Chapter 9: Why Does Sex Always Come Up?

"Are you ready to go in?" Troy asked me and I nodded.

We were standing in front of a private clinic that Troy wanted to go to. He grabbed my hand and we walked into the building and up to the front desk.

"Hello, how may I help you?" The dark-skinned brunette lady at the desk asked us.

"Yes, we have an appointment with Dr. Cross."

"Oh yes. He's the second door from the rights down the hall. He is waiting for you." She eyed me as we walked to the back. I put my free hand over my stomach as we came to the second door on the right. Troy knocked and there was a faint come in. We walked into the room and noticed the room was very empty except the bed with the stirrups and some chairs. We walked deeper into the room until we were standing right next to the bed/chair thingy with the stirrups.

"Good afternoon." A voice came. I looked in the direction of the voice and saw a medium height man with brown hair walking over to us. He looked as young as Troy. "Troy, its been so long I've seen you. How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"That's good." The man turned and smiled at me. "You must be Sharpay. I'm Dr. Jason Cross, but you can call me Jason. I want you to be as comfortable with me as you can." He offered a hand and I shook it. "Here. Sit." He motioned for me to sit on the bed/chair.

As I sat down, he sat down in a rolling chair and Troy sat in another chair beside me. "Are you the one who is going to be checking on my baby?" I asked as he put latex gloves on.

"Yes. I'm the one whose going to be checking on and delivering your baby. Is that a problem?"

"No."

"Ok, so lets get started. When was your last period?"

"About four or five months ago. I'm not sure."

"When was your first time having unprotected sex?"

I thought for a second. "I think on August 15." Of course, I would never forget that date. The day I got raped and lost my virginity and met Troy.

"Is Troy the father?"

"I-" I looked over at Troy and he nodded. "Yes. He's the only one I've ever been with."

"Ok, so I want you to change into this," He handed me a gown. "So I can do the pelvic exam."

"Ok."

"I'll be just in the other room. Call me when you're finished." He got up and walked out. I stood up and started to undress. I took my pants and pulled my shirt over my head. I felt Troy's gaze on my back and turned around.

"He's very nice." I said as he stared at me. His eyes were locked on my chest. I looked down and noticed that they had grown, again. They were nearly popping out my new bra. I groaned inwardly. I would need another new bra.

"Yea."

"You know him?"

"Yea, I've known him for a while." He waved it off and motioned for me to come over to him. I walked over to him, and he pulled me down onto his lap.

He wrapped his arms around me and started to kiss me. After a few seconds, I pulled away. "What are you doing?"

"Kissing you." He pulled me closer to his chest and continued to kiss me. His hand snuck behind my back and started to undo my bra. I pulled away and removed his hands. He looked at me. "What?"

"We can't do this here. In the middle of a doctor's room!"

"He's my friend, so yes we can." He smiled and pulled me closer to his chest.

"No, we can't." I moved his hands and got off his lap. I walked back over to the table and pulled the gown over my head. Before I could call the doctor back in, Ty came over to me and pushed me down on the bed/chair, harsher then he had touched me in months. He got on top of me and started to kiss me. He got his hands under my gown and into my panties.

Dr. Cross', I was more comfortable using his last name, voice caused us to jump apart. "Are you ready?"

"Yes." I pulled my gown down as he walked into the room. I looked over at Troy, who was sitting right beside me. He winked and blew me a small kiss. I rolled my eyes and shook my head.

Dr. Cross sat down in his chair in front of me. "I'm gonna need you to take off your underwear and put your legs in the stirrups. Keep your legs open too."

"What?"

"Its for the pelvic exam. Its to see how far along you are and to check a few other things."

"Ok." I did as I was told. It was weird having my legs open in front of a stranger. But what was Troy but a stranger?

"Ok, now this may feel a little weird." I was confused until he stuck his two of his gloved fingers in me. I couldn't stop the gasp that escaped my mouth from his cold touch. I felt Troy grab my hand and stroke the back of it. Dr. Cross told me to relax and did this for a few minutes and then pulled back.

"So?" Troy asked. He was anxious as I was.

"She's 20 weeks."

"Twenty weeks?" I asked, that meant that I got pregnant our very first time, my very first time.

"Yea, five months give or take a week. Now, I have to do an ultrasound to be perfectly sure. So you can put back on your clothes. I'll be getting the machine." He walked out the room. I got up and took off the gown. I pulled all my other clothes on and sat back down. Dr. Cross came back in, rolling a machine with him. He put the machine beside the bed, then rolled his chair next to me. "Okay, now pull up your shirt." I did as he said. "The stuff I'm about to put on your stomach may be a little cold." I nodded and he squirted the gel on my stomach. I shivered, he was right. He moved a wand across my stomach. I heard the machine come to life, and was surprised to see a picture appear on it. I stared at it, mouth agape. Most of the screen was shaded in black, except for the white and gray parts in the middle.

"Where's the baby?" Troy asked.

"Right there." He pointed to this shape in the fetal position. I looked closer at the screen and finally saw it. I could see the thing growing inside me.

I could see my baby.

The thought brought tears to my eyes and my mouth went dry. "Thats-Thats my baby." I looked at Troy. "Th-Thats our baby." I looked back at the screen. "Th-Thats amazing." I smiled and the tears overflowed my eyes. Troy reached over and wiped away my tears. But even with the tears, I could see the look the doctor threw at Troy. It confused me.

"Yep, most first mothers-to-be think so. This is the head, these are the arms, and these are the legs." He pointed as he spoke. He looked at me and smiled at my dazed expression. "Would you like to know if its a girl or a boy?"

I looked at Troy. "Its your choice, baby." He squeezed my hand.

I turned back to the doctor. "No. I want it to be a surprise."

"Ok then. Let me just make a picture, then I have some information to share with you. He got up, wiped the gel off my stomach, and rolled the machine out of the room. He came back with a piece of paper in his hand. "Here you go." He handed me the picture. "Your baby is very healthy and is growing well. Now in order to monitor the baby correctly, I'll need to see you in a month. Is that okay?"

"Yes sir."

He held his hand up. "You don't have to call me sir, it makes me feel so old. Just say yes or no, please."

"Yes, then."

"Okay, and about your diet. You'll need to eat more fruits and vegetables. You also need to eat daily and regularly. Don't skip a meal, remember: You're eating for yourself and your baby. Avoid anything too stressful. Stress harms the baby."

I nodded. "Yes, is that it?"

"No. Are you two planning on having sex?"

"Yes." Troy answered and I felt my face grow hot. Why did sex always come up in almost everything now?

"Well I have some precautions for you."

"Precautions?"

"Yea, when you're pregnant, sex can be dangerous for the baby."

"How so?"

"I've got a chart." He brought over a chart.

"Healthy Sex Positions?" My face burned even more as I looked at the inappropriate poster.

"Yes. Many pregnant couples don't understand some of the risks they have in certain positions. This one right here," He pointed to one. "is the most dangerous one."

"Which one is the safest?" Troy asked. I kept my mouth shut.

"This one." He pointed to different one.

After that, he went on describing the different positions and it made me uncomfortable.

Finally, he put the chart away. "Lastly, please. Never ever, have sex before an appointment. The pelvic exam is hell for me if you do."

"Yes. Thank you." I said and held the picture in my hand.

"Your welcome." Troy grabbed my hand and led me out the room. We got into his car and drove back to my house.

Thanks for reading, and heres to hoping that y'alls Christmas Days and New Years is going well. Here's to also hoping that you've gotten what you wanted.

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