Chapter 21: "Inconceivable!"
Once settled into our spots: Maya's head in Cam's lap on one couch, my head on Brian's chest on the other couch, and Tris with Tori, snuggling on the loveseat. We had just finished The Princess Bride and we had all begun to get into that strange state of overtired behavior, when everything is funny and you nod off halfway through a conversation. Maya was the first asleep, lightly snoring, Cam playing with her hair. Next was Tris, who grabbed a blanket and lied down, spreading his legs out, a letting out a big yawn, slowly drifting in and out of sleep. Then Tori and Cam fell asleep shortly after. Brian and I were the last two. I got up to turn off the tv, and went back to Brian, finding comfort in his supportive arms. The house was dark, and besides Maya's snoring and everyone elses breathing, the only sound came from the hum of the refrigerator and the running dishwasher.
School in two days, that's a scary thought. Starting a new school, new people judging me. Oh well, at least I had 5 other familiar faces to look up to in the hallways.
After one of the best night's sleep I've had in the longest time, I needed to get up. Today Maya and I were headed to the clinic to double check the results of our home pregnancy test.
Tristen was the first one up. He made breakfast, so we all woke up to the smell of bacon cooking. Oh that boy. What I would give to have him be my brother. He's caring, yet sassy and fun. He's the trifecta of perfection.
"Thanks Tris!" I say, yanking a piece of bacon from the plate he'd set on the kitchen table. He'd laid out an amazing spread: chocolate chip pancakes, freshly cut strawberries, toast, waffles, homemade apple butter, freshly squeezed orange juice and bacon. Along with a giant vat of coffee. "No problem. I have to train myself to get up early 2 weeks before school starts, so I decided to put my culinary talents to the test and make breakfast for my favorite people." "Aww, love you Tris." Tori says, hugging Tristen and swiping a waffle from the plate behind him. "You only love me for my amazing cooking skills." He jokes, putting the dirty dishes into the sink, and beginning to wash them. "Tris, aren't you gonna eat?" Maya asked, looking at him with concern in her eyes. "I made myself an egg white omelet with red bell peppers and chives along with some raspberry tea and scones. There are more scones in the oven if you want any." Tristen said, revealing the food he'd mentioned, taking a few bites, then retiring to the sink to scrub at the dishes. "Tris, sit down, I'll do them later." Maya stated kindly, gently pushing him to the vacant seat at the table. The boys were too busy eating to talk. Stuffing their faces and enjoying every greasy morsel.
Once the dishes were done and all had left, Maya and I lounged around the house before her appointment at the neighborhood clinic. I just hope our lives don't turn into an episode of "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant".
At two we took a taxi downtown for Maya's appointment. The waiting room smelt like antibacterial soap and all the outdated magazines had water stains on them. "Matlin comma Maya?" A nursing assistant with a clipboard asked, standing in front of us with an "I'm better than you" look on her face. "Yes, this is Maya, I say, putting a hand on her shoulder." "Good, follow me." She said, leading us down a winding hallway, stopping at a big brown door and entering a code. The big door buzzed and opened. Leading us to a narrower hallway that smelt of baby powder. "The doctor will see you now." The assistant said, her face vacant, leading us into a big blue exam room, with pictures of a man in a cap and gown standing next to proud looking parents. One from high school, one from college, and one from med school. The smiles on everyone's faces growing as time passed. I sit in a chair off to the side, and maya kicks the stool out to hop on the exam table, the paper rustling as she does so. The room is quiet. And yet, between the noises of the birds outside, and the beeping of machines in the hallway, it's not a chilling silence. It's more... expected, given the situation.
"Hello Ma'am, I'm Doctor Rostamnezhad. I'll be assisting you today. What seems to be the issue?" He asks, taking notes on his clipboard. "Well, my boyfriend and I had a pregnancy scare. I took a home test and the result was negative, but I just wanna make sure." She says, peeling the polish off her nails as she sits nervously. "No problem. I'll grab what I need for a blood test and have a nurse here in a few moments. See you in a bit." He says with a gentle voice and smile, closing the door softly on his way out. "M. You'll be fine I promise, if its positive, we'll figure out what needs to be done. Its your choice, remember that." I say. averting my gaze and staring at the blue and green tiles on the floor.
"Roll up your sleeve please." The tired-looking nurse says as she picks up the alcohol wipe, unfolding and dabbing it onto her arm. After the blood is drawn and the nurse is gone, Maya sits on the exam table, rocking her feet forward and back. As if to travel away from the issue. After what seems like an hour of silence between Maya and I, the doctor comes in with a file. "Ms. Matlin, the result are back and 'you are NOT the babies daddy.' Hahaha, do you know how many times I've wanted to do that?" He asks, looking and me and smiling his childish grin. "Hahaha. Thank you doctor." Maya says, through a big, almost fake looking smile. "No problem." He says, going to the door and opening it slowly. "Oh and by the way you're pregnant." "What?!" We both say in unison. "I'm kidding!" He says, waving us off with his hand and laughing to himself down the hallway.
"Well that was an adventure." I say to Maya, giving her her coat as she gets off of the exam table. "Sure was G." She says, putting her arms through the sleeves of her hoodie. "Bluh, I need some sleep. Lets go home. Oh and school tomorrow. Gross." She says, holding the door for me as we walk outside to the busy streets of Toronto.
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