bloodthirsty // heathers au

two

Veronica

Despite not following me home the day I found out I was pregnant, JD was already outside the next morning. I left my house to go to school but JD called me over to his car.

"You're going to make me late." I told him as I dug through my purse for my cigarettes.

"You have to go in late." He replied. I stopped my searching.

"Why?" I asked him.

"I called and scheduled an OB appointment." He informed me, to which I laughed.

"I don't need you to make appointments for me." I reprimanded him for being so controlling. Why couldn't he just wait for me to schedule an appointment when I got home today?

"I couldn't wait." He explained himself, a half-assed excuse for making medical decisions for me when we weren't together. "Get in the car." He said to which I sighed and did as he wanted.

"Why are you so excited?" I questioned him.

"I'm not." He lied to me. I dropped it because I knew he wouldn't admit that he was excited for an unplanned teenage pregnancy.

"When's the appointment?" I queried.

"Eight-thirty." He answered, still seemingly short with me. I was confused by this attitude he had. He was the one forcing us to be around one another.

"That's in half an hour, what are you planning on doing until then?" I asked him.

"Just talking to you." He responded before he lit a cigarette and took a drag. He passed it to me. I took a drag and sat it in the ashtray.

"I don't want to talk, JD." I groaned, already feeling exhausted. I was dealing with what I now knew to be morning sickness and it lasted 24/7, making me get the worst sleep of my life.

"We have to come up with some kind of plan." He argued. "We can't go into this without a plan." He added as he pulled into the parking lot where the OB was. Apparently we were going to sit in the car for half an hour. He picked up the cigarette and began chain-smoking, which was his usual state of existence when not driving.

"Fine." I said, letting out a deep breath. "What do you want to do?" I asked him.

"I want to keep the baby and for us to be together." He told me.

"Would you want to keep the baby if we weren't together?" I said, posing the question he didn't want to answer. He thought for a moment.

"Yes." He responded.

"And how do you plan on us supporting a baby?" I demanded to know.

"High school's almost over. I'll get a job and start renting the place my father is renting when he leaves." He explained his plan to me. "You and the baby are more than welcome to live with me. Even just as roommates." He added.

"I think I'd prefer to stay with my parents." I notified him, despite the fact that I knew he knew this. "What would I do?" I asked.

"You'd stay home and take care of the baby. It's what would be best for the kid." He replied, as if it was obvious that I'd give up my dreams.

"I have goals, JD." I reminded him.

"And I'm not saying you give all of that up. Once they start school, you can go to college. We could move and everything." He offered.

"No good schools are going to accept me in five years." I informed him. "I want to go to an Ivy League college." I added, frustrated that I was still repeating what my aspirations were. He finished the cigarette and flicked it out the window.