"Remember Cena I am doing this for Boston and in no way do I want you take this as a sign that I like you because I don't" Adrian said for about the 100th time.
"Got cha" I replied.
"Just making sure"
She was lying on a table waiting to find out if she was healthy enough to carry a baby for Ashley and me. It was so quiet in the room … to quiet I began to get antsy and started to hum to myself.
"Stop that" Adrian snapped.
"Ok fine" I said a little offended "gah if this is what you are like without hormones I'm afraid to see what you'll be like with them"
"In about 2 seconds I'm going to send you out of this room" she warned me.
"I'll be good" I promised but it didn't last long.
Sitting in that chair was going to kill me. Without knowing it I began humming again.
"How did my sister put up with you for so long" she moved to lie on her side facing me.
"I have no idea I'd like to think we loved each other" I said.
"Sometimes love isn't enough" she said lying properly.
"How can you say that?" I asked.
"I haven't seen any proof otherwise" she said. Adrian had always been like that she'd doubt oxygen was their if she wasn't forced to breathe it.
"You should try thinking with your heart sometime instead of your head" I said.
"That way of thinking is dangerous" she said.
"What about your parents they loved each other" I pointed out.
"But he didn't love her enough to quit smoking and now look where he ended up" she spat.
"Why do you have to be so negative?" I asked. "not everything has a downside"
"Name one thing that doesn't" she said.
That one was easy. "Boston" I said.
"I have to deal with you" she smirked.
I just shook my head. "Yeah well you aren't much better"
"Never said I was" she said "now be quiet I'm getting a headache".
The doctor came in 10 minutes later. She was a woman who looked to be in her mid-forties but she had a warm comforting smile.
"Well everything seems ok" she said "by the way I'm Dr. Kline, Dr. Davison retired so I'm taking over his patients"
"So when can I have the procedure?" she asked.
They way she said procedure made me uncomfortable but I chose not to say anything.
"I'd say in about a month" the doctor replied. "as long as you stick to the routine that we talked about"
I walked out of the room so Adrian could get dressed.
"Are you nervous?" I asked "I know I am"
"No" she replied looking at the road. "I know what to expect"
"Of course you do" I said beginning to feel foolish.
"Look just because I know what is going to happen doesn't mean I accept it" she said "I always told myself that if I ever wanted children I would adopt because I never wanted to be in that much pain like my sister was"
"So why did you agree?" I asked.
"Because I love my sister and my nephew" she said.
It never occurred to me the sacrifice Adrian was going through for me. Having to carry a child for 9 months and then to give it up cannot be an easy thing to do but then again it wasn't like she was never going to see the baby again. The thought of having something so small depending on me was exciting and scary at the same time. Boston was a toddler when he came into my life so he has some sense of what he wanted and he let me know it. With this new baby I'm going to have to use my best judgment to try to figure out what he or she needs.
"I've been thinking about changing Boston's last name" I said.
"Are you telling me this or asking my opinion?" she asked.
"Opinion" I said.
"I think it is up to you" she said "you are Boston's father if you feel the need to change it then do it"
"Thank you I feel so much better" I replied sarcastically.
"No problem" she shot back.
Adrian dropped me off at home.
"Take care of yourself" I said to her. I wasn't exactly sure why I said it but it seemed right.
She looked a little surprised but she smiled before driving away.
