Diamond

Chapter 3

Third person's P.O.V

Michelle was looking at the doctor with a shocked expression on her face. She heard the words that the doctor said but there is an echo in her head.

"Ms. King?"

"Babe... Michelle... Are you okay?" Adrian says while waving his hand in front of her face. Michelle snapped out of her daze and looked at Adrian then at the door.

"I... I'm p... preg... pregnant?" Michelle asked the doctor.

"Yes with everything that you have told me, they are symptoms of pregnancy and..." the doctor takes the stick out of the cup and looks at it.

"This is a pregnancy test and pink means pregnant." She says showing her a small white stick that had pink colouring at the end. "I am still waiting for your blood test to come back to see what else is giving you these symptoms and I will go and get them later," the doctor tells Michelle.

"I'm want to do an ultrasound to see how far you are in your pregnancy. So please sit on the bed over there and pull your dress up to your breasts," the doctor stands up, walks to the bed and preps it.

Michelle slowly stands up and walks towards the bed, she lies down and pulls up her dress. The doctor puts a sheet over Michelle's lower body, puts gel on her stomach and start spreading it around with a wand. The doctor looks at the screen while moving the wand around, she does this for a few seconds until she sees something on the screen.

"Okay, so you are 6 weeks pregnant... And right there that little grey dot is the baby," the doctor points at the screen.

Michelle is looking at the screen with tears building up in her eyes, Adrian leans closer to her and looks at the screen, all of this is a shock to him but after seeing that small dot on the screen his heart started beating fast thinking about the fact that he is about to become a dad.

"Would you like me to print out the scan?" the doctor asks.

Michelle just nods her head, her eyes not once leaving the screen just thinking about that small dot and how her life has changed forever. What she wasn't sure of was if it changed in a good way or a bad way. The doctor finished wiping the gel off Michelle's stomach and left the office to get the prints.

Michelle climbs off the bed and fixes her dress, they both walk back to their seats and just sit there in silence. Adrian didn't know what to say to her because he felt that she was blaming him for getting her pregnant, while Michelle was busy going over all the pros and cons of being pregnant through her head but one thing she was certain about was that aborting the baby wasn't an option for her at all.

The doctor came back with the prints and the blood test results, she explained that Michelle was okay and everything seemed to be going good with her pregnancy. She gave Michelle some pamphlets about pregnancy explaining all that she needs to eat and what she needs to stay away from, and also a list of gynaecologists that Michelle can contact.

Michelle and Adrian left the doctor's office heading home, all throughout the car ride they were both silent, both afraid to say something wrong to the other. They get to Michelle's apartment still in silence, standing there in the living room looking at each other.

"Umm... I think that... I'm going to take a nap, I'm not feeling well," she says.

"Is something wrong?" Adrian asks quickly starting to be scared that maybe something might be wrong with her.

"No, nothing is wrong... I just want to think things through first," Michelle says noticing how he became worried quickly.

"Yeah I understand... Do you want me to stay with you?"

"No it's okay, you can go back to your place. We'll talk later,"

"Okay I have some work to do anyway... See you later," he walks over and kisses her on her cheek.

"See you later," she says closing the door after he walked out.

Michelle walks to the fridge to get something to eat, instead she grabs a bottle of white wine but when she turns around she sees the pamphlets that the doctor gave her and thinks that alcohol is a no-no to drink when you are pregnant.

She puts it back and takes out a fruit salad that she had prepared two days ago. All her thoughts are that now she has to think before she eats as she needs to eat healthy.

Not wanting to think about her life anymore she goes to her bedroom, turns on the TV and eats her salad, still not fully satisfied after eating she goes back to her kitchen and starts pilling food on a tray and walks back to her room. Soon she is passed out after eating to her heart's content.

Adrian's P.O.V

I throw myself on my couch feeling exhausted even though I did nothing, today have been such a rough day. I did not think that taking Michelle to the doctor would come with the news that she is pregnant, that we are pregnant.

"Aggg," I rub my hands on my face.

This is not a good time for her to be pregnant, and it is obvious that it's mine because I know Michelle would never cheat on me so there is no point in trying to ask her if the baby belongs to me.

When the doctor said that Michelle might be pregnant and showed us that stick that she dipped in urine I thought that maybe it would be a false positive, but seeing the ultrasound made it real.

"Ahh I can't think about this without a cold beer,"

I stand up and walk to my kitchen to grab a beer, popping it open also taking a bag of chips and walk back to watch TV.

I've been watching this basketball game but my mind is not even on it. All that goes on in my head is 'she is pregnant, I'm going to be a dad'. HOW CAN THIS HAVE HAPPEN!!! I mean I know how it works but still we were being cautious.

Except that one time when we used protection but then it broke, I didn't tell Michelle because I knew she was on contraceptives and that will stop the process of pregnancy.

This is not a good time for us to have a baby, it hasn't been long since we both just started university and there is so much for me to do before starting a family. Michelle would have to drop out of school for the time that she is pregnant, but after that I am not sure. What I know is that I won't be dropping out, I am going to finish varsity, get my degree then work at my parents' company. Hopefully one day I will be the CEO of their companies.

There is only one option for this situation and that is aborting the baby. We won't tell anyone, not even our family and friends, it will just be between the two of us. Once we get this over with then we can go back to our normal lives. Michelle and I are always on the same page and we have the same thinking, so I know for a fact that in her mind she is also thinking about aborting the baby.

"Problem solved!"

I stand up taking everything to the sink, then headed towards the couch to take my afternoon nap. Later when I wake up I will go check on Michelle but first I will go buy some food for us.

Michelle's P.O.V

"Aggg who keeps on knocking on my door, don't they know that when someone doesn't come to the door it means that they are not home... or most importantly that they do not want to be bothered!!" I say as I drag my feet to the living room to see who keeps on knocking non-stop.

I was in the middle of such beautiful sleep, I wasn't stressing about anything in life, and my mind was shut off from the stress of today and after eating so much I was in a food coma. Now some i***t doesn't want to take the hint that I am not home or I don't want to come open the door, he or she or it has been knocking for the past 5 minutes.

"WHO IS IT AND WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!!!" I shout when I am close to the door, all I want is to go back to my cloud 9 of a bed.

"It's Adrian, babe, I bought you food," I hear the voice behind the door.

Okay at least he bought some food otherwise he was going to go back to wherever he came from. I open the door to see him holding 3 full paper bags of food. I move away from the door so that he can come in.

"I'm guessing that I woke you up?" he asks while heading to the kitchen.

"Oh you are such a genius!" I say to him sarcastically while walking behind him to see what he got me.

"It's already so late so I went to buy some food because I know that you are tired from the day that you had... and also because you are too lazy to cook,"

He laid down all the food that he bought with him, it was all so appetizing but the one that I was craving for was the chicken salad. I grabbed it and dished it on a bowl added some blue cheese salad dressing, and poured myself tropical juice that I had in my fridge. Adrian got some burger with fries and coke; we left to go to the living room and ate in silence while watching a series. Lately I have been binge watching The Nanny series and I can't get enough, I just love watching Fran.

After we finished eating I put the dishes in the dishwasher and went back to the couch to cuddle with Adrian. I don't know which way to bring up this pregnancy with him and there is no way we can avoid this because there was no turning back.

"Hey babe, can we talk?" I ask sitting up straight.

"Sure about what?" he says while still looking at the TV.

"About today"

"What about today?" he asks still not looking at me, in fact it seems that he isn't paying attention to me.

I don't know why I am nervous of talking about the pregnancy as if he isn't part of it.

"Adrian we need to talk about this pregnancy now!" I say with a firm voice and a straight face.

He turns his head towards me and we just look at each other not breaking eye contact. He sits up on the couch while I turn down the volume of the TV.

"Okay then let's talk about it," he says.

"I know that it is shocking news to the both of us as we didn't even plan it... But it has already happened and we need to talk about how we will move forward," I say to him.

"Okay, so what were you thinking of doing about this problem?" he asks me.

"Problem?"

"About the pregnancy... When do you plan on starting with the process? It is a process right?"

"Process for what exactly?" I'm now confused.

"The abortion process," he says matter-of-fact.

"ABORTION!" I scream at him shocked. Why the hell would he even think about such a thing!

"Why are you screaming at me, and why are you shocked? Isn't that what you were also planning on doing?" he asks.

"Mmmm let me think... HELL NO IT WASN'T!!!" I shout at him again.

"Then what were you thinking?"

"I am keeping the baby. WE are keeping this baby," I emphases on the 'we' to let him know that I am including him too.

"WE?" now it was his turn to shout at me.

"Yes Adrian, WE, as in me and you, as in the two people who had intercourse and now WE made a baby so therefore WE are keeping it,"

"WE!" he repeated.

"Am I speaking French? Tell me this Adrian did you think that I made myself pregnant? Because we both did biology in high school so we know that it takes two people to make a baby,"

"Ah..."

"Exactly... Wait... So the first thing that came to your mind when you heard that I was pregnant... was abortion?"

He looked down and scratched behind his neck.

"Well... Yeah," he says with a small voice.

"And why was that your first thought?!" I say starting to get a little irritated.

"Michelle lets be serious about this. We are both young, we just started university and we just left our homes to live on our own. This is not the right time for us to have a baby. What happens when your stomach gets round and big? Will you continue going to classes while you are that pregnant? And then what happens after you give birth to the baby, will you let your parents raise the baby or are you going to stay home with the baby and until when?"

I have to admit that with all the questions he has asked, they are the questions that are constantly on my mind and I do not have even one answer to any of them. I just got the news today but I knew already that I was not about to abort this child. A child is a miracle and there are so many women in the world who desperately want one.

"I agree with you that this is not the right time for us to have a baby but the honest truth is that there is no such thing as the right time to have a baby. But it has already happened we need to live with it and find a way forward for us," I tell him.

"There is a way forward and that is..."

"DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE!!" I say before he could even finish talking because I already know what he was going to say.

"THEN WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY MICHELLE?!"

"I WANT YOU TO STOP SAYING THAT ABORTION IS THE OPTION BECAUSE IT'S NOT!!"

"I don't understand what the big deal is, there are lots of women who have abortions all the time,"

"I am not those women, I am me and me doesn't want to do that,"

"I am not going to derail my life with this child," he says.

"Derail your life?" I ask him with hurt in my voice.

"Yes, I have plans for my life, things I want to accomplish, places I want to go visit and most importantly I want to get my degree then take over my parents' company before I even think about kids or starting a family," he stands up and starts walking around in front of me while explaining all that he wants for his life.

"And don't you think that I have dreams or places I want to go to or things I have planned for my life? Because I do and I know that I can still do all of it with a kid in my life, it might not go the way I want or in the time frame that I have planned for myself but then eventually I will get them all, WITH A CHILD IN MY LIFE!"

"Well then if you want to keep this baby you will raise it on your own because I don't want it," he says and starts walking towards the door.

"What is that suppose to mean?"

"Exactly what I said Michelle, you're on your own with this baby," he opens the door and leaves slamming it shut behind him.

I'm just standing there looking at the door trying to process what just happened and what I have just heard. I couldn't believe it; did he really just say that? Maybe I heard wrong, right?

I don't think that I heard that right, all I can hear is my heart beating loud in my eyes, I'm having short breaths, it's difficult to breathe through my nose, my sight is blurry from the tears going down my cheeks. He really left after saying that I am on my own. I walk towards the door, touching the handle lightly deciding if I should go out to talk to him or not. In the end I just lock my door and drag my feet towards my bedroom still having short breaths. I lay on my bed, throw a blanket over myself and close my eyes hoping for sleep so that I can get away from such reality.