Big Time Growing Up Chapter 11
After diner, Mrs. Knight happily took the time to talk to the young couple. They were seated in the kitchen, while Kendall, Carlos, James and Katie were playing a game of Bio Battle Blast in the living room.
"So, you guys took your relationship to the next level," Mrs. Knight said.
The young couple nodded.
"You're still pretty young," Mrs. Knight said. Logan immediately felt his cheeks heat up.
"We have been dating seriously for a while now," Camille started to explain. "We were both ready for more." She took Logan's hand in hers.
"You really are very much in love," Jennifer Knight agreed. "I do hope you took precautions?"
Logan now blushed and looked at his feet.
"Logan?" She asked getting worried by now. "You're the smart one! I do hope you protected yourselves."
"I .. uh .. wasn't prepared," he stuttered. "We didn't exactly plan for it to happen, you know. And .. uh .. I didn't have anything on me at the time."
Mama Knight glared daggers at him.
"Don't be mad at Logie, Mrs. Knight," Camille said. "It was completely my fault. I told him it was okay and I do take birth control. So technically, we were well protected."
"I'm sorry," Logan stuttered again.
"Do you, Logan. Do you regret what happened?" Jennifer Knight said. "Be honest!"
He nervously scratched the back of his neck and looked at his girlfriend for support. She smiled at him and he couldn't help but fall for her charms.
"No actually. No regret what so ever," he said in a confident way. He put his arm around Camille's shoulders.
"That's what I like to hear," Jennifer Knight said smiling. "I respect your decision, but please be very careful from now on. If you ever need to talk, know you can always come to me. The both of you."
Both teens nodded happily.
"Uh … Mama Knight?" Logan asked a little insecure. "Are you going to tell my mom about this?"
"No, Logan. This is going to be our little secret for now," she said. "I don't intend to tell Camille's dad anything either."
Camille sighed in relieve.
A few weeks passed and the young couple could easily see one another at apartment 2J upon simple request. When Camille's dad was away on business trip, Camille got to spend the night at her boyfriend's. Kendall moved in with Carlos and James, so Camille could share the room with Logan. That weekend, Camille's dad left once again for a two week business trip. Because he was gone for a longer period of time, Logan decided to move in with Camille for the time being.
Camille hadn't been feeling at all well the past week. She looked paler than usual and was tired all the time. Her boyfriend was worried she caught the flu and looked after her and had fuzzed over her the entire week. But that morning, Camille woke up and felt even more miserable. Her stomach did strange flips and she ended up having to throw up. She felt miserable. Logan was out to get them breakfast as he had done every morning for the past week.
"Cami, I'm back," he said cheerfully. "Are you up, babe."
Camille tried to get up and walk towards the door. Her eyes were bloodshot and here long dark curls were glued to her face. She looked a mess.
"Cami, what's wrong?" Logan asked when he saw her emerge from the bathroom.
"Oh, Logie, I don't feel well," she said weakly and her knees buckled from underneath her body.
Logan caught her just in time and carried her towards the couch. She regained consciousness straight away. He asked her what was wrong and she told him everything. He went into doctor mode and gently put a hand to her forehead. She didn't feel warm at all. Camille felt nauseous once again and Logan carried her to the bathroom so she could throw up again. Logan gently massaged her shoulders.
"It's okay, baby," he said softly. "You probably have the stomach flu."
Camille now started to cry uncontrollably.
"What is it, Cami? What's wrong?" He asked.
"Logie, I think it's way worse than that," she said still crying. "I have been late already and now with the nausea ..."
"Oh, God," he whispered. "You don't think … Do you think you're …"
"Could be," Camille sobbed.
"But, but … You're on the pill," Logan stuttered.
Camille just simply nodded.
"Let's do a test," he suggested. "Do you want me to get you one?"
Camille looked surprised. "Really," she said. "Would you do that? But what if the paparazzi saw you with this test?"
They talked about it some more and decided to talk to Mrs. Knight. Logan took his Iphone and called her. Jennifer Knight was busy cleaning up her kitchen after it had been invaded by a bunch of wild teens. They had all gone out to the pool, so she had time to help the young couple. She hurried towards Camille's apartment and Logan let her in.
"What's going on, here?" She asked Logan worriedly.
Camille was lying in the couch with blood shot eyes and a tear stained face.
"She has thrown up a couple of times," Logan explained.
"Maybe you just caught Logan's stomach flu bug, sweetie," Mrs. Knight said softly.
"No, I don't think so," Camille sobbed. Logan tenderly stroked her long dark hair.
"I'm late," she told Jennifer Knight.
"Camille, do you think you're pregnant?" Jennifer Knight asked.
Camille shrugged her shoulders still sobbing. Jennifer Knight noticed how all color drained from Logan's face.
"It's alright," Mrs. Knight said. "Don't panic. Let's try and find out what is going on first. Camille, can you get dressed? We're going to the doctor. Logan, can you find your car keys for me, honey?"
Logan nervously nodded his head.
Jennifer Knight helped Camille get dressed and Logan carried her to the elevator and his car. He gently put his girlfriend on the back seat of his car and Mrs. Knight sat down beside her. "Will you be able to drive, sweetie?" She asked Logan. He nodded, sighed and climbed behind the wheel. "It will be alright, sweetie," she said soothingly. "No need to panic."
