The next day, Randy woke up without Roxy laying in bed.
"Rox, what are you doing honey?"
"Getting my stuff together."
"Oh, has the doctor cleared you?" Randy asked, stretching as he did so.
"No, but I'm discharging myself."
"Why? You can't do that!"
"Yes I can and I will! I can't stand this place it's awful!"
A few seconds later, Dr Carlton walked in.
"Ummm, Miss Richards, what are you doing?"
"Discharging myself, I'm well within my rights!"
"Ok, if you must. Listen, if you do have any problems, don't hesitate to visit yes?"
"Yeah."
As Roxy discharged herself, Dr Carlton held Randy back to have a quick word wth him.
"Mr Orton, if your girlfriends problems persist or get worse, please bring her back immeadiately. Try to kreep her stree levels low and she should be ok."
"Thank you Doctor." Randy said gratefully.
An hour and a half later, Randy and Roxy were back at her flat. She'd seemed to got back to her usual self during the mean time and was obviously happy to be home.
"You know Rox, I could make up an excuse as to why you aren't at Raw tonight if you want."
"No, I want to come with you."
"Why?"
"I feel that I need to."
"Remember what the doctor said as we were leaving about stress..."
"Yes but I can't just pause my whole life. Especially not at 18 years of age!"
Randy smiled, that was the Roxanna he knew and loved. Strong, determined and sexy to top it all off.
"I don't mean to rain on your parade but when were you planning on telling people about your pregnancy?"
"Well, I guess I'd better tell Vince and Eric today, they need to know. I'll ring my Mum up in a few minutes."
"Oh, ok. Listen, babe, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the condom splitting, you know, I didn't want to worry you." Randy said, cuddling her tightly.
"I'm sorry too for acting like a bitch." She cooed, kissing him on the lips to make up for last night.
"So, I take it you're keeping the baby?"
"Yes, I am keeping our baby!" she smiled, pressing Randy's hand against her currently flat tummy.
"Are you gonna ring your Mom up now?"
"Yeah I'd better." She said, picking the phone up and typed the number carefully.
"Hello, Charlotte Richards here."
"Mum?"
"Roxy sweetie, good to hear from you. How are you?"
"Fine thanks, how are you?"
"Great, and how's Randy?"
"Yeah, he's fine too." Roxy said, facing the future Father.
"What is it you needed to speak to me about?"
"Well, you know that I'd been feeling ill over the past few weeks?"
"Yes? Have you found out what it is?"
"Yeah, I'm pregnant, you're going to be a Grandma, or Nanny, which ever you prefer! Isn't that great? Mum?"
"Roxy, darling, that is great news, but for who?"
"All of us, right?"
"I know this might annoy you but are you sure that you and Randy are making the right decision keeping the baby and all?"
"Yes why wouldn't we? Are you saying that you would have aborted me?"
"No, Roxy, you know that you mean more to me than anything, it's just..."
"Just what?"
"Well, don't you think you are rushing into things? I mean you are both young, both got your whole lives ahead of you."
"We can cope, coz unlike Eric, Randy is a real man. Goodbye!" Roxy said before slamming the phone down.
Randy next rang his parents where he got pretty much the same reaction. Both pissed off, the got into Randy's car and headed to Raw, where Roxy's Father was to find out about becoming a Grandfather...
