6 Months Later
Maria slowly but surely began her walk up the stairs. *What a pain in the ass* She began to rub the small of her back; she was sore and desperately needed sleep and a bottle of Advil. In bed she shifted around to find the most comfortable position. But, she was unsuccessful, giving up she lay looking up at her ceiling. Jason was downstairs fixing her some lunch; she could hear him clanking around. *At least he won't burn the house down, he's gonna be a certified cook soon.* Maria sighed deeply and eased over on her side and grabbed a magazine lying on the floor. Liz had bought a whole boatload after she found out that Maria would probably be confined to the bed for a long time.
For the past six months she had been going through a hell that most teenagers rarely experience. The night after she threw up she visited the pharmacy with Jason. She took five different pregnancy tests and each came out positive. It scared her at first and she couldn't deal with it. Of course she knew who the father was, Michael. If he was here, it would be a lot better for her, knowing him he probably would have freaked, but it would have been at least comforting hysteria. Thank God she had Jason. He'd shown so much compassion, though she thought that he would leave her in an instant after she took the tests. He was being really supportive; he stood up for her and helped her through some of the tough stages of pregnancy, at least al the barfing was over. Maria was scared of lots of things especially the fact of raising a baby without it knowing its true father, afraid of not being good enough for it. These thoughts easily provoked her and made tears spring to her eyes. "Your being stupid Maria," she wailed to herself as she angrily wiped away her tears. She continued to flip through the magazine without comprehending a thing; all she could see was blurry shapes skewed by unshed tears.
At that moment she could hear Jason yell at her from downstairs, "Lunch is ready!" She slowly slid off the bed, the bulge on her stomach making even that simple task an extreme undertaking. When she got downstairs Jason was waiting for her. He held up a spoon for her, "Taste," he chided. She took it and sipped. He watched her intently for a reaction.
She smiled, "It's great, Jason. What kind is that?"
"A special vegetable type, it'll give you and junior some well needed vitamins." She laughed and sat down at the table. He set a bowl in front of her with a spoon. "Ah, I almost forget," he said as he fetched a bottle of Tabasco for her. "Eat up." He commanded lovingly.
They ate together and talked. Their conversation spanned from politics to types of baby diapers. Jason held firm on the fact that hugs were the best. Jason never seemed to cease to make her laugh, with his goofy smile and how he would flop his dark curly hair around. They were talking when abruptly Maria said, "She's kicking."
"Oh, really?" he said with interest, "Can I feel it?" She smiled and nodded her head with a yes. He smiled back at her and hesitantly rested his hands on her round belly. His eyes grew wide with wonder of each little thump he could feel. After a minute he took his hands away.
"Wow, that's really something. How often does she do that?"
"She does it pretty often."
"Must be pretty fiery, like her mother."
"Hey!" she said as she slapped him on the arm.
"He feigned hurt, "Hey that hurt!" They began an ambush of insults on each others paired with laughs and the occasional playful punch.
When the plates were cleaned up Jason and Maria went to the den. Maria began flipping through the channels making comments about people on the set. Jason lay all the while sprawled out on the couch listening. Bored, and not pleased with any of the programs she threw down the remote. She immediately walked over to the couch and sat next to Jason.
He opened his eyes at her arrival and brushed back her hair. She smiled inwardly as he pulled her down on top of him. He laid a soft, tender kiss on her lips. She looked in his golden eyes and felt his fingers travel up her spine. She sighed and pulled him into a deep kiss. He began nibbling her lip tenderly and then worked down her neck. Maria moaned as he swirled his tongue n the hollow of her throat. He nibbled on the soft skin on her collar bone. He then took her in mouth in his again. His hands were warm, and were wrapped around her waist.
She took her finger and placed it gently on his lips, she traced the finger down his chest, feeling every muscle spasm on the way. She laughed throatily at his reaction and kissed him again. Finally he spoke in a husky voice, "We shouldn't go any farther."
She kissed him again and nodded against his chest. She was a little disappointed but she knew that it was probably only for the best. She sighed and began to feel the effects of fatigue. "I'm tired," she said quietly. At that, he gently took her in his arms and carried her to the bedroom.
Maria slowly but surely began her walk up the stairs. *What a pain in the ass* She began to rub the small of her back; she was sore and desperately needed sleep and a bottle of Advil. In bed she shifted around to find the most comfortable position. But, she was unsuccessful, giving up she lay looking up at her ceiling. Jason was downstairs fixing her some lunch; she could hear him clanking around. *At least he won't burn the house down, he's gonna be a certified cook soon.* Maria sighed deeply and eased over on her side and grabbed a magazine lying on the floor. Liz had bought a whole boatload after she found out that Maria would probably be confined to the bed for a long time.
For the past six months she had been going through a hell that most teenagers rarely experience. The night after she threw up she visited the pharmacy with Jason. She took five different pregnancy tests and each came out positive. It scared her at first and she couldn't deal with it. Of course she knew who the father was, Michael. If he was here, it would be a lot better for her, knowing him he probably would have freaked, but it would have been at least comforting hysteria. Thank God she had Jason. He'd shown so much compassion, though she thought that he would leave her in an instant after she took the tests. He was being really supportive; he stood up for her and helped her through some of the tough stages of pregnancy, at least al the barfing was over. Maria was scared of lots of things especially the fact of raising a baby without it knowing its true father, afraid of not being good enough for it. These thoughts easily provoked her and made tears spring to her eyes. "Your being stupid Maria," she wailed to herself as she angrily wiped away her tears. She continued to flip through the magazine without comprehending a thing; all she could see was blurry shapes skewed by unshed tears.
At that moment she could hear Jason yell at her from downstairs, "Lunch is ready!" She slowly slid off the bed, the bulge on her stomach making even that simple task an extreme undertaking. When she got downstairs Jason was waiting for her. He held up a spoon for her, "Taste," he chided. She took it and sipped. He watched her intently for a reaction.
She smiled, "It's great, Jason. What kind is that?"
"A special vegetable type, it'll give you and junior some well needed vitamins." She laughed and sat down at the table. He set a bowl in front of her with a spoon. "Ah, I almost forget," he said as he fetched a bottle of Tabasco for her. "Eat up." He commanded lovingly.
They ate together and talked. Their conversation spanned from politics to types of baby diapers. Jason held firm on the fact that hugs were the best. Jason never seemed to cease to make her laugh, with his goofy smile and how he would flop his dark curly hair around. They were talking when abruptly Maria said, "She's kicking."
"Oh, really?" he said with interest, "Can I feel it?" She smiled and nodded her head with a yes. He smiled back at her and hesitantly rested his hands on her round belly. His eyes grew wide with wonder of each little thump he could feel. After a minute he took his hands away.
"Wow, that's really something. How often does she do that?"
"She does it pretty often."
"Must be pretty fiery, like her mother."
"Hey!" she said as she slapped him on the arm.
"He feigned hurt, "Hey that hurt!" They began an ambush of insults on each others paired with laughs and the occasional playful punch.
When the plates were cleaned up Jason and Maria went to the den. Maria began flipping through the channels making comments about people on the set. Jason lay all the while sprawled out on the couch listening. Bored, and not pleased with any of the programs she threw down the remote. She immediately walked over to the couch and sat next to Jason.
He opened his eyes at her arrival and brushed back her hair. She smiled inwardly as he pulled her down on top of him. He laid a soft, tender kiss on her lips. She looked in his golden eyes and felt his fingers travel up her spine. She sighed and pulled him into a deep kiss. He began nibbling her lip tenderly and then worked down her neck. Maria moaned as he swirled his tongue n the hollow of her throat. He nibbled on the soft skin on her collar bone. He then took her in mouth in his again. His hands were warm, and were wrapped around her waist.
She took her finger and placed it gently on his lips, she traced the finger down his chest, feeling every muscle spasm on the way. She laughed throatily at his reaction and kissed him again. Finally he spoke in a husky voice, "We shouldn't go any farther."
She kissed him again and nodded against his chest. She was a little disappointed but she knew that it was probably only for the best. She sighed and began to feel the effects of fatigue. "I'm tired," she said quietly. At that, he gently took her in his arms and carried her to the bedroom.
