1Suite Life On Deck

Bailey Belle

I DO NOT OWN SLOD OR ANY CHARACTERS

Bailey stood their looking into the bathroom mirror for a few seconds...she had all the symptoms...Her head was banging and she couldn't think straight. She felt like she was going to collapse any second. She knew most women gave birth at a younger age than she was currently at...She wasn't prepared for this though. The thought of telling Cody was something she feared. This was most definitely a delicate situation and she needed to proceed with caution. She had to make sure she and Cody would be able to mange this as a team. And she needed most of all to have a discussion like this with someone. She was so nervous as she thought of how Cody would react...She should of thought of the consequences...She should of thought of how everything would finish in the end. She should of considered every possibility. It was as if her whole personality became reckless. She looked in the mirror and at the sight of herself something happened. A drop of rain came down her face and then exploded into a waterfall. Her emotions were all blending together creating a tornado ripping her apart. Her heart was beating fast in her chest and there was no control left. Her windpipe felt blocked. Like something was interfering with her breathing patterns as it started to climax rapidly. She just wanted time to pause. She wanted to take a break.

"Are you alright, Ms. Pickett?" She head a feminine voice from behind the door. Bailey quickly wiped her cheeks. She tried to relax and attempt not to sound like she was under pressure. She wanted to portray someone unhurt and strong willed. Bailey put on her biggest smile and opened the door to see Alexia standing there.

"I am fine, there is nothing that is upsetting me." She tried to convince Alexia, but Alexia was wiser than that. It was like she was seeing a younger version of herself in Bailey. And then it all clicked.

"You're lying to me right now. There is something askew with you even if you would not admit it. The truth in the end will win...As much as you try to put a fight and win the battle you will come out a loser. If there is something unpleasant going on with you, I am here to listen. Tell me now or would you rather later, I am here." Bailey was shocked by her response back to her statement. Was she really so obvious? She didn't know how to respond.

"Um...I should go, but thank you for that offer, but I am speaking truthfully. No lies would ever come off these lips." Bailey said faking a bigger fake smile. She knew she was lying and it was wrong, but she didn't know what to do...She ran out of the room down towards Cody's house. She wasn't there to see Cody though...She didn't want to witness him at the moment. Every time she thought of Cody all she thought was disappointment. How dejected he would be because of the recent news. She prayed for his happiness, but there was no guarantee how he would react. Good or bad she knew she would have to face it eventually...She would rather do it later than sooner though. The more she avoided her love the better.

Bailey made her way over to Cody's house and on the way there to his home there was no sight of Cody. That made her uneasy. There was a chance that Cody would be at his house if he was not out and about enjoying the day as he usually did. She needed to talk to Zacharry though. He knew his brother more than anyone...even her... He would know how Cody would absorb in this newly found information. She also knew that Zacharry could be very helpful at times when his assistance was needed. Like when they first met. Zacharry had chivalry, but he chose the times when he should or should not use it. She just hoped he would have an answer. She felt strange catechizing Zacharry, but she needed someone.

Bailey approached the steps to the house and knocked on the door a few times. She kept going back on her thought. She wasn't sure if she was doing right or wrong. This was all new to her. It wasn't something you could learn in school. It was something that you were forced to deal with and learn over an extensive amount of time. She walked down the stairs, but it was too late, she heard the door swing open.

"Bailey?" She head his voice and then turned around. It was Zacharry standing on the steps looking down at her. She started shaking. She needed to do this though. She needed to take it one step at a time. The first step was admitting it herself and the next was discussing it with someone for guidance.

" Hello, Mr. Martin." She said politely.

"I am sorry, but my brother is not here at the moment in time. He should be shortly arriving." Bailey needed to gain all her needed to respond. Tell him what was on her mind.

"That is fine. There is something I need to discuss with you actually though if you wouldn't mind giving me your time." Zacharry gave her a confused look. He wasn't sure why he would request him instead. Then he thought that he finally came to her senses. He smiled at her. This time she was eating out of his palm.

"Of course. Anything for you, Ms. Pickett. Would you like to take this inside or wander around on the out?" Zacharry asked Bailey, but she was still nervous. It showed. Zacharry assumed it was because she was about to proclaim her love for him and it made it more challenging because he was her boyfriends brother. Bailey looked around and couldn't find Cody anywhere in her view, but since he was out, it was safer to go inside.

" If you don't mind I was hoping that we could talk inside the house." Zacharry flashed a smile down at her and backed away from the door allowing her to come inside. She did. Those butterflies were still in her stomach though. Once Bailey was inside the house she looked around making sure there was no sign of Mrs. Martin either. She was not so they proceeded to make their way into the kitchen.

"Please, take a seat." Zacharry motioned to the chair sitting at the table and Bailey sat down as he then sat next to her. She knew she could trust Zacharry not to say any of these words to his brother.

"I was hoping that the words we say right now will only be kept between the two of us and that there would be no discussing of the topic outside of this room unless asked in private." Bailey said playing with her hands rubbing them together. Her foot started tapping against the floor. She was so distressed she was not able to contain it any more.

" I promise I will not. I have been keeping things from my brother my entire life this is not a new subject for me." Zacharry knew that request was coming. He was ready for whatever thing was coming next. More than. His eyes focused on her eyes and slowly wandered down to her lips in craving.

" See, there's this thing...and I'm afraid to tell Cody and how he would react to it..." Bailey was stalling as she said each word. Taking her time. She just couldn't get the words out. Zacharry though was ready to comfort he and be there for her. Cody should of seen this coming. He wasn't going to have her forever. Now it was Zacharry's time to be like a cobra and take a strike.

"Yes, and what is that? Bailey, I am here for you, I know it's hard for you, but I am. Whatever it is, you wont be alone to face it." Zacharry held her hand in his rubbing her finger against her skin. She didn't pull away assuming he was trying to be helpful to the situation. She was oblivious to his true intentions again though. She always tried to seek the good in people and that was one of her greatest problems.

"I..." Bailey said closing her eyes and Zacharry had a look of excitement growing on his face. He was ready to be there for her. He was ready to make her his. "I...I'm pregnant..." Zacharry stood up out of his chair.

"YES!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, but then he thought again to himself. Those weren't the words that should of escaped. He looked at the young lady in front of him who was filled with confusion. "...I get to be an uncle!" He said trying to disguise his blunder. He then sat down after he received a glare from her.

" The thing is...I don't think Cody would be as welcoming to this announcement..." Bailey said continuing on. On the inside Zacharry was furious. He was the one who was supposed to be having a child with her. Having the gratification of being in a relationship with the most beautiful girl in boston. Zacharry knew that whatever he was feeling wasn't compared to the guilt she was right now. He shoved that inside even though he wanted her more than anything. He heavily sighed.

" Bailey, you need to tell him now or never. The longer you wait the worse it's going to get."

"How should I bring it up to your brother though? He has always had a affable heart, but don't you think it's too soon to have a child with him? I am afraid he would not take to it well..."Bailey said looking off in another direction. She couldn't take on the thought of Cody hating her.

"Take it well or take it not too well. He needs to know. He is the farther..." Bailey nodded in agreement. He did make a correct point.

"Thank you for helping me and you're right. He does need to know...I just don't know when I should tell him..."

" Isn't your anniversary arriving in a few days? Wouldn't that be an appropriate time to explain this whole fiasco with him?"

"You're right, but calling it a "fiasco" is making the situation worst..."

"You know what I meant." Bailey got up out of the chair and so did he and she gave him a hug thanking him. Zacharry was filled with jealousy. Then as she turned to leave a thought came to his head. He wouldn't have to meddle at all ruining their relationship. Cody is going to go out to sea and Bailey is going to have a baby...The result to this should turn out to be interesting.

As Bailey was exiting she opened the door trying to sustain all the emotion. As she walked down the first few steps she unexpectedly fell into something. The fall sent her to the ground and she heard a scream as the other body fell down. The first this she thought of was the baby then she remembered she was only a few weeks probably pregnant and it was surrounded safely by tissue. That made her feel relief after that short panic attack. She had to be more careful though and less clumsy. She looked up and she saw him.