You're Mine

chapter 55

Wednesday, 6th October:

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"I took the test.", Teddy informed his best friend as he let her into the house and followed her into the living room, where Amelia was reading a book on the couch. "Hi!", she greeted the brunette, whose face lit up at the unexpected visitor.

"What test?", Owen questioned confused and blankly stared at the cardio surgeon. His girlfriend seemed to immediately understand what was going on and put the book away to give her attention to their friend.

"Who my baby's father is.", the blonde explained, holding up the envelope. "Sit down and let's see. Tom's pulling the nightshift, so I figured I would come here and look at the result with you guys.", she shrugged.

Owen would have lied if he had said that he wasn't expecting his name to be on the paper. He hadn't been fond of the idea of having a baby with Teddy when she had told them she was pregnant but he had grown to love the idea of another child.

Amelia would have lied if she had said that she was happy about the possibility of her boyfriend having a forth kid with another woman, even if it was the cardio surgeon, who she liked very much. She was hoping that Tom was the dad.

"So? Whose is it?", the redhead questioned impatiently while he watched his best friend read the paper with the result. "Is it my baby?", he excitedly asked. The loss of his and his girlfriend's child had hurt him more than he was ready to admit and he couldn't wait to finally have a newborn.

"It is not.", Teddy informed him, watching his heart break and the pain in his eyes as he excused himself to take a shower. She was feeling worse for Amelia though, since Teddy had hoped for her kid to be Tom's, so there wouldn't be too many complications.

The neurosurgeon wasn't stupid and knew that he was sad about the outcome, which hurt her. She was still dealing with the miscarriage and since it had been today's topic of her therapy session, her emotions had been brought back. She was blaming herself.

"You okay?", the blonde softly wondered, watching her friend nod. "Alright, I'll leave then. Just wanted to let you guys know asap. See you soon.", she smiled, making her way home to her and Tom's house.

Amelia turned off the lights in the living room to get ready for bed. She was pissed at herself for being so selfish and expecting Owen not to be sad but at the same time, she was hurting and vulnerable and chose to go to sleep instead of being there for him. He wouldn't talk to her anyway.

The trauma surgeon was confused as he walked out of the bathroom. He hadn't expected his girlfriend in bed already but shrugged it off and climbed under the blanket next to her. He scooted closer, to wrap his right arm around her body and began to nibble her neck, his hand travelling to her stomach to draw circles on it before it vanished into her panties.

"What are you doing?", the brunette questioned, opening her eyes in shock. She hadn't been asleep yet, but his touches were unexpected, so she pulled his hand out of her underwear, letting him rest it on her stomach for now until he started drawing circles again.

"Imagining our baby in your belly.", Owen whispered in her ear, taking the lobe into his mouth. "What the fuck?!", he reacted once she swatted his hand away and turned around to him, looking angry. He just frowned at her. "Do you not want a baby with me anymore? Because last time I checked, you were the one who suggested it."

"I do want a baby with you.", the neurosurgeon clarified. "But not just so you can replace the one you thought you'd have with Teddy. My child is worth more than being a replacement.", she stated, mad.

"So, I'm not getting to have a baby either way?!", her boyfriend selfishly wanted to know, sitting up to cross his arms and watching her mimic him. "Because you've clearly failed to give me what I want.", he reminded her, causing her to tear up immediately.

"I...", she started, too hurt to think clearly. "I know you're in pain right now. I know you wanted the child to be yours. But you're currently being mentally abusive towards me and...", Amelia's voice broke, the first sob coming out of her mouth. "I didn't mean to miscarry...", she said. "Why are you being rude to me about something that was an accident? I keep telling you that you aren't like James because you've never been. But right this moment...your behavior is mimicking his.", she told him and exhaled. "And I don't have to have sex with you if I don't want to."

"You're acting like I'm a sex-offender.", the redhead accused her in shock before he took a second to think about what he had been doing to her the past fifteen minutes. "I stopped touching you when you showed me that you didn't want it."

"And then you blamed me for losing our baby and said I have failed to give you what you want like I am some baby-making-machine for you.", his girlfriend cried. "A while back you asked me not to let my anger issues out on you. And I expect you to do the same.", she informed him seriously. "I am not a sex toy or feelingless monster. I am your girlfriend and the mother of your kids.", she added. "Night. Maybe we can talk in the morning or something."

The trauma surgeon was too stunned to reply anything as he watched her turn away from him. Her words were somewhat true. He hadn't thought about anybody but himself without considering Amelia's feelings and it made him feel like the hugest ass on the planet.