Please note: None of your reivews/opinions/threats/bribes, etc. can/have dissuaded/persuaded me from my original idea with Mitchie's potential pregnancy. Lol. I have my reasons and I have my ideas. Remember, trust me? And kudos to all of you who yelled 'wait's she's on the pill!' lol. It's like the purity ring thing from ATCR. And, I've officially thought of the end for LKG and roughly where AINE would pick up. And I know I still owe you the other POV's. Those will come after or as I write them. AINE might not happen for a few weeks even if I get LKG done soon. And we're almost at 1900 reviews. 1 chapter and I have almost 100 reviews. I realized part of the reason LKG has so many more than ATCR is partly due to the fact that I updated multiple chapters a day and that people didn't review to each chapter. But, either way, LKG's review count is seriously impressive. Thanks everyone!
Chapter 28:
All of my worries slammed into me while I slept. There were thoughts on everything. What would happen to school? What would Shane do? Was it too soon? I eventually did find peace in my dreams. Shane was bouncing a tiny curly haired baby while I smiled at them.
"Mitchie." I heard Shane's voice whisper to me. "Wake up." Foggily, I opened my eyes.
"Shane?" I whispered hopefully.
A soft chuckle resounded that wasn't Shane's. "Not quite." Kevin said.
I sat up groaning. "You two sound a like when I'm sleeping."
He laughed again while handing me a bag. "Here."
I smiled. "How awkward was it?"
"The guy at the counter gave me this look like, man-she's-got-you-whipped. And this lady like Mom's age gave me this look like I'm-glad-my-teenage-daughter-doesn't-know-you. And then there was this nice old lady who apologized and said it must be hard, but I seemed like a responsible young man." He shook his head. "I tried telling them it was for my sister-in-law, but that made it worse. They must have thought I slept with my sister-in-law."
I awed. "I'm sorry, Kev. But thanks. I appreciate it. I'm gonna go take these. Could you… could you wait until I know?" I asked nervously.
He nodded and sat on the edge of the bed while I headed into the bathroom. I waited patiently -okay, as patiently as someone in that situation could. Finally, the test were done.
With shaky hands I lifted the first one. Kevin had bought me 6 or 7 of them. Just to be sure. Negative. I let out a small squeal, but not much. None of them came up positive. I squealed loudly.
"Mitchie? Are you okay? What does it say?" Kevin's worried voice came through the door.
I threw open the door and hugged him. "I'm not!"
He sighed in relief. "That's good. Maybe you should go see a doctor then. If you are sick."
I waved it off. "Nah. I'll be fine."
"You sure?" He asked, uncertain.
"Absolutely. Thanks, Kevin." I hugged him one last time. "I'm going to try to call Shane, now." I said.
"That's my cue. And don't forget- tomorrow, the weather, you and me." He moved his finger between us.
I smiled. "Wouldn't miss it." I promised.
It was odd how close I'd gotten to Kevin. He was pretty shy around people at first, but man… once you get him to open up. He's a completely different person.
I smiled as he closed the door behind him. I fidgeted with my phone. What was I supposed to say to Shane? Hey, baby, I thought I was pregnant, but I'm not. Just wanted to let you know. Yeah, that didn't seem like a good idea. Calling him overseas wasn't a big deal. Yeah, there were probably some huge fees, but Shane didn't seem to care. Needy, remember?
"Just get it over with." I mumbled to myself. Jacob nudged my hand, almost telling me to call Shane as well.
"Hello?" Nate's voice rang through the phone.
"Nate?" I questioned.
"Mitchie? Shane's peeing. But I didn't want him to miss you calling him." Nate informed me.
"Oh. Well, thanks?" I wasn't sure how to answer him.
"Give me my phone!" Shane's voice came through desperately. "Mitchie?"
"Hey." I said softly.
"Hey." He replied almost breathlessly. "Not that I'm complaining… but to what do I owe this pleasure?" He asked.
"Can you… go somewhere private?" I asked.
"Yeah, hold on." I laughed to myself as I heard Nate and Jason complaining while moving around. My guess was Shane kicked them out of the room they were in. "So… what's up? Unfortunately, I only have about 15 minutes to talk."
"That's okay. I, uh, I've just been sick…" I opted to ease into the subject.
"Did you go see a doctor? What if it's the pill? You are still on it, right?" Shane asked worriedly.
"No, I didn't. I didn't even think of that. Actually, I jumped the gun and thought I might have been pregnant…" I was met with silence and then a loud clank, meaning Shane dropped the phone.
"S-sorry." He stuttered once he picked up the phone. "D-did you say, pr-pregnant?"
"False alarm." I assured him. "But, it made me think a bit…"
"I want you to go to the doctor." Shane cut me off. "Look what happened to Cait. Please, for me, go?" He almost begged.
"Fine. I will." I sighed.
"So, it got you thinking?" He asked, returning to the subject he'd cut off,
"What would happen?" I asked. "These are things we should have discussed. I mean… the pill isn't 100 percent. And that 1 percent it doesn't work for tends to be because of bad reactions like Cait or high frequency of sex… we had a lot of sex on our honeymoon."
"We would… I don't know. Honestly, I don't have those answers. But we'd get through it. We'll get through whatever comes our way… together."
"Promise?" I asked.
"Promise. And do me a favor? Exhaust all other possibilities before you jump to pregnant again?" He teased slightly.
"Absolutely. Oh, thank your brother by the way." I said.
"Why?" Shane asked confused.
"Some jackass was hitting on me outside the dorm while I was waiting for Kev to pick me up… and Kevin totally came over and threatened the guy. And he… may have… bought me the pregnancy tests."
"Kevin bought you the pregnancy tests?" Shane was trying to keep the laughter out of his voice.
"Well, let's see… Cait doesn't know and neither does Nicky… I couldn't ask either of them to go anyway, nor could I ask Stas… I didn't want to ask your Mom…" I explained.
"You two are getting a long more then?" Shane seemed hopeful in asking that.
"We have a unique relationship, Kevin and I." I replied.
He laughed once more. "That you do. So, you're at my parents'?"
"Yeah. All weekend. Jacob's pretty happy." I smiled, scratching Jacob behind the ears.
"How is he?" He asked.
"Good. Say hi." I moved the phone down near Jacob. He barked into the phone. I heard Shane laugh while speaking to the dog. "I hate not having him with me at school." I pouted.
"I hate not having you with me on tour." He replied, sighing. "Baby, times up. I've got to go get ready for the show."
"Good luck." I replied. "Love you."
"Love you, too. And go to the doctor!" He laughed as I hung up.
Mrs. Grey came into my room not too long after I got off the phone. "I made you an appointment at our doctor's for tomorrow morning." She informed me.
"Kevin?" I asked.
She shook her heard no, slightly confused. "No, Caitlyn."
"Oh. Okay." I smiled as she left.
I decided to check the diaries, to see if anything new had been posted. Nate's post was first, so I clicked on it.
Now this is something I never thought would happen: Meeting future-in-laws on an European tour. Poor Jason. Lol. I'm thankful Caity's only got her parents, really. There weren't too many family members to meet so far. But, the tour is going great. Our fans are amazing as always. We're looking forward to seeing the rest of you. Personally, I'm missing Caitlyn, but there isn't much I can do about that. I'm trying to focus on our tour since she's focusing on school. We all have our priorities, right?
I frowned. Nate seemed slightly bitter towards Caitlyn. I made a mental note to talk to her about that. Shane's had been updated next, so I checked his.
Being the married one, I've met my in-laws already. But I've also met her entire family. It wasn't easy for me based on my image and the fact that half of her family could talk about me in a language I didn't understand. Jason… has it worse than I did. I had Mitchie with me when I met her family. Jason will be meeting Stas' family when we stop in Serbia. Without Stas. Ouch. But I will be there for him. Promise. I know Jason and I know in-laws. That's one dangerous combination. I was graced with amazing in-laws. So, Serbia, be kind to Jase. He may be a nervous wreck when you see him.
I gasped. Poor Jason. We knew Anastasia parents were immigrants. They ran away from Serbia when her mother got pregnant with John. Anastasia warned Jason that if he ever met her grandparents and extended family, he'd have a lot expected of him. They eventually forgave Anastasia's parents, but they were still fearful of what Anastasia life would be like as an American. We all assumed Anastasia would be with Jason when he met her family.
Anxiously, I opened Jason's entry to see what was going through my dear friend's mind.
Help! I have to meet my girlfriend's family -like entire family- without her. Most of them don't speak English and I don't know any Serbian. This is going to end badly. I know it is. I thought Stas was kidding when she said her mother told her grandparents that we'd be in Serbia soon. I can't believe this. I have to meet the Dragomir's and the Cvetojevic's. I can't even pronounce the second one and Nate just spelt it for me. There is no way I'll be able to talk to Mr. D's father. He speaks Russian and Serbian. No English. And if he does, I'm screwed. The man knows three languages and I barely know one! I love Stas and all, but I really don't want to meet her family without her. She's convinced that it'll make a good impression if I can meet them without her. But honestly? I'm scared. Of course, it would figure that the first real conversation I have with my girlfriend in three weeks is about me meeting her family. No offense Serbia, I'm not really looking forward to arriving there.
Poor Jason. He also seemed a bit bitter with Anastasia. I hoped Shane wasn't bitter towards me. Then again, I was the only one really showing my emotions toward my husband. The other two were keeping them bottled up tight.
I decided I would talk to Caitlyn later and opted to call Anastasia. I imagined she didn't have much of a life on a Friday night. "Hello?" She answered, laughing.
"Hey, Stas." I replied slightly confused. It was kind of loud on the other end. "What's up?"
"Mitchie?! Oh my god! We haven't talked in two weeks! I'm actually at my friend's apartment, hanging out." She explained. The noise level dropped, indicating she'd left the room she'd been in.
"I hear Jason's meeting your family." I said.
I could practically hear her grimace. "I know. I'm not too happy about that. But Momma already told them he'd see them if he could. It'll look really bad if he can't." She sighed. "They've been trying to hook me up with good Serbian boys for as long as I can remember. They don't like that I live in America or that I'm dating an American celebrity."
"Ouch. I can imagine. He seems kinda depressed though." I commented.
"Mitchie…" Anastasia sighed in warning.
"I'm just saying. You could, I don't know… email him? I mean, email Shane or Nate, too, so he might actually be able to read it… but still. Tell me honestly that you don't miss him?" I asked.
There was a pause before she answered quietly. "I do miss him." She admitted.
"Let him know that." I advised. "And don't worry, Caitlyn's going to get the same speech."
She laughed. "Good. And what about you Mrs. Grey? Have you talked to your husband lately?"
"I have. I just talked to him not too long ago." I replied, sticking my tongue out at the phone.
"That was mature. And yes, I know you stuck your tongue out. I know you, Mitchie." Anastasia laughed. "And when did you manage to talk to him? Shouldn't they be going on stage soon?" She asked.
"Yeah. He only had about 15 minutes to talk when I called, but I needed to talk to him." I said softly.
"What's wrong? What was so important?" She asked alerted.
I bit my lip. Do I tell her? I sighed. "I thought I might have been pregnant, but I'm not. But, it freaked me out and I needed to talk to him about it."
"Ah. So it was just Shane-withdrawal?" She asked completely serious.
"I am not physically going through withdrawal of my husband." I replied pouting.
She laughed full out. "Uh huh. Riiiiight. I believe that. Oh, Mitchie, I have to go. I'm apparently being rude." I laughed at her tone.
"Bye." I said.
"Bye!" She replied.
As I went to press the end button, I accidentally pressed speakerphone. Anastasia hadn't hung up either, assuming I would. I heard her conversation with whomever told her she was being rude.
"Who was that?" A guy demanded softly.
"My best friend Mitchie." She replied with a smile evident in her voice. "I miss her." I smiled brightly.
"Who did she ask if you missed?" He asked.
"What?" Anastasia asked confused.
"You said 'I do miss him'. Who is he?" He explained.
"Oh. Jason, my boyfriend." I could hear the sadness in her voice.
"Oh, right. Him." He scoffed.
"You knew he and I got back together. I told you that when it happened." Her voice was suddenly hard.
"Right, I forgot. Sorry. Silly me. I didn't think the pop star could handle you being away at school. Thought maybe you'd break up again." He was sarcastic, but not like Anastasia. She was usually more playful in her sarcasm. His sarcasm seemed almost dark.
"Bray." She warned. "Don't pull this shit again. I told you it was a mistake. I was upset. I thought you understood it was a one time thing."
"We'll see about that." He replied.
"You have guests you're ignoring." She replied coldly.
"Whatever you say." He scoffed again. I assumed he walked away because it was suddenly quiet. I was fairly certain I heard crying, but I wasn't sure. Against my better judgment, I finally hung up the phone.
There were a lot of questions in my mind. Who was that guy? What were they talking about? And most importantly, why was she crying? I sighed, knowing I had other things to worry about at the moment than a conversation I wasn't supposed to hear in the first place. I'd ask Caitlyn what I should do later.
I woke up at an ungodly hour for a Saturday morning after a fitful night's sleep. I don't like doctors, in general. They scare me. They have the ability to tell you that a simple cold is really AIDS. Okay, not that extreme, but you get my point. I found myself sitting bored in the examining room, alone.
"Hello, Ms. Torres." The doctor smiled at me as he entered.
"Actually, it's Grey." I corrected him. "I got married 6 weeks ago. I'm sure my information still says Torres, though."
"Grey? As in Nicky and Kevin Grey?" Dr. Masis asked.
I nodded. "Yes. I just married their older brother, Shane." I was being polite, but I was growing impatient.
He nodded and did that whole doctor thing of looking at your chart and not really speaking to you. "So, what brings you here?"
"I've been vomiting a lot, sleeping more, trouble focusing…" I answered.
"That sounds like it could be a number of things. However, I'm leaning towards one of two things mostly. Pregnant or Freshman Disease." He laughed.
"I'm sorry, what?" I asked.
"You're a college freshman, correct?" He asked. I nodded. "Some students have trouble adjusting to their new surroundings and the stress of college. Especially if they've recently adjusted to a different lifestyle then the one they grew up in. For example, the student who moves out when they graduate until college starts. They might get caught up in living on their own then reality and responsibility hits them fairly hard. It's rare that this happens, but it can. You mentioned you were married for 6 weeks?"
"Yes." I replied, confused.
"So, both options are fairly plausible." He hmmed to himself again.
"Not really. I'm on the pill and I've taken 6 home pregnancy tests." I explained.
"Well, we'll do the official blood work just to check. If you are on the pill, it's possible for the tests to come up negative." My face paled. I'd already told Shane I wasn't. What was I supposed to do if I was? "I'm going to say it's more of separation anxiety from your husband, who I'm assuming doesn't go to school with you?" He asked.
I nodded. "He's actually on tour in Europe at the moment."
"Ahh, that's right. He's in a band." Dr. Masis scared me a bit, personally. Does he scare you? "We'll get that blood work done and get back to you. In the mean time, try to fight off any naps you're body wants to take and try taking an anti-acid for the vomiting. For concentration, avoid caffeine." I nodded. "The nurse will be in a bit to draw the blood. Good-day, Mrs. Grey." I smiled at my name. I still wasn't entirely used to being called Mrs. Grey.
I found myself nervous once again, curious as to whether or not I was pregnant. Once again questions were filling my mind. What was I going to tell Shane if I was pregnant after all? Could I sue the pregnancy tests for giving me the wrong answer? No, it doesn't say it's 100 percent accurate. I was really hoping I was just suffering from separation anxiety or something similar. Who knew that being away from Shane could really make me ill?
And haha. It was pointed out to me that Jason rearranged is Jonas. So, I still get my Jonas reference without actually admitting it. Forgive me, but my OJD/ JB obsession is a closet obsession. I don't openly admit to it in public. Usually. Lol. But Joe is still my favorite despite not being able to name my laptop that. Stupid prick of an ex.