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Author's Note: Yay, chapter THREE! Alright, thanks all my lovely readers and reviewers! Love y'all!
So, a special thanks to Andie143lovesanime for the secretary's name. I really appreciate all of y'all who gave me suggestions, but I really liked theirs. So thanks!
Also, here's a little POV shift towards the middle, hope ya don't mind.
Aaaaaaand... I don't really like my title... Any ideas? Pwease? (:
Okay, okay. My A/N's done. Enjoy!
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"OMIGOSH, BLOSSOM!" I heard a yell, springing up. It wasn't the yell that woke me, it was the pail of freezing water thrown on my face that did it.
"Ahh!" I exclaimed, my hands gripping around as I tried to open my eyes. They opened. I was on my bathroom floor with a scared Bubbles hovering over me and a concerned Buttercup standing beside me with an empty bucket in her hands. I glared.
"Heh, sorry," Buttercup gave a nervous chuckle, tossing the bucket to the side, "We tried to wake you up, but nothing worked," she explained simply.
I let it slide. I let out a small groan as I sat up, leaning against the cabinet under the sink. I looked at Bubbles, then Buttercup, then down at my own hands. Suddenly, it all came back to me! I was pregnant! My breathing became faster and shallower as I-
"No, Blossom!" Bubbles pleaded, "You can't faint again!"
"Uhh," I roused, rubbing my temples as I looked at my sisters, "Sorry," I croaked, "It was probably just dehydration..."
"Just dehydration?" Buttercup raised an eyebrow as she lifted up one of the pregnancy tests from the waste basket. Bubbles looked over to her quizzically until she realized what was in Buttercup's hand. Her eyes widened excitedly as she put her hands over her mouth to contain a squeal.
"Oh yeah. That too," I muttered.
"How long were you planning on hiding this from us?" Buttercup questioned.
"I didn't even know until just now," I defended myself. I sighed, "I was going to tell you guys..." I said softly, "Maybe..." I added. I closed my eyes and tried to hold back tears, "I am such a disappointment to you guys," I started letting the tears fall, "I'll understand if you never want to talk to me ever again!" I cried.
I felt two arms grab me, pull me up, drag me out of the bathroom and help me to the couch in the room next door. I let my eyes open to see my sisters give me hard stares. My lip quivered.
"Blossom, I can't believe you think that about us!" Buttercup exclaimed, "You think we'll hate you?"
"We could never hate you, Blossom!" Bubbles hopped beside me and scooped me into a bone-crushing hug, "We LOVE you!" Even Buttercup joined in on the embrace. I let my tears fall, but this time instead of being sad ones- they were happy.
"I love you guys too!" I cried as I wrapped my arms around both of them.
"I can't believe I'm going to be an auntie!" Bubbles exclaimed after we all pulled away from the hug, "Omigosh, Blossom! I'm so excited! I'm gonna be Auntie Bubbles!"
Buttercup and I laughed. "I'm gonna be an aunt," Buttercup murmured. She looked up at me and smiled. "We're going to be aunts. And you're going to be a mom."
"I'm going to be a... mom," I said softly to myself. "I'm going to be a mother!" I said, louder this time and with a smile forming at the corner of my lips.
"You are going to be an amazing mother!" Bubbles squealed.
"Wait... Who's the father?" Buttercup asked. Both of them looked at me expectantly.
I couldn't tell them... "I don't know," I answered, looking down at my twiddling thumbs. I'd rather have them think I'm a whore than they know I slept with that awful attorney.
"Blossom, you know we're here for you," Bubbles said gently, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"We aren't going anywhere," Buttercup added.
Their love and kindness mixed with my mood swings was a recipe for a tearfest. I couldn't hold back tears as I embraced the two most supportive and loving people in my life.
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It had been a week since my sisters found out and they had been really great. I had started taking my pregnancy vitamin and I had made an appointment with the obstetrician. She worked at the hospital too, so after I finished work, I hopped into an elevator and went up to the twelfth floor. After stepping into the lobby and filling out a few forms, I waited for a while until one of the nurses called me in. She led me through a maze of walls and offices until we arrived at Dr. Bellum's door.
"Hi, Dr. Bellum," I said with a smile as I stepped into her office. I took a seat in one of the chairs across from her, "Thanks so much for seeing me on such short notice."
"Nonsense, Blossom," Dr. Bellum shook it off, "How could I not? And please, call me Sara."
"Alright," I nodded, crossing my legs, "So..." I started, not sure where this appointment was going. I'm a surgeon, not a gynecologist! How would I know?
"Do you have an idea when the baby was conceived?" Sara started with the usual questions.
"About six weeks ago," I muttered, my mind immediately returning to my horrible (yet amazing) night with Brick. I bit my lip, "The father doesn't know and I don't plan on him knowing," I added preemptively. That was bound to be a question.
After a little more discussion and Sara giving me the usual pregnancy warnings, we moved onto the ultrasound.
"This is going to be a little cold," she warned as she spread the ultrasound gel on my bare belly. I shivered at the touch, but recovered quickly. She pulled out the handheld and rubbed it across my belly, looking for my embryo, "There it is," she said gently, as a little white tadpole-looking lump on the screen. "It looks good so far!"
I couldn't help but smile- that was my baby up there! "There's its little hands and feet," I cooed, looking at the buds forming on the lump.
"We've got a heartbeat!" she exclaimed as well. She looked at me, then at the ultrasound I was looking at, then at me again, "It's got your eyes," she added.
I flushed, "Sorry," I mumbled. I was overreacting.
"You shouldn't be. It's right to feel excited," Sara laughed as she wiped off the blue gel and turned off the ultrasound. I pulled down my baby pink blouse, buttoned my sequined black sweater and hopped off the examining table.
"I'll see you next month, Dr. B- Sara," I corrected myself. With a smile, I left her office and headed down to the parking garage.
I couldn't be a mother until I had the right information! It was time to head to the bookstore.
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In the past few weeks, in addition to my usual morning sickness, mood swings and odd cravings, I've been getting tired more easily and I've had to go to the bathroom more often. I can thank that little embryo for pushing up against my bladder, I thought as I exited the Barnes & Noble bathroom. I picked up the stack of books I had collected from the empty table around the corner and headed for the checkout line. I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going to to who I was bumping into until-
"Whoa, I am so sorr-" the man I bumped into paused, "Blossom?" I looked up and saw him narrow his eyes at me in curiosity. My eyes widened and I swallowed. Not again.
"H-Hey, Brick," I started, forcing a smile as I bent down to pick up the books I had dropped when I bumped into him. He too was on his knees, gathering my books to hand to me.
He looked so pissed when I rejected him three weeks ago, so I wasn't sure how he would act now, let alone how I would respond. How could I respond? For the past three weeks, no matter how many lawsuits Mr. Jojo slammed me with, part of me missed the Brick that I had so much fun with. When I was around him, I felt so different... But not different in a bad way... Different in a good way. And no matter how much I tried to convince myself that I hated him, part of me couldn't deny this attraction to Brick.
He hated Dr. Utonium, but how did he feel about just Blossom? "Small world, huh?" I chuckled nervously.
"Yeah," Brick mumbled, still looking at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. Which type of uncomfortable? Well, to tell the truth- it wasn't that uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry," I apologized, the words coming about quickly. I didn't think I had anything to be sorry for, but those words just rolled off my tongue so easily. I was sorry for upsetting him that other day, but I deep down, I think I was apologizing for letting him go. The electricity that pulsed through my fingers when our hands met was a foreign feeling- no man had ever made me feel this... This... This...
"Don't be. It was my fault. I should have been watching where I was going," Brick shook it off. He picked up the final book and was about to hand to me until he read the title, "The Single Working Woman's Guide to Bringing Up a Baby?"
I flushed. He couldn't know this was mine. He was smart- if he knew this was mine, then he'd know the baby was his. I had to cover this up quickly. "Not mine," I said swiftly. "I mean, it's for a friend," I clarified. "She's having her baby shower soon and I wanted to get her something useful," I explained. God, I hoped I was a good liar.
Brick nodded slowly, as he just comprehended what I was saying, "Why's she single?" he asked curiously after I had taken the book.
"She's a whore," I shrugged, "She slept around with some random guy and now she's suffering the consequences."
Brick seemed taken aback at my acerbic words, "That's pretty harsh, Blossom. I thought she was your friend."
"She is," I replied, affirming his statement, "But I'm honest. And it's the truth," I said frankly. It was. I stood up off the carpeted floor, as did he.
"You know, I bet the father would want to know he was going to be a dad," Brick changed the subject a little. His comment made me nervous. Did he see through my thinly-veiled facade? Did he know he was the father of my baby?
I swallowed, "I don't think so," I shook my head as I started to turn away.
"Wait," he stopped me, putting a warm hand on my shoulder.
I stopped and spun around to face him, "What, Brick? I've got to go," I said, the anxiety in my voice hardly concealed.
"I know you don't want anything to do with me," Brick started, shoving his hands in his pockets, "But can we at least be friends?" he asked hopefully.
I couldn't help but give a small smile, "Yeah. I think I'd really like that," I whispered, looking up at him.
"Great," Brick smirked. That infuriating yet incredibly sexy smirk. "I guess I'll see you around."
"Uh huh," my voice squeaked a little as I hurried off. Did he know I was pregnant? Did he know he was the father? Did he know I lied straight to his face? Oh, no!
T-There's no way he could know. Only four people knew- me, my sisters and my doctor. And none of them would ever tell anyone. And even if they did, how would it get around to Brick? And how could be sure he was the father?
...Or maybe he didn't know. Maybe he was trying to be friends with me. Maybe we could be friends. As crazy as that would've sounded three weeks ago, now I thought it wasn't a bad idea.
Maybe my baby needed its father in its life...
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(Bubbles's POV)
"You've got a really nice place, Boomie," I complimented him as we stepped into his penthouse. It had high ceilings and lots of windows, along with a stylish array of red, green and blue furniture.
"Me and my brothers share it," Boomer shrugged, "I can't exactly afford a pad like this on a high school teacher's salary," he chuckled.
"You live with your brothers?" I asked curiously. He had mentioned his two brothers before and I think I might have seen pictures of them on Facebook, but Boomer always seemed to shy away from the topic of his brothers.
"Yeah," he answered as he stepped into the kitchen. I wasn't sure what to do, so I just plopped down on the plush sofa. "They're alright," he continued as he reemerged into the room with a bowl of grapes in hand. He put it on the coffee table in front of me and took a seat beside me.
"That's cool," I responded, "I live with my two sisters. I love them. They're seriously the best friends I've ever had," I told him, completely honest. Maybe me talking about my sisters would get him to open up about his brothers. He didn't reply...Okay, this wasn't working. "Tell me about your brothers, Boomie," I requested, widening my eyes and pushing out my upper lip just right. He couldn't resist.
"Okay, fine," he conceded. I grinned. "I've got two older brothers. But they're not older by much. Brick's older by fifteen minutes, Butch is older by like eight."
That is so weird! Blossom and Buttercup and me were like that too! "What are they like?" I asked, even more curious.
"Well, Butch is kinda mean. He's all tough and intense and rough and he thinks I'm a wuss. But we're bros, and he knows that," Boomer smiled a little. "Brick's a little different. He's bossy and smart and he always has to be right. But he's always looking out for us."
"They sound like my sisters," I commented quietly, "Buttercup acts tough all the time, but deep down, she really loves us. And Blossom's a total know-it-all and she's always telling us what to do, but only because she loves us."
"They sound pretty cool," Boomer replied, surprised how similar how siblings seemed.
"Mmm hmm," I nodded. "So, you've met one of my sisters, when do I get to meet one of your brothers?" I leaned on Boomer, placing my hands on his shoulder and resting my head on my hands, looking up at him.
"Why do you care about my brothers? What about me?" Boomer whined. I giggled. He laughed, "Well, I guess you can meet them if you want. But they're pretty rough. Especially Brick. I dunno, but something happened a few weeks ago and he's been really bossy and rude. More than usual, that is," he explained.
"That is so weird!" I exclaimed. ""Blossom's been like that too. But for completely different reasons, I'm sure. See, she's pregnant-" Crap, I wasn't supposed to tell anyone that. Oh no! "OMIGOSH! That was a secret! Boomie, you can't tell anyone!"
Boomer chuckled, "Bubs, calm down," he put his arm around me, "I won't. I barely even know your sister," he shrugged.
"Good," I kissed him lightly, "I never said anything about her, then," I reiterated.
"Grape?" Boomer asked me, pulling out a bunch from the bowl he had brought out earlier.
"I thought you'd never ask," I giggled as I opened my mouth and put a sweet green grape in.
"Get a room you two," a deep voice called out from behind us. Who was that? I looked at Boomer confused. He looked irritated.
"What are you doing here? I thought you went to the bookstore," Boomer grumbled, his shoulders dropping. At this, the man smirked. "Well, whatever. Go away, Brick," Boomer replied, angry. He stood up off the couch and walked around to face the guy. Who was Brick? ...Brick! That was his brother! I whipped around to see a tall redhead standing behind the couch. He looked just like Boomer, only a little more muscular and he had ginger locks and eyes that looked like they had a fleck of red in them.
Brick smirked, "Alright, I'll leave you two lovebirds alone, but-" he stopped mid-sentence. I felt his gaze on me, his eyes narrowing as he took in my features. I flashed him a big smile, but it looked it would take more than that to win him over. After a long pause, he asked, "Do you have a sister?"
Boomer groaned, "Dude, don't expect my girlfriend to set you up."
I giggled, "Two, actually. And they're both single, so-"
"I'm not looking for a date," Brick cut me off, sending a glare to Boomer. He turned back to me, "You just look like someone I know, that's all." Brick shook his head, turned away and walked off, muttering to himself.
I felt goosebumps on my arm, "I see what you meant, Boomie," I murmured. "He sure was scary."
Boomer wrapped an arm around me, "Actually, that's the nicest he's been in a long time. I wonder what happened at the bookstore...?"
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(Back to Blossom's POV)
Two weeks since I had met Brick at Barnes & Noble and I was still freaking out. The rational side of me kept saying there was no way he knew I was pregnant and that the kid was his while the not-so-rational part insisted he knew and was plotting to get back at me. But believe it or not, that was the least of my worries. It had been almost two months; our court date was rapidly approaching and I no idea how Dr. Utonium was going to confront Mr. Jojo about their stupid night together.
And if those things weren't enough to drive me insane, my pregnancy symptoms put me over the edge. I finally got a haircut, so now my hair was layered at my shoulders. I kinda liked the shorter 'do. But I had this ridiculous craving for marshmallows and pickles all the time and my morning sickness just kept getting worse. I had crazy mood swings, but I think I was getting control of those better. ...Maybe. It had only been about two months, so I wasn't even near showing.
I looked over at my calendar on the wall of my room. It was a Saturday afternoon and I wasn't on call, so I was relaxing at home. Bubbles was out with Boomer (stupid Brick's stupid brother) and Buttercup was in her room pounding a punching bag. Yesterday, she met some 'shitface' at work and he had gotten her really angry... Now that I think about it, I don't think she's left her room all day. I wonder what happened. Buttercup's always had a short temper, but I don't think I've ever seen her this mad.
Anyway, I decided to go on a run. I changed into some black running shorts and a hot pink tanktop and put on my black-pink tennis shoes. My hair was up in a ponytail and I grabbed my phone (which was also my MP3 player, conveniently) from my vanity as I walked out of my room. I needed to go run so I could get my thoughts in order. Plus, it had been a while since I've actually exercised. I was about to head out until my phone buzzed. I had gotten an email from Isabella, my secretary.
New Email Message (received at 4:12 PM)
Dr. Utonium,
Hate to bother you on a Saturday, but I thought I'd share some good news! The courthouse called because they had to reschedule some of your malpractice cases because of an influx in criminal ones. Your next court date is in a month and it's with Mr. Jojo concerning your patient Arturo Greene.
See you Monday!
Isabella
I almost dropped my phone after I read that! Holy crap, I had another month to figure things out! Wow, I think there really is a God and he just shined down on me. Thank you, thank you, thank you! I grinned. My day was now ten times better. I quickly typed a 'Thanks!' to Isabelle and shoved my phone in my pocket.
As I walked down the hall, I heard grunts coming from the green room meaning Buttercup was still at it. "Buttercup, I'm going on a run. Be back in a little while!" I called to her from the living room.
"Have fun! Don't talk to strangers!" she replied from her room. Just then, the doorbell rang. Huh. Who could that be? "Bloss, get that, will ya?" she yelled.
"Alright, alright!" I responded. I jogged over to the door, unlocked it and opened it. Maybe I should've checked who it was first... The door opened revealing a tall, incredibly muscular and tanned guy with spiky black hair and dark green eyes. He was wearing a forest green button-up shirt and jeans and he had a bouquet of white lilies with firm green stems. He looked familiar for some reason, but I couldn't exactly put a finger on who he was...
"Butch Jojo, is Buttercup Utonium here?"
No frickin' way. This was Brick's other brother! I knew I had seen a picture of him somewhere! And out of all the women in world, he's got flowers for my little sister? What were the chances of Brick's two brothers chasing after my two sisters? Seriously.
I was about to turn him away and tell him that a Buttercup Utonium didn't live here until Buttercup herself walked in. She had on a lime-green sports bra and tight black sweatpants that hung lowly on her waist. Her body glistened with sweat and her hair was a messy bun, "Who was it?" she asked me. When she saw who was at the door her emerald eyes narrowed and she scowled. "You!" she spat.
I looked at her curiously, then back at Butch, "You two know each other?" I asked, albeit it rhetorically because I already knew the answer.
"I wish I didn't!" she said caustically.
"So, uh, can I come in?" he asked lazily. I gave him a small nod, only to see how Buttercup would react. She fumed.
"Blossom! Get this dumbass out of here!" she yelled.
"Not before you tell me why," I faced her and crossed my arms, giving her a hard stare. Why was she freaking out? It was just a guy. ...Shut up. I don't need to take my own advice. Her nostrils flared in anger. I softened, "Buttercup, he got you flowers. At least hear him out," I suggested.
"You realize I'm standing right here?" he asked.
I ignored him. Why was I advocating Buttercup listen to stupid Brick's brother? It was beyond me. But... He brought her flowers! I guess I'm a sucker for that. And maybe Buttercup needed a man. I didn't know anything about the guy except that he was Brick and Boomer's brother, but I couldn't help but feel he'd be good for Buttercup. I looked at her and she scowled back at me.
"Fine," she said tersely. She turned to Butch, "What do you want?"
"I came to..." he took a deep breath, "Apologize. I'm sorry."
Buttercup glared for a while, but soon realized he was being earnest. She softened, "It's alright," she told him. "You aren't buying out my gym, though," she added with frown.
"I don't want to anymore," Butch shrugged, "I'm thinking more of a... partnership?"
At this, Buttercup's lip curled into a smile, "Continue..."
"How about over dinner?" Butch suggested.
"Alright," she nodded carefully. Then, a pause. "You got me flowers? Seriously?" Buttercup exclaimed.
Butch shrugged, "My pansy brother said girls liked them. I guess he'd know," he smirked.
"Well, does your brother have a girlfriend?" Buttercup asked, curious.
"...Yeah, why?" Butch asked, confused.
Buttercup shrugged, "Maybe that's why he's getting laid and you're not. Sure sounds like he knows how to treat a lady."
"You, a lady?" Butch snorted.
Buttercup narrowed her eyes in anger, "Excuse me?"
"Okay, break it up you two," I stepped between them. I think they forgot I was standing there, listening to their entire conversation. "I've got to go," I looked at my sister, "When I come back, I don't want to see my apartment in flames," I teased her. With a wave, I stepped out of my residence and headed downstairs, leaving Buttercup and Butch alone in our apartment.
I jogged a few blocks until I arrived at the Townsville Park, where I continued my run. My headphones were in my ears, my ponytail flopping every time my foot hit the ground. I moved my arms and my body bounced a little with each step I took. It was a great day; the sun was shining and there was cool breeze blowing and I felt amazing!
As I ran, I let my thoughts drift to Brick. I had such conflicting feelings towards the guy. I absolutely abhorred him and his stupid smirk, but I couldn't deny that he was attractive and charming and we connected at this amazing level every time we were together. Professionally, I hated the guy. Personally... I think my feelings towards him were really changing. Sometimes, if I let my mind drift, I'd think about him and what life would be like if we were dating... If he knew about the baby and didn't hate it... If he didn't hate Dr. Utonium...
Yeah, I was pretty pathetic. I know me and Brick would never amount to anything, but at least I would have my baby. My baby that I will love forever and ever. My beautiful, wonderful baby that was currently the size of a grape would be mine. I smiled at the thought of being a mom. I always wanted children of my own and maybe this wasn't exactly how I thought things would go, but I was still happy.
I thought I heard Brick's voice for some reason (I'm not crazy!), so I turned around and stopped for a second. I peeked behind the hedges and it was him! Brick was strolling in the park with a girl wrapped around him. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach as I understood that she must have been his girlfriend. She turned a little and her face became a little clearer. Chesnut hair, overly made up amber eyes, evil little smile? It was Princess Morbucks.
I narrowed my eyes in anger. That bitch! She was dating my baby-daddy! I pushed my feelings to the side so I could pay more attention. Looking closer at the two, I could see Brick wasn't smiling and Princess was pulling him closer to him. He didn't look very happy, which made me happy. Maybe he didn't love her!
...Why would that make me happy? Oh, no! No frickin' way! I did not have feelings for Brick and I was not jealous of Princess Morbucks! Nuh uh!
They walked out of the park and Princess stepped into a white limo. She said something to him, but he didn't smile or smirk at it. It must've been something lame. She grabbed him and kissed him and after she left, he wiped his mouth on his shirt sleeve. I giggled.
Suddenly, his head jerked and my eyes widened. I whipped around. He did not see me! ...Right?
I shook my head and continued my run around the park, secretly hoping Brick was still here and that I'd run into him. Speak of the devil... He was running around the corner. I sped up to catch up with him and called out, "Brick!"
He immediately stopped and turned around and as he saw me, he grinned, "Blossom."
I walked towards him and suddenly became aware of my not-so-flattering body odor and flushed. Hopefully he would think I was just red because of my run and not because of anything else! "What's up?" I asked him, crossing my arms as I approached him.
"Just running," he shrugged. "You?"
"Pretty much the same thing," I replied, still smiling, "So..."
"So..." he mirrored.
"I saw you with Princess Morbucks," I blurted. I didn't mean for it to sound so accusatory. I cringed.
His almost-red eyes darkened, "Yeah."
I figured he wanted to leave it at that, but I couldn't resist pushing the topic further, "Are you guys going out?" I asked curiously.
"No!" he exclaimed quickly, but soon recovered, "I mean, yeah," he coughed, "But not really. It's pretty one-sided."
I giggled, "So you don't like her?"
"Nope," Brick shook his head. He stopped and looked at me, interested, "How do you know Princess?"
"Kindergarten," I groaned. "Plus, her father's the benefactor of the-" Oh crap, was I about to say hospital? No way could I let that spill! "Of the whole town," I finished quickly, "It's pretty hard not to butt head with her," I added.
Brick nodded understandingly, "Enough about Princess... So, what's new with you?"
"Not much," I shrugged. Actually, there were a lot of new things with me, but nothing I'd dare divulge to Brick. "You?" I asked, looking up at him. The sun was shining bright and it was getting in my eyes. I had to squint a little.
"You're beautiful," he murmured. ...Whoa, okay, so maybe that sun shining on me wasn't such a bad thing.
Even redder than before, I stuttered, "T-Thanks," I looked down at the ground, rubbing my elbow.
"Blossom?" he whispered.
"Yeah?" I looked up, biting my lip.
"I'm gonna kiss you now," Brick stated, cupping my chin and bringing his lips to mine. I didn't resist one bit and I brought my arms around his neck and let them play with his hair. He let his arms fall down to my waist and he pulled me closer, deepening the sweet kiss.
And for the first time in two months, I was able to forget my problems and be truly, completely, absolutely happy.
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