Not Everything Is What It Seems (Book I)

Silly love by silly people

“Would it be a bad thing if I was pregnant?” I asked, making him choke on the toast he was eating.

“W-Why are you asking that?”

“I don’t know.. I was just thinking an-“

“Are you pregnant?” The desperation was obvious in his voice and his eyes were deeply focused on me.

“No, I’m not pregnant, Brian.” I replied calmly.

“So why did you ask that? You want me to have a heart attack or something?” He sighed in relief and kept biting on his toast, even though his mind was somewhere else.

“Because I wanted to know your opinion about it but I guess I shouldn’t have talked about this.” I stood up from the table and put my plate on the dishwasher.

“Are you mad?” Brian asked from his seat.

“No.” I didn’t turn to him as I washed my plate.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’m okay. Just forget what I asked.” I wasn’t mad at him, I think. But his reaction wasn’t the one I expected to see. I just asked a question. I didn’t mean to get him all nervous.

I heard a chair being pushed back and moments later Brian was wrapping his arms around my waist from behind me, kissing my cheek. “I’m sorry.. you just caught me off guard.”

“I said I wasn’t mad.”

“But I know you are. I don’t want you to feel that way because the thing is.. I don’t know what to answer to your question and if you’re not pregnant, my opinion about this doesn’t matter.”

“That’s the point.” I took his arms away from me and turned around so I could face him. “Your opinion about this does matter. But if you don’t want to talk about it, I understand. I just wanted to know if it was that bad if I was pregnant.”

“I don’t know.. It’s hard to tell.”

“Okay.”

He stared at me confused, maybe waiting for me to say something else, but I had nothing else to say. If he didn’t know, he didn’t know. I wasn’t going to insist on this subject anymore.

“It’s not okay when you’re mad.”

“I’m not mad.” I told him again and he crossed his tattooed arms to his chest, glaring playfully at me. “What?”

“Did I already tell you that you’re a very bad liar?”

“I don’t know why you are asking that.” I turned my back to him and started fumbling on the dishes again. Brian came from behind and took the dishes from my hands, placing them on the counter in front of us.

“I think we fought enough today..” He said, sounding like he was tired of this pointless subject.

I turned around, facing him again, and found his little sad face that I hated so much to see. It was the second time today and all because of me. “I’m sorry, Brian. You’re right.”

“I just don’t wanna fight with you anymore. I don’t want this tension between us.”

“I know.. I’m sorry.” I felt my eyes being filled with some sneaky tears but I tried to suppress them.

“It’s okay. Come here..” He grabbed my hand and pulled me to his chest. “It’s been a tough morning, uh?” I wrapped my arms around his middle and buried my face on his shoulder as he held me tightly to him. I was way too emotional today and I couldn’t contain the tears anymore, so I just let them fall, eventually soaking Brian’s hoodie.