And here's the next chapter. Guess everybody should enjoy these quick updates as much as possible. LOL.
Big thanks to all readers/reviewers. Now this plot line is kinda, well, overdone, but, I figured I'd just go ahead with it anyway. (shrugs). After all, never seen it done with this particular pairing.
On I go... .
It was now the third Saturday in September and there was a light, steady rainfall outside. Rocky, Cait, Tommy and Trisha Meadows were currently sitting in Adam and Tanya's living room, just hanging out, basically. Trisha- who worked as a physical therapist- was Tommy's girlfriend of ten months. Anyway, Cait was talking a mile a minute about one of her neighbors- she'd yet to move out of her apartment.
"And would you believe he had the nerve to threaten to call the cops on us?" Cait exclaimed, her gray eyes wide. "It wasn't even a really loud and noisy party! He's just an old grouch who hates fun. Right, Rocky?" she said, elbowing him in the ribs.
Rocky- who'd sort of tuned her out around the time she was telling a story about an eighty-two-year-old massage client- blinked a couple times and sat up straight. "Uh, yeah. Yeah." He noticed his friends trying not to laugh at his obvious disinterest. Rocky really wasn't trying to be rude, but, Cait really needed to give it a rest. 'And I don't even remember asking her to come here with me!'
"But we didn't care, though. Nope. We kept right on partying," Cait said, nodding. Then, her eyes widened and she turned to Rocky. "I just remembered what I wanted to tell you! You know how I am sometimes. Space case, space caaaase," she said with a laugh. She grinned at Rocky's friends. "Sometimes, my brain takes loooooong vacations!"
'Get outta here,' Tommy thought sarcastically. But, he just smiled like everyone else. He still couldn't help wondering if she'd ever heard of commas... .
"Seriously! Like, this one time, I-" Cait began.
"Uh, Cait?" Rocky cut in. She looked at him. "You said you wanted to tell me something," he said. "What is it?"
'That she really is a visitor from Venus?' Tanya couldn't help thinking. Cait was... something.
"Oh, right! Got off track again. Sillyyyy," Cait said with a laugh. Then, she grinned. "Okay. I think that you and I should live together!"
Tommy and Adam's jaws dropped while Tanya and Trisha's eyes nearly popped right out of their heads. What? Was she serious? They looked at each other, then, Rocky- who was gaping at Cait in disbelief. Whew!
"You... huh?" he said, scrunching his face up.
"Well, we've known each other for quite a while now, right? We get along great, right? We're friends, right? Right?" Cait said, cocking an eyebrow.
"Yeah. But-" he began.
"Then, why not be roommates? It's the perfect solution!" she exclaimed, throwing her hands up. "Adam, what do you think?"
"Oh. Uh, I-" he began.
"And what about you three?" Cait asked Tommy, Trisha and Tanya. Before any of them could reply, Cait turned back to Rocky. "Rocky, nobody sees any real reason for us not to be roommates."
"Cait, you're talking about living together. Living together," he said.
"Yeah. So?" she said with a shrug.
"I don't think it's the best idea for either one of us," he said.
"Why not? Worried I'll cramp your style, bachelor?" she teased. Then, she rolled her eyes and laughed loudly. "Rockyoyo, relax. We can still live our own lives, ya know."
"Cait, you have tons of friends. People you've known a lot longer than me. Why-" he was saying.
"But I'd rather have you as a roomie- trust me," she said.
"Look-" he began.
"I'll give you a few days to think it over," she said. Then, she grinned at Adam and Tanya. "I bet you two are psyched! In a few months, you're gonna have not one, but, two widdle ones to be Mommy and Daddy to."
"We're really happy," Adam said with a polite smile.
"Of course!" Cait squealed. "Tanya, I bet those totally excruciating labor pains are gonna be worth it when you see those little faces. Aww!"
"Cait, listen to me. I don't need a few days. I'm sorry, but, I'm not into it," Rocky said.
Cait frowned. "Into what? Twins?"
'Wow,' Trisha thought, exchanging a glance with Tommy.
Rocky took a deep breath. "I'm talking about the roommate deal."
"Don't be so hasty," Cait said in a singsong voice. She laughed. "Trust me. You'll see what a great idea it is in a few days."
Rocky groaned inwardly. 'And they say a lotta guys can't take no for an answer.'
'Oh, God,' Katherine thought a couple hours later for probably the millionth time. She was standing in her bathroom, studying her reflection in the mirror. The shock had yet to wear off. But, at the same time, she knew she shouldn't be shocked. After all, no real thinking or protection had been used that night... . She closed her eyes.
Nine weeks pregnant. The doctor had informed of this earlier today- she'd gone on account of not feeling well, of course. Pregnant. She was pregnant. The second she'd stepped into her apartment after leaving the doctor's, a million thoughts began running through her head. She'd have to quit teaching ballet. What would she do until she was able to teach it again? What would everyone- especially Rocky- say? Would she need a bigger place? Et cetera, et cetera... .
It was weird, though. This pregnancy was unplanned, unexpected. But not once had abortion or adoption crossed her mind. In spite of everything, she wasn't interested in either option. She wanted to keep this baby... but, would Rocky? She knew he'd never leave her to deal with everything alone, but, what if he really didn't want to be a father right now? She had mixed feelings about his reaction.
'I'm not ready to tell him just yet. I won't wait too long, though,' she thought as she opened her eyes. Not that she could wait too long anyway. She looked down at her flat belly. She couldn't believe there was a living thing inside of her. Well, she did want to tell someone.
'Tanya. I'll talk to Tanya,' she thought, nodding. Her best friend was the perfect choice. Kat turned and exited the bathroom. When she reached her bedroom, she sat on her bed and picked up her cordless phone and dialed the Parks' number.
"Hello?" came Tanya's voice after three rings.
"Hi, Tanya. It's me," Kat said, placing her hand on her belly.
"Hey there! Haven't heard from ya in awhile, stranger. Everything all right?" Tanya asked.
Kat sighed. "I don't know yet."
"What do you mean?" Tanya asked in concern.
"Well, I've been feeling rotten lately, so, I went to the doctor's today," Kat said, rubbing her belly now.
"What's wrong?" Tanya asked, the concern in her voice getting stronger.
"I'm pregnant, Tanya," she whispered. She was met with silence. She bit her lower lip and waited for her friend's reaction.
"Well, that's great, Kat! I know it's not the perfect time for a baby now since you and Brian broke up, but, babies are always great. And you know we'll all be here for you. And I know Brian will do his part. Have you told him yet?" Tanya asked.
"No. And I don't ever have to if I don't want to," Kat said quietly.
"Uh, Kat-" Tanya began.
"Brian's not the father, Tanya," Kat said. Again, she was met with silence. It was a different kind of silence this time, though. Tanya finally spoke up after what seemed like an eternity.
"You're really throwing serious bombshells, aren't cha, girl?" she said with a slight laugh.
"Don't I know it," Kat said.
"Well... my only question is: who's the daddy?" Tanya asked.
And here it came. Kat took a deep breath. "Rocky."
More to come sooner or later.