Chapter 6: Doctor Calling, Attempts, More Disruptions, and Dad Hopping Mad

He came into the kitchen, and Mom and Dad tried to tell him who was calling, when I continued on the phone, my doctor's voice didn't sound worried, so I figured it wasn't bad news. I hoped.

"Hello, Miss Diffy, I thought I should call and tell you that everything is fine, no problems so far."

I sighed with relief, "Oh that's great, thank-you."

"Of course, and we should be able to tell what you're having soon,"

"That's wonderful, thank-you so much Doctor,"

"Anytime,"

I hung up, and I hoped by my reaction to what the doctor had said, they knew that nothing was wrong.

"Everything's fine." I said

Everyone in the room sighed with relief also, and Brad came over to me, and kissed me.

Mom smiled, but Dad gave the evil stare again, so he and I left the kitchen, and went upstairs.

We didn't talk, at all, all we did was immediately begin kissing again, and I so desperately hoped Dad didn't interrupt us this time. It didn't appear he was going to, so without a second thought, he and I removed each others shirts, and then began kissing again, and then what happens? You guessed it.

Knock, knock

"NO!" I said. "This isn't happening,"

"Look, you knew he would do that, so why are you surprised."

"I don't know, I-"

And then the unthinkable happened, the door flew open, and there stood, tried and true, Dad. Now, this has to without question be the most awkward moment in history. I'm standing there, in a black lace bra, that is pretty much see-through, and my green pants, and Brad, in jeans, and then there's Dad. Who is fully clothed, but, no exaggeration here, his face is the color of a fire truck, and I could of sworn I saw steam coming out of his head. And what made this moment even more awkward, was that no one spoke. No one could think of anything other than, now this would apply to both of us, "What the Hell are you doing here!" Now, if I could have spoken at that moment, that's what I would've said, but I absolutely could NOT speak.

Thankfully, and not thankfully, Dad could.

"What-wh-" he said, then he blinked, and tried again, "What-"

And to make this even more Kodak than before, Mom comes up the stairs and says, "Oh my,"

Dad turned to Mom, and she could talk very easily, "Did you open this door, Phil?"

"Well, I-"

"You did, didn't you?"

"Well,"

"If you just go opening doors, what do you expect to see? O.K., you brought this upon yourself, don't invade people's privacy like that! What if they had been in-"

"O.K., O.K., O.K.! Lord, Keely don't put that image into my head, please."

"Of course, sorry. But you should be more than me, so please leave them alone now, and do not come bother them anymore."

"Alright,"

He started down the stairs but Mom waited until he was all the way down them.

"Look, I'm so sorry. He's having a really hard time with this, and he can't leave you two alone,"

"It's O.K.," Brad and I said

"Thanks Mom," I said, as she was pulling the door shut

"Anytime,"

Well, after that incident, he and did return to what we were doing, but yet again, it was majorly uncomfortable, because I almost could hear Dad on the other side of the door. Ewwwww! Anyway, I turned so I was laying on my side, and looked at Brad, who was staring at the ceiling.

"You know, I really hate my Dad right now,"

"You know, I'm not going to lie to you, I have similar feelings." he said

I shook my head and laughed, "I can't believe he actually opened the door this time,"

"I can't believe he knocked at all, why doesn't he just tend to whatever it is he does all day,"

"I know, and I feel bad for my Mom, she constantly has to stand up for me, and she hates to disagree with him. Please tell me you won't be like that with out baby."

"No, I won't. Well, I'll be old by the time we're in this situation, so maybe I'll have forgotten what it was like to be on the other end of this,"

"Maybe, but you'll probably understand better than he does, he and Mom met in High School, and I was born when they were in their late twenties, so he has no understanding for this."

"God, they were how old? I was born when my parents were….twenty two and twenty four,"

"Well, do they understand better than my Dad?"

"Yeah, I guess, but I'm over twenty-one,"

"Uh, that's right, minor formality. I just hope that Dad comes around once the baby's born."

"Yeah, I do too. Well, he might not have much of a choice,"

"True."

A/N: That was a tad short, but they find out what they're having next chapter or the one after that: ). Definitely another chapter tomorrow!

-Lizzie