Was I alright? No. I wasn't alright. I was freaking pregnant! And hormonal! And pissed! What right did he even have to ask me that kind of question? This was the same man who promised not to push me away again. Not to shut me out. Well look where we were now? If this isn't an example of history repeating itself I'm not sure what is.
I pulled the bathroom door open with a flash of fury, and when my eyes met Owen's he was clearly taken aback by my behavior. I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him, waiting for him to ask me again if I was alright.
“Ronnie?”
“Why are you going back to Nashville?” I snapped.
“What? I mean- I told you. I can't stay here.”
“So you're pushing me away again?”
“It isn't that simple.”
“Fuck you!”
“Unicorn, if you're pregnant-”
“I'm not!” I blurted out.
I regretted the words the minute I said them, but I couldn't find a way to take them back now. If he didn't want to be with me, then I wasn't going to let him use this baby as an excuse to stay.
“Oh.” He said, with a hint of sadness.
“You've got nothing keeping you here now. Feel free to grab your clothes and leave.” I said, biting the inside of my cheek to keep my tears at bay.
“Leave?” He asked, with confusion.
“Yes! Leave!”
“I don't want to leave you; you crazy woman. I just want to leave New York!”
“What?”
“You never let me finish.” He laughed. “If Derek's taking over, I don't want to be here to see it. I know you've got Sew New, and Morgan... but I was hoping that you'd come with me.”
“To Nashville?”
“Yes!” He laughed again. “I promised I wouldn't push you away again, and I meant it. I just want a fresh start, and I think we could both have that there.”
“I can't just uproot my life again, Owen. Especially now.”
He sighed. “I figured as much. I guess it was just wishful thinking on my part. You know for a minute there when I thought you could be pregnant, I was happy.”
“You were?” I asked, crinkling my nose.
“I know it's way too soon. We've only been 'together' for a month, but the thought of sharing a child with you doesn't scare me. I know that you're the one for me, Unicorn.”
I started to cry, and he laughed reaching over to wipe my tears. I stepped aside then, gesturing towards the test that still sat on the counter. He gave me a puzzled look, but came into the bathroom anyway. When he stopped in front of the test, and looked down I thought that he was going to pass out.
He caught my eyes in the mirror, and looked into them with confusion. My lip quivered, and he spun around to face me.
“Please don't be mad.” I said.
“Why did you lie?”
“I- I thought you were breaking up with me, and I didn't want you to stay just because of the baby.”
“What were you planning to do? Raise her without me? Never tell me?”
“Of course not! I just needed a minute to process everything, and to see how you really felt.”
“You know how I feel about you, Ronnie.”
“You have to admit the way that you were acting was very confusing.”
“It wouldn't have been, if you had just let me finish talking.” He teased.
“You're smiling? Does that mean you don't hate me?”
He rolled his eyes. “I can't hate you.”
“Hold onto that thought.” I said, with caution.
“What aren't you telling me?”
“To be frank, I haven't missed a period. I have no idea how far along I am, and I slept with Derek the week before Morgan and I left.”
I'd done it. I'd ripped off the band-aid. He already knew that Derek being this baby's father was a possibility. He'd even asked about it. It didn't make it any easier to say the words out loud though. I could almost see the wheels turning as he stood there, staring at me. I wanted to say something else. Something to comfort him maybe, but I was at a loss for words.
“It's hard enough knowing that your ex is my brother, but the thought of the child you're carrying being my niece or nephew is a hard pill to swallow.”
“I'll call to make an appointment tomorrow. As soon as I know how far along I am, we'll know for sure. Until then, I'll understand if you need some space.”
My stomach growled, and I placed my hand over it without thinking. Owen smiled when he noticed, and walked towards me with mischief in his eyes. When he reached me, he placed his own hand over mine.
“You need to feed this baby.”
“I already ordered Chinese.” I said, looking up into his eyes.
He leaned in towards my lips, and gave me a soft kiss.
“Whatever we find out. We'll find out together. I want to be there with you. Good news, or bad.”
“Are you sure?”
He nodded his head, his forehead now resting against mine.
“All in, remember?” He whispered.
“All in.” I whispered back.
TWENTY
MORGAN, AND I WERE sitting at the kitchen table the following morning eating cereal. Owen was still asleep. After our long talk last night, and with what happened to his father I knew that he could really use the rest. He took my pregnancy a lot better than I thought he would. Most men probably would have run for the hills, when their girlfriend of only a month tells him she's pregnant.
I was scrolling through my phone, while shoveling peanut butter crunch into my mouth. I was googling pregnancy, and birth control.
“Maybe I drank too much?” I asked aloud. “It says here that I could have thrown the pill up before it had time to do it's thing.”
“I have a serious question.” Morgan said, tapping her spoon against her chin in thought.
“Can you get pregnant if only one person cums? Because if that's the case, there is no way this baby is Derek's.”
“Morgan!” I said, trying to hide my laughter. “What if Owen heard
