The Medium; Colby Brock Fanfic

Chapter 16

ALYANA'S POV

"I missed my period."

I struggled to get the words out as my head was spinning in a million directions. Was I just being paranoid, or is it something I actually need to be worried about? With the look on Kat's face, I think I need to worry.

"Well, how long since your last one? Like, are you only a couple days late?" She asks trying to make the situation better.

"A month," I blurt out, causing another worried expression to grow on her face.

"Okay, well when was the last time you had sex? It could be for a completely different reason," She tries to make it seem better again.

"Last night, but before that it was when we were in Michigan, and before that it was a couple days before we left. It lines up."

"Let's go get a test then," She gets up from the couch and grabs her purse.

"Katrina," I say making her sit back down, "I can't be pregnant. It will ruin everything, his career, his name, his life. Hell, we've only been together for like what? Five months! It'll ruin us and for all I know, he doesn't want kids and if he does, he doesn't want them with me. I can't do this!"

A tear falls down my face with 'fear' written all over it. I'm not ready for this question to be answered.

"Alyana," Kat grabs my hand, "I know Colby, he wants kids. Does he expect to be a dad right now? Of course not, but I know that he will be there for you. He's not going to leave you, Lane. I've seen the way he looks at you, he's in love with you, and I know that he'll make everything work."

Hearing this calms me down a bit, but theres still all those unanswered questions in the back of my mind. How will he travel across the country to dangerous and haunted places when he has a baby? How will the fans react? He can't hide this from everyone, this is going to ruin his career. We're still so young, how are we going to do this? I can't do this, definitely not alone.

"I'm gonna run to CVS and pick you up a test. You stay here, drink some water and try to calm down. We'll figure everything out, Okay?" Katrina says breaking my thoughts running through my mind.

I nod and watch her leave out the front door. I grab a water bottle out of the fridge and sit back down to wait for her to come back. Not once did I stop thinking, terrible scenarios ran through my mind up until she got back with the little stick that will determine the rest of my life. Crazy how something so small can hold so much power.

"Did you drink the water?" Kat asks entering the apartment.

I slowly nod and get up to follow her into the bathroom, praying the whole way there that this is just some fucked up dream. It's not.

"You ready?" She unpacks the little pink box and all of its contents inside.

I wasn't ready at all, but I had to be. I just nodded and peed in the red solo cup that we took from my cabinet. I dipped the small stick in and waited for it to absorb as much as it needed.

"Now we wait."

Those two minuets felt like a lifetime. Every thought was going through my head, but nothing made sense to me. My brain was a blur of random words. The only thing I could understand was the word "positive".

"What?" I snapped out of my thoughts.

"I said," Kat muttered, "it's positive."

That's all she said, and I couldn't bring myself to speak. The bathroom was crowded with silence. I didn't even know I was crying until Katrina handed me a tissue, I was completely numb.

"I know this is utterly terrifying," She broke the silence, "but I'm here for you. Hell, everyone is going to be here for you, especially Colby. He's not going to abandon his baby. This isn't going to be easy, but we will all try to make it as simple as we can."

"Thanks Kat," I say with no emotion, still shocked, "I'll be over to the house soon to tell Colby, don't tell anyone please."

"I won't," She promises, "Colby will be shocked at first, like you, but he's going to be happy. Don't worry."

As she leaves I trudge up my stairs, thinking about how I am going to tell Colby. There's nothing that could have prepared me for this. I guess he was right, our relationship just goes fast. Now we're going to be parents, who knew it would be that fast.

I slowly get ready to head over to his house, coming up with every excuse to not leave yet. Before I knew it, I was pulling into the driveway. I honestly don't remember driving there, everything was a blur, but I have to put myself back together.

"Hey Alyana," Sam says opening the door before I got up the steps.

"Hey," I said cheerfully, trying to mask my thoughts.

"I'm pretty sure Colby is up in his room."

"Thanks," I smile and walk past him into the house.

I take my time going up the stairs to his room, trying to figure out how I'm going to do this. I come up with nothing by the time I reach his door. I open it to find him laying on his bed in sweats and a tank top. His face lights up when he sees me standing in his door way.

"Hey Lane!" He jumps off his bed to come greet me.

"Hey," I smile hugging him.

"How was hanging with Kat?" He asks.

"It was good, but um I need to talk to you," I stutter.

Why did I bring it up right away? I could have waited, I should have waited.

"What's up?" He gives me a concerned look before sitting on his bed and I follow.

"Okay, so I don't think I can get the words out of my mouth, so I'm just gonna do this."

I reach in my bag and pull out the pink stick that has two clear lines on it. Why am I doing it like this? God, this is a terrible way to do it. I carefully hand the test to him and he takes it slowly, knowing what it is. He looks at it and his face goes completely blank. I sit there, waiting for something to come out of either one of our mouths.

He takes a deep breath before speaking, "How long?"

"I just found out today," I admit, "Like twenty minuets ago actually."

"Okay," is all that he could say.

"God Colby I'm so sorry," I start to choke up, "I know this is going to ruin your career and your whole life. If you want nothing to do with us I understand."

His tone changes from shocked, to angry, "I never said I didn't want anything to do with it. Do you really think I would abandon my child?"

"No," I try to fix my phrasing, "I don't know, I just keep thinking about how hard it will be to travel everywhere for videos with a baby, and I don't want to ruin your life."

"Stop it," his tone changes again, to soft and caring. He places his hand on my knee, "It's going to be real fucking hard, but I will make as many changes as I need. This isn't going to ruin my life."

"What about Youtube and your fans?" I ask with a tear in my eye.

"The fans are not going to get in the way of this, I don't give a shit what they think. And for Youtube, we can still make content, but you and the baby comes first."

"I'm so sorry, this is going to put such a hold on your life," I put the blame on myself and begin to cry more.

"Why are your apologizing?" He turns toward me, "This took both of us to do. Is it going to be easy? Hell no. Are things going to change? A lot, but we can do this, Okay?"

I was surprised about how calm he was, but I believed him. We can do this.

"Hey," He grabs my hands and looked into my eyes, "I'm going to say this and it's not going to be like last time. We're not gonna say it once and act like it never happened just because we're scared. We're already scared enough and this isn't supposed to be scary."

I immediately know what he's talking about.

"I love you."

"I love you," I repeat back with full confidence.