Here's the new chapter of What You're Worth.
I own Rosalyn, Garrett, Phoebe, Bailey, Eric and Tommy in this chapter.
Thanks to all who have been reading and reviewing. You're inspiring me to write more.
I really hope that you enjoy this chapter...
Neither Garrett, nor Rosalyn had revealed to their parents where they had been or what they had done. The following day went like any other, as did the one after that. The day after that started with renewed fear for Bailey and Ted. Suddenly their daughter was throwing up in the early hours again. They couldn't ignore things any longer. If Rosalyn was pregnant, they needed to know as soon as possible.
Bailey called Phoebe and asked her to come around to her house. Eric had gone to school and Ted was out working, so the two women would be able to speak to Rosalyn uninterrupted. Soon after Bailey had finished clearing up the dishes from breakfast, the doorbell rang. The blonde smiled as she opened the door to see Phoebe standing there.
"Did you bring it?" the blonde asked.
"Here." Phoebe nodded and showed Bailey a pharmacy bag.
"I can't believe we're going to do this." The blonde sighed.
"We need to know." The brunette shrugged.
"Rosalyn?" Bailey called up the stairs.
About two minutes later the ashen-faced blonde appeared on the stairs. The new bout of sickness had taken its toll on her. She wore purple shorts and a turquoise vest with fluffy white slippers on her feet. Her blonde waves were messily clipped to the back of her head. Bailey motioned for her daughter to take a seat next to her on the couch. She sat down next to her mother and eyed Phoebe curiously.
"I didn't want to have to talk about this, but…" Bailey chewed her lip nervously.
"What is it?" Rosalyn frowned.
"I notice that you've been sick quite a lot…" the blonde continued to explain to her daughter.
"We know that you slept with Garrett and Tommy." Phoebe added.
"I'm not pregnant." Rosalyn shook her head.
"It looks that way." Phoebe replied.
"I can't be. I can't have a baby." Rosalyn fretted.
"We need to know if you are, firstly." Bailey told her daughter.
"If you are, then we need to know who the father is." Phoebe added.
"Not Tommy! I can't have his child." Rosalyn shook her head defiantly.
"Shall we?" Phoebe asked, holding up the pharmacy bag.
"I'm scared…" the young blonde sighed.
"We're here for you." Bailey assured her.
"Take this, please." Phoebe smiled and handed Rosalyn the pregnancy test.
The two older women sat in relative silence until Rosalyn returned from the bathroom clutching the plastic wand. Phoebe timed the three minutes that were needed on her wristwatch. Bailey hugged her daughter protectively as the seconds ticked down. The brunette woman looked up and gave the two blondes a knowing look.
"It's time." She told them.
"Do you want me to look?" Bailey asked her daughter.
"No, I'll do it." Rosalyn replied.
The young DiBiase took the plastic wand and sighed as she turned it over to see the result. The other two women sat in suspense as no emotions registered on Rosalyn's face. Eventually a stray tear rolled down her cheek and she let out an overwhelming sigh. Bailey gently pried the test from her daughter's hands and eyed the result. The older blonde passed the wand to Phoebe, who looked at the result. It was there in front of them.
"I'm pregnant." Rosalyn whimpered as her mother pulled her into a protective hug.
"We're here for you." Phoebe reminded the young woman.
"What am I supposed to tell him?" Rosalyn fretted.
"Who?" Phoebe asked her.
"Garrett. He'll never want me if I'm having Tommy's baby." The blonde sobbed quietly.
"I'm sure he will. And it might be his baby." Phoebe replied.
"It's more likely to be Garrett's baby." Bailey added.
"I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about this." Rosalyn frowned a little.
"It's still early. You have time on your side." Bailey told her daughter.
"Don't tell him." Rosalyn stared at Phoebe.
"You don't want to tell Garrett?" Phoebe looked surprised.
"Please, I need time." She sighed.
That evening Rosalyn stayed in her bedroom, only for someone to knock on the door. She sat up and walked over to the door, opening it to see who was standing behind it. It was Garrett, whom she didn't particularly want to see right now, but she gestured for him to enter the bedroom. He looked great tonight, in a striped polo shirt and dark jeans. His chain hung around his neck, just peeping out at his collar. The blonde hugged him close to her.
"I missed you." Garrett whispered as he kissed her.
"You saw me yesterday." Rosalyn replied.
"Are you complaining?" he asked her.
"No, I'm just thinking about stuff." The blonde shrugged.
"I'm a good listener." Garrett offered.
"I can't really speak to you about this." Rosalyn told him.
"Is it bad?" he frowned with concern.
"No, I just needed some time." Rosalyn shrugged.
Garrett kissed her on the lips, becoming progressively more passionate as he climbed onto the bed with her. He ran his hands over her stomach area. Suddenly the blonde fretted that he might realise that she was pregnant. Rosalyn sat up quickly and gently pushed Garrett away from her. He looked confused and a little hurt, as if he expected her to reject him again.
"I just can't." Rosalyn whispered.
"That's ok." Garrett nodded.
"I'm not trying to reject you or anything." She assured him.
"Can I at least hold you?" he asked her.
His blue eyes stared into her own aqua ones as she nodded and lay back down on the bed. He wrapped his arms around her body. She positioned them so that they were closer to her ribs than her stomach area. Rosalyn didn't want him to find out yet. The blonde wasn't even sure what she was going to do.
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