mitchie's POV
"M-mom," I whispered.
"Yes Mitchie?"
My mom's voice ran through the phone. More tears welled in my eyes. I know this would disappoint her.
"I need to tell you something..."
"Yes?" She answered.
"Well I went to a party the other night; and," I blinked back tears. "I was raped, Mom."
"Mitchie honey, I'm so sorry! Are you pregnant?" Mom asked.
"I don't know, I'm going to the doctors today. Shane stepped in and pretty much saved me," I wiped my face of tears.
"What about Tess?" My mom asked again.
"He broke up with her, because she had a problem with him helping me. I'm sorry Mom, for letting you down..." I sighed.
I heard my mom laugh, "Mitchie this isn't your fault. I believe you're being responsible, I'm proud of you. What's your option if you are indeed pregnant?"
"I'm not aborting it, I would never kill a baby. Depending on how it goes, and if I get attached, I'll keep it. If not, I guess I'll put it up for adoption," I got upset thinking of that thought, and looked down at my stomach, "I might keep it mom."
"Well; if you want to keep it then I'll support you the whole way. I love you," Mom said.
"Love you too, I gotta go. Bye," I hung up.
"You okay?" Shane asked, rubbing my back.
I shook my head no, and he engaged me in a hug.
"Everything's so hard, Shane," I felt a tear roll down my cheek. "I want things to go back to normal!"
"Things are normal; God gave this to you because he knew you could handle it. He put you in a situation in which you need people who love you by your side; and that's us. We love you Mitchie, you never have to worry about losing us." Shane told me.
A chill ran through my body, causing me to shiver. Shane hugged me tighter.
"Wanna go now?"
I nodded, and he helped me stand up. We drove to the doctors, unnoticed by paparazzi.
Shane put his arm protectively around me and helped me into the doctor's office. We checked in and sat down. I glanced upon the walls; and gulped. There was one that read; Teenage Mom? Choose the right choice.
Shane followed my gaze and squeezed my hand reassuringly.
"Torres?" The old lady called. I stood up and Shane followed me in to the back.
"Sit with me," I said quietly. Shane sat next to me, and squeezed my hand.
A girl walked in, looking about 34 years old. Her blonde hair was in a bun, and her glasses were on the bridge of her nose.
"Hello, My names Dr. Lisa," Lisa said; extending her hand.
"Nice to meet you," I whispered. "I'm Mitchie, this is Shane."
"Fantastic!" Lisa had a friendly grin on her face, allowing me to feel more comfortable.
"So you're here to see if you're pregnant?"
"Well, I was rap-," I choked on a few tears.
"I'm so sorry honey," Lisa put an encouraging hand on my shoulder, "it wasn't by this man, right?"
"Oh no, no! Shane's my best friend, he saved me," I whispered, "I just want to find out if I'm pregnant or not."
"Alright." Lisa handed me a cup, and I knew what to do.
I came back, and we waited the 15 minutes for the results.
"Shane, promise me that whatever happens, you won't let me change? Or you won't judge me?"
"I promise Mitchie, with all my heart." Shane squeezed my hand encouragingly.
The doctor stepped into the room.
"Mitchie, Shane, I have your results."
Shane squeezed my hand again and Lisa handed me a paper. I closed my eyes, slowly opened them and flipped the paper over to reveal a blurry, black and white picture..
"Congratulations, Mitchie, you are indeed pregnant." Lisa said, smiling.
"Where's the baby?" Shane asked, looking at the picture.
"Here's its head, and its feet. In about 2-4 months, I'll be able to tell you the gender."
My lip quivered, "T-thanks."
We left the doctors and drove back to the hotel where we were staying.
The car ride was silent, but Shane held onto my hand reassuringly. I wasn't crying, but my face was pressed up against the car window.
"Are you going to keep it?" Shane asked.
"Of course I am, I can't kill it."
"No, I mean, after it's born," Shane said, looking at me while pulling into the hotel parking lot.
"If I find someone who will be its dad," I glanced at Shane, "Not you. You've done way too much..."
"Mitch you know I wouldn't mind," Shane argued gently. We got out of the car.
"It wouldn't be right if we were just friends with a kid," I replied.
"So then lets not be friends," Shane whispered, leading me into the hotel.
"What?" I asked, tears welling up behind my eyes, "You don't want to be friends?"
"No! No, I do, but I wanna be more, Mitchie." Shane looked at me and cupped my cheeks softly, "I still love you."
I threw my arms around him, and nodded against his shoulder.
"I still love you too," I mumbled.
Shane smiled and pressed his lips to my forehead. We walked to the elevator, and went to the suite where we were all staying.
"How is it?" Caitlyn asked, biting her lip.
"I'm pregnant." I whispered. "I'm going to have a baby."
Caitlyn hugged me, "Oh my gosh! We can go shopping, and we get to buy super cute furniture! This is exciting!"
I laughed. Leave it to Caitlyn to find the positive.
"Will you be its God Mother?" I asked.
"Are you serious?" Caitlyn asked her eyes wide.
I nodded, "and Jason for the God Father."
Caitlyn nodded.
I pulled her aside, letting go of Shane's hand.
"Shane and I are going out again," I smiled.
"Aw!" Caitlyn squealed, "so he's going to be the 'father'?"
I nodded.
"I'm so happy for you Mitchie!" Caitlyn hugged me again.
"Thanks; I'm gonna shower and go to bed, night!"
I took a quick shower and threw on shorts and a sweatshirt. I walked into the main part of the hotel suite and walked up to Shane.
"Can I have one of your shirts?" I asked shyly.
Shane nodded and walked with me to his bed area. He grabbed a black and gray shirt and handed it to me. I stepped into the bathroom, slipped it on and stepped back out.
"You can sleep on my bed, I'll sleep on the couch." Shane said, laying me down.
"No you'll sleep right next to me," I mumbled, curling up.
"Alright, goodnight Mitchie," Shane whispered.
"Night Shane."
I closed my eyes as he kissed my cheek softly. He placed a hand on my tummy and put his lips there next.
"Night lil baby," Shane cooed.
I grinned widely, and fell asleep peacefully for the first time in a long time.