honey wildflower ; t.c

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*one year later*

RYEN CLAIRE SOMMERS-

"why wont this stupid fucking box go through the door?!" i frustratingly shout.

timothée and i are moving out of his old apartment and into a new one. we both decided on this new apartment because it's close to the airport and close to where hazel and madison live. madison and hazel got engaged in december of last year, then they got married in march. chase and madelyn got married in january, which was one of the best weddings i've ever been to.

"turn it the other way" hazel yells to me as she taped up a box.

"it's a cube, hazel, there is no other way" i laugh.

"oh yeah, my bad" she giggles.

"so have you guys set a date yet?" she asks.

"yep!" timothée smiles as he walks out of our old bedroom with a box in his arms.

"may twenty-fourth" we say in unison.

"what?! that's so far away" she frowns.

"oh it'll be fine, plus we need that time to plan everything" i explain.

"true" she hums.

i continue to struggle getting the box through the door until i finally do get it, but it sends me tumbling backwards, landing weirdly on my ankle.

"ah fuck!" i hiss as i hold my ankle.

"shit! ryen are you okay?" hazel asks, running over to me, timothée following close behind with concern on his face.

"i'm not sure? my ankle hurts really bad" i sigh, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. oh don't cry you bitch! oh cute i'm crying.

"fuck, it hurts like really really bad." i wince as timothée inspects it.

"can try and stand?" he asks.

"uh" i pause, attempting to get up but falling back because i cant balance on one foot and the slightest amount of pressure on my hurt foot is painful as shit. "guess not" i laugh through tears.

"okay, you need to go to a hospital" hazel says as she helps me up.

"no, i'll be fine, i just need to ice it" i protested, stomping my foot but not realizing it was the injured one.

"fuck!!" i yell out in pain.

"yeah you're going to the ER" timothée sighs before picking me up bridal style.

"i'll wait here, give me updates" hazel smiles, trying to hide her worried eyes.

"haze, i'll be fine, it's probably just sprained" i reassure.

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"i'm going to do some x-rays and see if it's broken" the doctor pauses "is there any chance you could be pregnant?" he asks.

"why is that relevant if it's in my ankle?" i curiously ask.

"well, if you were pregnant radiation is very bad for fetuses" he explains.

"oh, we'll i'm not pregnant" i reassure.

"are you sexually active?" he questions, kill me now, please.

"yes but i'm on birth control" i answer.

"birth control isn't always effective, i'm going to need you take a pregnancy test just in case" he smiles before telling the nurse he needed a pregnancy kit.

after about three minutes she comes back into the room with the kit and helps me to the bathroom. i do my business and get the fuck out of that bathroom, immediately giving the nurse the sample back.

"this shouldn't take too long to get the results" she smiles.

ten minutes later and she comes back into the room and whispers something into the doctors ear, shit, that can't be good.

"ms. sommers, you're pregnant. we cant do the x-ray s-" he gets interrupted by me.

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don't hate me pls😃