The six weeks between appointments seemed to drag on without end for both girls. Chloe was trying to do her best to balance school, the Bellas, meeting with the endocrinologist and psychologist Dr. Cook had suggested, and her relationship with Aubrey. The redhead did her best not to complain, but after six weeks of running on four hours of sleep a night takes its toll.
The night before the 12-week appointment, Chloe was surprised when Aubrey showed up at her apartment. The ginger did her best to fake a smile to the blonde. "Hey Bree. I didn't think I'd see you tonight. Come on in."
Aubrey immediately made her way to the couch and started nervously wringing her hands. Chloe sat down next to her girlfriend and put a comforting hand on her leg. "What's wrong?"
The blonde took a deep breath before forcing herself to make eye contact with Chloe. "I'm keeping the baby."
A plethora of emotions had suddenly invaded Chloe's brain and it showed on her face. Everything from excitement to pure fear and everything in between was being felt by the redhead. Eventually, Aubrey couldn't take the silence. "Chloe, please tell me what you're thinking."
Chloe pulled herself out of her thoughts and looked Aubrey in the eyes and stated honestly, "I'm really happy you're keeping the baby."
To Chloe's surprise, Aubrey's eyes didn't soften or show any sign of relief. "Chloe, you told me when I told you I was pregnant that you were excited to potentially be a parent. I doubt that you would lie to me about your feelings on this. I'm telling you that I made my decision because we have very serious things to talk about before the baby gets here."
The redhead was taken aback by Aubrey's bluntness, but quickly recovered as quickly as possible, "Ok Bree. What do you want to talk about?"
"First of all, we have to figure out our living situation for when the baby gets here. Something tells me university housing won't be ok with having an infant living in the dorms."
Chloe furrowed her brow in confusion, "I guess I kind of thought you'd move in with me. We are in a relationship and I already signed a lease to have this place next year too."
Aubrey hesitated for a moment as she considered what Chloe had suggested, the redhead did have a point and the blonde only had minimal initial concerns. "I would agree that does makes sense, but where do you suggest the nursery goes?"
"I mean, the bedroom is pretty big. I don't think that it would be unreasonable to think we could fit a crib and changing table in there."
Without missing a beat, the blonde fired back with another question, "What are you going to do about a babysitter and going to class?"
"I-," Chloe tried to interject.
"And what about money? Babies are pretty expensive and eventually that endocrinologist and psychologist are going to quit paying to run tests and do studies on you."
Chloe quickly cut her girlfriend off with a kiss. "Bree, slow down. You're not even letting me answer before asking another question."
The blonde took a few deep breaths to steady herself. "I'm sorry. I did come here to have a real conversation about our plan for at least the next six months. I just got a little over-whelmed when I start thinking about everything after that."
The redhead took Aubrey's hand in hers. "Hey, no judgment. You know this apartment is a safe place. You don't have to be perfect Aubrey Posen here."
Aubrey nodded and tried to hold back tears from being so touched by what Chloe said and knew she meant it. "Thanks Chlo. I really needed that."
The ginger just beamed at the blonde for a second before turning serious. "Bree, I agree we need a plan for when the baby gets here and we'll have that conversation tomorrow. I think the rest of the night should be spent relaxing. I hate seeing you so stressed out. We can do whatever you want."
The blonde couldn't help but smile at how amazing her girlfriend was. "Would you hate me if I asked for a foot massage while we watch The Notebook? My feet have been killing me."
Chloe just smiled and shook her head, "Absolutely not. Just one problem, I don't have The Notebook. Do you wanna go to my DVD case and pick something else?"
"You have Mean Girls, right? Let's watch that."
The rest of the night was spent with Chloe listening to Aubrey vent while she massaged her feet. The blonde had a lot of things stressing her out from telling her family that she was pregnant to school to if she would be a good mother.
Aubrey really appreciated Chloe's sympathy towards her situation. It was nice to have someone just listen to her judgment free and didn't try to interject her unsolicited opinion. The blonde got a little carried away with her venting and kept going until after two in the morning.
"Sorry about that. I kind of lost track of time," Aubrey said sheepishly after she looked at the clock.
"Don't apologize. You're my girlfriend. I want to know what's going on in your life. Plus, built up stress isn't good for the baby. Now let's go to bed." The couple had a good night's sleep snuggled in each other's arms.
Chloe woke up the next morning to an empty bed. She would have thought the blonde would want to sleep in a little on her day off. The redhead's concerns were immediately washed away when the smell of pancakes and bacon started wafting into her nose. It was only eight-thirty, but she was willing to sacrifice an hour of sleep to eat the breakfast her girlfriend made for her.
When Chloe walked into the kitchen she was greeted to the sight of Aubrey in an oversized t-shirt shaking her hips while she quietly sang "The Sign" and flipped the bacon.
The redhead couldn't help herself as she made her way to her girlfriend, and gave her hips a little squeeze as she started peppering kisses down the blonde's neck. "You look so beyond sexy right now. It's taking all of my will power to not bend you over the counter and fuck you until you can't stand."
Aubrey couldn't help but moan at Chloe's proposition while trying no to burn herself on the stove, "Chlo, don't tease me like that."
The redhead took this as encouragement to continue, she took a small step forward so her front was pressed into Aubrey's back, her hips starting to rock against the blonde's ass. "What makes you think I'm only teasing?" Chloe said as her hands made their way under the oversized shirt and started wandering up the blonde's front, stopping briefly to give Aubrey's slowly growing stomach a little attention before continuing to her girlfriend's braless tits. Chloe couldn't help but smirk at the new discovery. "God Bree, you're practically begging to get fucked senseless."
Chloe punctured her sentence by groping her girlfriend's boobs and beginning to twist and pull at her nipples. Aubrey wasn't sure how, but she managed to turn the stove off, despite how aroused she was, turn around and pull Chloe into a heated kiss.
The ginger wasted no time in establishing her dominance. All Aubrey could do was a moan in response, she had never seen this side of her girlfriend before and she wasn't sure if it was the hormones or the fact that she hadn't had sex in three months, but it was turning her on to no end. "Chloe, take me, please?" Aubrey begged breathlessly as the redhead began assaulting her neck with kisses.
A predatory smile spread across Chloe's face as she picked Chloe up by the backs of her thighs and carried her to the bedroom. "I thought you'd never ask."
When they arrived in the bedroom, Chloe dropped Aubrey onto the bed before hovering her over her girlfriend's body. The redhead ripped the T-shirt off of the blonde as her hand made its way into Aubrey's underwear and relished in the wetness she found there. "Holy shit, you're soaked! Touch yourself for me. I want you to feel how much you want me."
"I want you to touch me," Aubrey whined when she felt Chloe's hand leave her underwear.
"Touch yourself or I'm withholding," the blonde looked up and saw a hardness in Chloe's eyes that she had never seen before an knew that she wasn't joking.
After putting aside concerns about doing something so private in front of someone else, Aubrey's hand made its way into her panties and found that Chloe wasn't exaggerating about being soaked. As the blonde dipped a single finger inside of herself and let out a moan of pleasure and relief after having been celebrate since the night she had gotten pregnant. After taking a moment to adjust to the feeling, Aubrey slid another finger in and started rubbing her clit with her thumb. "Oh fuck Chloe, that feels so good," Aubrey moaned as she felt herself nearing orgasm.
Just before she was about to come, the blonde heard her girlfriend tell her to stop. To both girls' surprise, Aubrey was able to do so on a dime. "Why'd you make me stop?" The blonde whined.
"So I could do this," Chloe whispered into her girlfriend's ear as she ripped the panties off and plunged into the blonde.
Aubrey screamed in surprise, but quickly recovered, wrapping her legs around Chloe's waist, opening herself up more, allowing the redhead to thrust deeper. "Just a, oh fuck, a little more. Please Chloe, baby?" Aubrey panted into the ginger's ear.
Chloe was sure she had never heard anything as sexy in her life as her gorgeous pregnant girlfriend begging to be fucked harder. The thought sent Chloe into a lust filled frenzy, she was thrusting at a pace she didn't even know was possible.
Aubrey came less than 10 seconds after her pleas for her girlfriend to fuck her harder, Chloe following not long after. The orgasm was by far the best Aubrey had ever had in her life.
When they both recovered, the couple allowed a loving smile pass between them as Chloe leaned in to kiss her girlfriend as she lowered her from the counter. "Holy shit Chlo, that was amazing. I owe whoever taught you that a thank you note."
Aubrey noticed how visibly uncomfortable Chloe became, she wasn't even looking her in the eyes anymore and decided to quickly change the subject. "Anyways, you better eat your breakfast, you don't want to be late to class."
Chloe let out a little whine as she saw down at the table with her plate and silver wear in hand. "But I don't want to go to class today. I want to stay home and bake cookies with you."
The blonde looked at her girlfriend like she was on drugs. "I'm not going to make cookies while you're in class, which you are definitely going to college is expensive and we are both getting ever penny's worth out of what our tuition covers."
The redhead giggled and shook her head. "I'm kidding Bree. I was quoting Space Jam."
Aubrey relaxed with the knowledge that Chloe wasn't actually going to skip class. "Ok, good. I'm glad we're on the same page. I never saw that movie," she said as an afterthought.
Chloe dropped her knife and fork onto her plate in shock, making Aubrey jump. "You've never seen Space Jam? We are changing that tonight. It's the perfect combination of timeless with the Looney Tunes and completely dated with Michael Jordan and all of the NBA players they talk about."
"We'll see how I feel after the appointment," Aubrey replied as she started to clean the kitchen.
The girls made small talk while Chloe finished her breakfast and Aubrey continued to clean the kitchen until the redhead had to go to class, giving her girlfriend a goodbye kiss on her way out.
As usual, Chloe got back from her class at quarter after 11, dropped her backpack off and drove herself and Aubrey to the hospital. The whole ride over, Chloe hummed along to every song on the radio. Aubrey didn't notice though, she was too focused on trying to figure out why her girlfriend seemingly shut down after joking about her sexual history and her past in general.
When the girls arrived at Dr. Cook's office, they checked in and sat down in an empty waiting room. "Hey Chlo," Aubrey tried in an attempt to get her girlfriend's attention while trying to make sure her tone was still calm.
"Yeah Bree?" Chloe replied, only partially paying attention to Aubrey, her primary attention was focused on an article about caring for an autistic child in one of the many parenting magazines laid throughout the waiting room.
The blonde took a deep breath before deciding to come right out and ask her. "Why did you start to shut down when I said I owed the girl who taught you that stuff you did earlier a thank you note?" Suddenly realizing that she knew almost nothing about her girlfriend's past, pushed further. "And why do you always deflect when people start talking about their pasts?"
Before Chloe could respond, the nurse came to bring Aubrey back to the exam room. The redhead looked at her girlfriend and whispered, "We'll talk about it later tonight, I promise." as she and the blonde stood up to follow the nurse.
Aubrey barely had time to change into the gown she was given before Dr. Cook was knocking to stat the appointment. The older man came in with a smile on his face. "Hello Ms Posen, how are we feeling today?"
The blonde returned the man's smile, "We're good. I think they are done giving me morning sickness. But aside from that I don't have anything else to report."
The doctor nodded and made a note on Aubrey's chart. "So, what do you say we take a look to see how the little one is doing?"
"Yes, that sounds great. Speaking of guy or gal, when will we find out the sex?" Aubrey asked, trying to hide just how excited she was to find out if she would be giving birth to a son or daughter in five months.
Dr. Cook looked at the blonde, confused. "What do you mean find out the sex?"
Aubrey laughed nervously, hoping he was playing a joke before clarifying in case he wasn't. "You know, find out if we're having a boy or girl."
"Ms Posen, the reason why I asked why you would need to know the sex is because there is no chance that your baby will be male." Dr. Cook stopped to let what he had said sink in. "Biologically speaking, a male has XY chromosomes. As I'm sure you know, females have XX chromosomes which is what both you and Chloe have, seeing as neither of you has a Y chromosome to contribute, there is no way the fetus is male."
Dr. Cook gave the couple a moment to process what he had just told them before continuing. "Now, Ms Posen, if you'll just lift up the gown, we can move on to the ultra sound."
The blonde did as she was asked with a blank expression on her face. Whatever Dr. Cook would say about the baby's health or point to the screen and tell her what that would eventually be, Aubrey would force a smile and nod in acknowledgement. Her girlfriend's change in attitude was something Chloe immediately picked up on and decided she would ask her about when they were alone.
The car ride back to campus was filled with an awkward silence that followed them back to the apartment until Chloe decided to ask about what had happened at the doctor's office. "Bree, are you ok with having a girl? After Dr. Cook told us that the baby will definitely be female, you seemed a little off."
Aubrey flopped down on the couch while letting out a sad sigh. "Of course I'm fine with having a girl. I had always hoped that my first born would be a girl, but I would of course love my children regardless of gender."
"I'm sensing a 'but' coming," Chloe commented as she joined her girlfriend on the couch.
"But, I also imagined having a son as well. Hearing that that won't happen so long as we're together was kind of a blow to what I had pictured for the future."
Chloe hung her head in shame. She had always known that being intersex would put limitations on her. Finding out that one of the only positives about her condition, being able to give her wife biological children, had limitations that would hinder her partner's dream for the future was devastating.
Aubrey immediately noticed how much what she had just told Chloe effected her, making the blonde instantly regret telling her. "Chloe, baby, look at me," Aubrey instructed gently as she gently lifted the redhead's chin to look at her, her blue eyes already brimming with tears.
"I'm sorry for the way I said what I did, it was insensitive and inconsiderate. But I would be lying if I said I didn't mean it. I always did imagine having children when I was older with at least one boy, finding out that we can't have one biologically was a bit of a surprise. But we can still have one later if we want, either through adoption or a sperm donor. So what do you say, can you forgive me?" Aubrey asked, giving Chloe her best attempt at the redhead's puppy dog eyes.
Chloe laughed and nodded before pulling the blonde in for a kiss.
When they pulled apart, the couple exchanged a loving smile before they laid down, Aubrey's head on Chloe's shoulder. Deciding now was as good a time as any, the blonde decided to bring up the redhead's past again. "Chlo, please tell me about your past. It's obvious that you want to avoid it, but you're my girlfriend and we're having a baby. I need to know what the baby's support system is going to look like on both sides, not just mine."
Aubrey felt Chloe tense under her again and chanced a look up to see the redhead was nearly in tears for the second time in five minutes. The blonde felt terrible for doing that to her girlfriend, but she had to know for the sake of the baby.
After a few moments, Chloe finally spoke. "You're right. I just don't like to talk about it because I don't even like to think about it.. I have a bubbly and open personality, which is genuine, but Barden is the first chance I've been able to show this part of myself in a long time. Remember after you found out about my condition? How I said you could call me a freak and leave like everyone else?" Aubrey nodded hesitantly, she knew what she was about to hear was going to break her heart.
"That was basically my life from the second I was born. My biological parents didn't want to know what sex I would be until birth. When I came out with a penis but they were told I had chromosomes they thought that I was a punishment from God. I guess they were super religious. So they gave me over to an adoption agency almost immediately. They didn't think I would get adopted because of my condition, but when I was six months old, my mom adopted me, not because she felt bad that I was intersex, she wanted me because I was 'The happiest little baby in the nursery'. She was a middle aged career woman who didn't get around to getting married and having a baby of her own so she decided to adopt one. The fact that she still wanted me after finding out about my condition makes her my guardian angel."
All while I was growing up, my mom always told me that I was different from the rest of the little girls. I didn't really understand what she meant until I started going to school and noticed that I was the only one that would get a boner during naptime like the boys, but no one really noticed until middle school when we started sex ed. That's when the girls realized why I had a weird bulge in my pants when I wore skinny jeans and the guys started hassling me because I was guy where it counted.
Finding an outlet was hard. I liked sports because they let me channel any rage I had, but there was always a question of whether I should be playing for the boys' or girls' team because they didn't understand that intersex and transgender are different things. I eventually got annoyed and stopped trying to convince whoever I needed to that I should be allowed to play with the rest of the girls.
It wasn't until I took a theatre class that I realized I love performing and didn't have a bad singing voice. I started out with just chorus parts in the musicals, but eventually started getting lead parts because of my voice and my acting was decent. It was nice to finally be somewhere I was accepted and wanted.
When I was in high school, I ended up having the same gym period as the head cheerleader my freshman year. She cornered me after school one day she had practice and I had rehearsal. She said she had heard about my condition from a few of the underclassmen on the squad and wanted to get practice before she 'did it' with her boyfriend for the first time. She said it wouldn't count as cheating or her first time because I was mostly another girl. Fourteen-year-old Chloe was really naïve about the whole thing. I thought, 'Maybe if I helped her out by getting her ready for her boyfriend she'd help get other people to leave me alone.'
That night I went to her house and she did a lot of stuff to me that I really wasn't ready for or ok with, but I dealt with it because I didn't want to blow my chance at the doors she could open up for me. When we were done, she kicked me out almost immediately. I barely had time to get dressed before she had kicked me out on the porch. I dragged myself home, took a shower, and cried myself to sleep.
The next day at school, nothing had changed in the way of guys hassling me, but I did have a lot of girls coming up to me to see if I would help them out too. I'm really not proud of this, but I saw hooking up with those girls as an opportunity for revenge against their boyfriends, the guys who bullied me, being able to fuck their girlfriends before them without them knowing made me feel like justice was being served.
I kept that up well into my junior year and at that point I had figured out how to please a woman and how to consistently make a girl orgasm. In November, my mom was diagnosed with stage three breast cancer. Because my mom was single with no family in the area, I became her primary caregiver. I wasn't resentful, after everything she had done for me, it was the least I could do, plus having vengeful, casual sex started to lose its appeal."
The redhead stopped to steel her nerves and stop the tears that were already beginning to well up in her eyes. "All during chemo, she had stomach cramps and diarrhea, but we ignored it because she had heard that chemo was hell and they were just some of the side effects. I came home from school one day and found her still in bed, cold.
I called an ambulance and the paramedics did everything they could, but she was dead before we even made it to the hospital. Hearing that the only mother I'd ever known and my best friend was gone forever was too much for me to handle. I broke down and went into hysteria. IT was so bad that I had to be put on the psych unit for 72 hours.
When I got released, there were two social workers from the state waiting to take me to an orphanage because I was only 16 and no longer had a parent or guardian. I, of course, refused and immediately went to my lawyer to file to be my own legal guardian.
Basically, spring of my junior year consisted of studying for the SATs and my AP classes and going to court to determine if I was responsible enough to be my own guardian. In June, a judge ruled in my favor. It was such a relief to know that I would finally be able to put my mom to rest the way I knew she would want and finally be able to pay back all of the debt I owed for staying in a hotel for two weeks after she died. Even thinking about going to the house knowing that she wouldn't be there upset me too much.
After the funeral, I put the house on the market and moved into an apartment by myself where I kept to myself until school started back up in September. Everyone finally stopped bullying me. I'm not sure if it was because I was a senior and the underclassmen were abiding by some kind of hierarchy or if they felt bad about everything I had gone through, but either way, it was nice to be left alone to grieve and focus on school.
I busted my ass senior year with five AP classes to make something of myself like my mom would have wanted. It paid off when I got into Harvard, Columbia, Dartmouth, and my safety school, Barden. I toured the Ivy Leagues and fell in love with Harvard the second I got there for a tour. The others were great too, but how could they compete with Harvard as a school and Cambridge/Boston as a city?"
Unfortunately, my mom's money was primarily tied up in the house, which was still on the market, and I didn't qualify for enough financial aid and scholarships to cover everything, so I was forced to go to Barden. At first I was bitter because I felt like all of my hard-work was for nothing, until I came for a visit. While it wasn't Boston, I found Atlanta pretty cool and found out that all of my AP credits would put me at Junior status as far as credits and get me a full scholarship. I opted for an apartment so I could avoid any awkward conversations about my condition.
I had read about the Bellas while researching performance groups at Barden. I thought being an all female group was really cool and acapella would be a fun challenge. I found out when auditions were, showed up, got in, met you, and here we are." Chloe said as she took a moment to catch her breath.
Before Chloe could even say anything else, she was immediately wrapped up in a hug by a crying Aubrey. "I had no idea what you'd gone through. You always seem so happy and upbeat that I always assumed that you'd had a great childhood. I'm sorry you had such a rough time, especially the last few years."
Chloe lost herself in her girlfriend's hug as she tried to fight back her own tears. "Thank you, Bree. It isn't really something I like to dwell on because I like to keep the past where it belongs. I just thought that it was important to tell you the whole story if I told you anything about my family situation and past."
Aubrey kissed Chloe's forehead, "I totally understand and I want to thank you for being so open and honest with me, I know it wasn't easy."
The redhead had recovered enough to the point where she was able to look Aubrey in the eyes. "Do you know what would make me feel better?"
"What's that?"
"Watching Space Jam with my girlfriend for the first time." Chloe said innocently.
It took all of Aubrey's will power to not roll her eyes at her girlfriend's suggestion. "Go set it up."