*five weeks later*

Chapter 14

Jade's POV

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The last few weeks have been hell. I wake up spend most of my day vomiting; I force myself to eat because I know the baby needs food. Beck's not getting any better. Lyla's stressed out and is upset about all of this. Everything is just so… out of place. I never pictured life like this. If I ever had kids, I wanted to be older, out of college. But now I'm 17 and pregnant, and on my own! I wish I was more careful! No I wish WE were more careful!

My mom and dad has check on me every day, so I guess it's better that I have someone here for me. Not that I'm blaming Beck!

I was on my way to the doctors. AGAIN! I hate going to the doctors, but it's time for a check up on the baby, I have to make sure it's okay.

I pulled into the parking lot and parked my car. I got out and went into the doctors' office. I walked up to the sign in sheet and signed in. I walked back to a seat and sat down. I never looked up because I was afraid of the looks I'd get. About 10 minutes later they called me back.

"Hello Jade." The nurse smiled.

"Hi." I gave a weak smile. I sat on the bed thing.

"All right Jade, can you pull your shirt up?" She asked. I did what she asked. She put the gel on and used the thingy to look at my stomach. After a few minutes of looking around she finally said something. "Everything looks good." She smiled. "How is the pregnancy coming along?" She asked.

"Good I guess. I've just been having a lot morning sickness." I told her.

"Okay, well that's normal. Anything you're worried about?"

"No."

"Okay. Well everything looks fine. I'll see you on our next appointment." She smiled and walked away. I got some paper towel and cleaned of stomach. I walked out of the office and told the nurse I was leaving. She said okay and I left.

Okay, now it's time to go see Beck. I honestly hate driving. I've drove so much lately. Normally Beck does the driving, not me. I pulled into the parking lot of the hospital and got out. I sighed and walked to the elevator and pushed the button. I waited a minute and it opened.

How can life get any worse? I honestly hate it right now! Nothing it getting better, in fact it's doing the opposite!

I walked off the elevator and walked to Beck's room.

"Jade!" Cat screamed and so did Lyla.

"Hey guys." I smiled, weakly, but I smiled.

"How was your appointment?" Cat asked.

"Fine. She said everything is fine." I told them and sat down next to Beck. "Babe, wake up. I need you. I'm pregnant and you need to wake up! Please?" I begged him, but nothing happened.

"Aww Jade!" Cat came over and hugged me. "It's going to be okay! I'm sure Beck will wake up soon and everything will be fine!" She said hugging me.

"But it's not, Cat. Even if Beck woke up, it wouldn't be okay. It never will be." I told her. It was true. Nothing will ever be okay. If Beck wakes up, we still have the baby. Neither one of us are working, but you're right Cat, everything will be okay!

I took a deep breath. Cat was right - she had to be. Everything would be okay.

"OK, Cat. How is everything going to be okay?"

"Well," She said getting up happily. "I'll be an auntie, and so will Lyla and we can both help you look after your baby!"

"Then what? When I have no money, no job and nothing to my name and the baby is old enough to realize his mother is a huge failure!"

"Jade! Your baby will love you no matter what."

"So? It doesn't mean that he'll want to be anything like me. Or Beck."

"That's not true. The baby will want to be exactly like its mommy or daddy!"

I stopped the conversation and shook my head. There was no getting through to her. "Fine Cat."
She scrunched her eyebrows together.

"Truly?"

"Truly." I sighed. I guess I'd just better believe her. The nurse walked in and gave me a picture of the baby. I hadn't asked for one; nor did I want one. I took it and put it on Beck's side table just to place it. I really did hope everything would turn out just as Cat put it.

It's going to be hard. But even if I have no money or anything. I'm going to give this child a great life. And I swear if this child tries to throw his life away after I have to go through this I'm going to hurt him, or her.

"Hey Jade?" Lyla looked up at me.

"What?" I asked. She looked… scared?

"What... if he doesn't wake up?" She looked back down with tears close to falling.

"Lyla… come here." I patted on my lap. She walked over and sat on my lap. I wrapped my arms around her. "I'm sure he'll wake up soon. I'm sure if god truly wanted him gone, he would be gone already. I'm sure god is just testing us, to see how strong we truly are. I do believe when god thinks Beck should wake up and be with his family, he will."

"But why? Why Beck? I know he's made his mistakes, but why this? He's 17 years old. He has a girlfriend he needs to be her with and support! He has me and his family! And he has his friends! His career! He has, just so much to live for!" She sobbed into my shoulder.

"Lyla… I know. But right now, this is how is has to be. All we can do is pray and hope god answers our prayers." I told her. I wasn't even that religious, but in time like these, we have to rely on god.

"But… why? I thought god was supposed to bring happiness! Not pain and suffering on us! I need him! Life at home is horrible! They hate me! The only time they're nice to me is when Beck's around! And… our little brother needs him!" Yes. Beck does have a little brother. I did know about him. He's six years-old and his name is James Carter Oliver. Beck doesn't talk about him a lot. I'm not sure why, but he just doesn't. James is adorable! He has hair that goes down to his eyes, on the sides his hair covers about half of his ears, and in the back it goes down to about the end of his neck. He looks a lot like Beck as well, his eyes are brown and he has very dark brown hair.

"I know… I know. I wish I could make him wake up, but I can't. We're both strong, we can get through this." I told her. She nodded. Speaking of James, I should have them bring him up here. I texted Beck's mom.

To: Mom2

Hey, can u bring James up here so he can c Beck? And I'm sure u want 2 c him as well..

From: Jade

To: Jade

Yeah. How is he? We'll come up there soon.

From: Mom2

To: Mom2

He's… well… alive. And alright.

From: Jade

To: Jade

Ok. We are on our way.

From: Mom2

I'm surprised she's coming. She really doesn't care about her kids, I mean, she cares enough. But she could care a lot more than she does.

"Jade!" James screamed as he ran into the room. He jumped into my arms.

"Hey kiddo." I smiled. I was always different around James, but this whole situation has changed me.

"I missed you!" He hugged me tighter then looked at Beck. "Beck, stop being lazy and wake up! Please?" He said. It was cute, but sad at the same time. James climbed on the bed and sat next to Beck. James just stared at him for a few minutes and then looked at me. "Jade, he's not going to wake up is he?"

"I'm sure he will sweetie! It might be a while though…" I told him. After all of this, I'm not even sure if I believe it. But they need to hear this. He smiled at me.

"Thanks Jade." He said.

"Um, Jade? Can I talk to you?" Beck's mom asked me.

"Sure." I stood up and walked over to her. We went into the hallway so we can talk privately.

"Beck's father and I are going out of town. Do you mind watching the kids for me?" She asked. I knew there was a reason that she actually came.

"Um… sure. How long are you going to be out of town?" I asked her.

"A few weeks." She said, almost too quickly. I can tell there's something that she's planning. I'm not sure what, but she's planning something.

"Okay." I said, I had a hint of suspicion in my voice.

"Thank you. We're leaving in two weeks. So I'm sure that's enough time to get everything together, right?" She asked.

"Um, yeah. It's enough time." I told her. She nodded and we both walked into Beck's room again.

"Hey." James smiled. This kid sure does smile a lot. I smiled back.

"James we're going to get going soon, okay? Lyla are you going to come with me or stay for a little while?" Beck's mother asked.

"I'm going to stay." Lyla responded.

"Aww, I wanna stay too!" James pouted.

"No James."

"Mommy?" He argued.

"I said no James. End of it."

"But what if Jade drove me home with Ly?" He asked, still not giving up.

"No James. I'm going to go to the bathroom, when I get back we're leaving." She said and walked away. James pouted more.

"Ly, mom's being a –"

"James." Lyla warned. Wow, this kid shouldn't even be cussing. He's six. But it's kind of funny. If he was my kid, I know he wouldn't be using that kind of language.

"Well, she is! She's being mean!" He said.

"Well what's new?" Lyla asked. A couple of minutes later Mrs. Oliver appeared.

"Let's go James." She said.

"I wanna stay!"

"Now." She said.

"Fine." He ran over to me and I picked him up and gave him a hug.

"Be good for mommy." I whispered in his ear.

He nodded. "I love you." He hugged me one last time and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I smiled and gave him a kiss back.

"I love you too." I put him down. "Be good!" I told him one last time. He nodded and then he disappeared with his mom.

"What did my mother want to talk to you about?" Lyla asked.

"She asked if I could watch after you and James while her and your dad were out of town."

"I don't need watching, I'm not a child," Lyla protested.

"You sound like your brother," I said smiling. She was just a kid, in all honesty, and she did need looking after. I don't think she's even been eating properly - not that I could judge for that. As I got smaller, my stomach got bigger. I was about three months now and even though I knew I wasn't showing much, inside I felt huge.

"I don't. And I don't need a baby sitter; maybe James does, but not me!"

"Yeah, okay. I promised your mom, and I will follow through with it. You can stay at my place, so you won't mind too much will you." I said as a statement rather than a question. She shook her head angrily.

"I can't believe you're taking her side!" She fumed at me. I raised my eyebrow.

"You're just proving to me that you are a baby and need a sitter." She huffed and sat down. I think she's at that awkward not-a-kid-not-an-adult stage. She's still a kid though, no matter what she says. I sat down next to Beck and took his hand. I talked to him while Lyla sulked on her phone.

"Do you want to arrange whatever you want at mine tonight?" Lyla nodded. "Good. Stop sulking now?" She nodded finally coming over. She took Beck's other hand and put her head on his stomach.

"Oh Beck," She said sighing. "I wish you'd wake up. For me, for Jade, for James. For your baby, Beck." She sighed again.

I sighed. This is torture! For me, her, James, and everyone! I just wish he would wake his handsome ass up! He means the world to me and his family, most of them. You know, I wish I could go back in time. Make sure I didn't get jealous. Make sure we didn't have that fight. The fight that ruined everything. Messed up the relationship. Messed up Beck. The fight that ruined Beck. My Beck. I wish everything went back to how it was. Like whenever me and Beck were alone, we both would be laughing like no tomorrow. I loved it that why. I loved everything. But now, I hate it. I hate the fact Beck's in a coma. I hate that he went back to drugs. I hate the fact I need him the most right now. I began singing quietly,

"I like your smile
But even introductions need to last awhile
Sometimes I don't know if I'm right or wrong
And in the end it seems like everything is worse when you're gone

There is no upper hand
I'm giving you mine
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time
There's things that I could say
But hear it my way
I want to let you know that it's all okay

So there you are
Mistakenly mistaken for a deeper scar
A hole in your heart
And the same for me
Is everything you touch keeping you down
or setting you free

There is no upper hand
I'm giving you mine
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time
There's things that I could say
But hear it my way
I want to let you know that it's all okay

Shelter my eyes from the sun
And wait for the birds to fly by
Trying to reach every one
And know what you're feeling inside
Deep in my head now it's like a dream goodbye

There is no upper hand
I'm giving you mine
It doesn't have to end up wasting your time
There's things that I could say
But hear it my way
I want to let you know that it's all okay
Want to let you know that it's all okay
Want to let you know
That it's all okay"

I stopped singing and looked down. I love singing this song. It made everything seem a lot better than it really was. I wish things were better. I wish I weren't pregnant and I wish Beck weren't almost dead. But this was all true and nothing I said would stop it. I'd just have to pray and get on with it. Every day after we went home I prayed. I hoped Lyla did too. Speaking of Lyla she was getting up as I thought.

"Lyla?" I asked.

"What?"

"Where are you going?"

"Home," She said quickly. "I have to get all my stuff. Do you want to come with?" I shook my head. I wanted to spend every minute I could with Beck at the moment. Who knows, this time might be all I have... She walked out of the room and Beck and I was left alone. I spent about another hour or two in his room, and then went home. Lyla came over and we began to get things ready for when they stay with me.

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AN:

Hey guys! It's Sunday! And just like I said! I told you I would update every Sunday! And probably every chapter will have a doctors appoint in it. Like I said, each chapter will probably cover a month of her being pregnant.

Thank you to everyone who is reading this story! I really appreciate it! Thank you!

Please review? Pleaaaaseeee!

~Jay