Verge of collapse

Chapter 15

Katherine 

I hear the front door open and I curse mentally. Chris is back from his classes and I'm throwing up again. It happened a couple more times during the day and I have no idea where this is coming from.

"Babe..." He says, his voice coming from the bedroom.

"In here." I say to him and flush the toilet before getting up and washing my mouth with water.

"Hi." He says walking into the room. "How are you feeling?" He asks, his voice full of concern.

"I'm good." I lie and brush my teeth to get rid of the taste in my mouth. I walk back into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. Chris joins me and pulls me up to him, so that my head is laying down on his chest. He pulls me closer to him by wrapping his warm arms and I feel so comfortable, so safe.

"How are you really?" He asks, kissing the top of my head.

"I'm fine."

"You've been throwing up for two days." He points out. I don't say anything to that and he goes on, "Maybe we should go to the doctor's office." He says and something clicks inside of me.

Doctors office. My appointment on the fifth of January. I had to get the second shot of the birth control and not have sex with Christopher multiples times a day in some fucking resort Island! I gasp at the realization.

"What's wrong?" He asks. I'm so fucked right now. First of all, I don't know how he'll react. We never talked about this and I'm pretty sure that he'll be angry, he should be. Secondly, It's completely my fault. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. My heart is beating fast and I feel like I might pass out.

"Oh my god." I let out and he sits up turning me to him with a worried expression.

"Katherine, what's wrong?" He asks, searching my face.

"I fucked up." I say and he frowns.

"What do you mean?" He asks and I feel the tears well up in my eyes. Couple of them escape and drop down to my cheeks. He pulls me to his chest, "Shh... Baby... What's wrong?" He asks with a sweet voice that it makes it harder for me to confess. I sob into his shirt, holding on to his fabric and he lays back down on the bed with me, caressing my hair.

"You're going to... hate me." I hiccup.

"What?" He asks with a surprised voice. "I can never hate you. I love you." He says lovingly.

"I forgot." I say, trying to calm down.

"You forgot what?"

"I forgot about my appointment."

"What appointment?"

"I had to... I had to get the shot... I forgot." I let out and nuzzle further into him, holding onto his shirt tightly.

"Wait. The birth control shot?" He asks with a calm voice. "When was the appointment?"

"On January fifth. I started thinking about the trip and I totally forgot..." I rush my words while trying to explain my stupidity.

"That's why you're crying?" He asks, letting out a laugh and I look up at him, a huge smile is covering his face.

"What?" I gasp and he kisses my forehead.

"What's wrong with you being pregnant?" He asks and I can not believe what I'm hearing right now.

"You're not mad at me?" I ask him with a small voice.

"Of course not." He says and I can really tell that he's not. God, he's such a good man.

I feel like crying again, "But we are too young. I'm in college. You're in college. I can't be pregnant." I cry and press my face to his chest again.