Chapter Three
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It has been a few weeks since Chad and I and last slept together and since then I have been getting sick a lot lately.
“Are you sure that you are not pregnant with Chad’s child?” Val asks.
“I am pretty sure that I am not pregnant I do believe that we used protection all but the last night,” I say and that is when the relization hit me like a f*****g mac truck.
“Well you need to go and get some pregnacy test and then go to the doctor just to make sure, and then after that you need to tell Chad but only if the doctor says it is positive,” she says helping me get my stuff and carry it to the car.
We get in the car and drive to the drug store and grabbed 10 tests and then went into the bathroom and took all of the tests, and they all said positive. Then she drove me to my doctor and got me seen. And it turns out that I was pregnant.
I start to breakdown and cry.
“Honey are you okay?” Val asks coming right by my side. I shake my head and start to hyperventilate.
“Sweetie it is okay everything will be just fine but you have to tell Chad,” she says trying to confort me. I nodded and we got up and into the car I dropped her off and drove over to Chad’s palce but he was not there. So I started to drive to the studio when I got hit by a car that came blazing through the intersection hitting me.
Sometime later I woke up in the hospital and Chad was right there next to me crying his eyes out.
“Chad what is wrong?” I ask my voice kind of rough.
“I just found out that you were pregnant and that you lost the baby,” he says with tears welling up in his eyes.
“honey it will be okay. We will get through this. But I do have a question for you,” I state looking at him.
“What is it baby?” he asks looking down at me.
“Well I was wondering if we could move in together?” I ask looking hopeful. He nods and I get super excited that I almost forget that I am in a hospital bed.
"Whoa carful there baby we don’t want you hurting yourself anymore then you already are,” he says grabbing my arm gently as not to hurt me. I nod and rest for the next two weeks before we could go home to my house and move his stuff into my house.
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