Secret Lover {Rydellington Love Story} -Sequel-

[10] Surprise

I woke up early two weeks later on a Monday morning, and ran straight to the bathroom. For the past three days I've been waking up early and throwing up. For what reason, I don't know.

"Rydel, Sweetie," I heard the echo of my loving mothers voice. "Are you okay?" I nodded, and leaned over the toilet bowl again. "This has been going on for three days, are you sure?"

"M-mom," I stammered, "I-I don't kn-know."

"I think we should go to the hospital later if this happens again within three hours." I nodded and watched as she walked out.

I brushed my teeth and wiped my face, then went to Ridge's room to check on her. Her eyelids were closed and tiny snores were coming from her. I smiled and walked downstairs into the kitchen.

I grabbed a banana from the fruit bowl on the counter and took a bite into it. Something about it didn't taste right, so in result, I spit it out and there it away.

"Del, are you alright?" Riker asked me, sitting down at the table with his oatmeal beside Maddie.

"Yeah, just, that banana. It was disgusting," I shuddered.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Riker asked. "You love bananas, and those are fresh."

"I'm sure," I assured him.

Riker seemed to not believe me, but I was fine. I don't know why I've been waking up and throwing up everything I put down, I think it's just a stomach bug or something.

"Good morning, fam!" Ross announced as he entered the kitchen.

"Morning Ross. . ?" I chuckled. "What's got you in such a good mood?"

"Oh nothing," Ross shook his head. "Just that, today is mine and Alaina's eleven months."

"Awe," I cooed. "Are you taking her somewhere?" I wiggled my eyebrows.

"Maybe," Ross chuckled.

I felt tears come to my eyes, and yet, I didn't have time to wipe them away once they came out.

"What's wrong?!" Maddie was quick to answer in concern.

"It's been a year. A year, today," I whispered, sniffling.

"Since what?" Riker asked.

"Since Marie died!" I yelled back, my mood changing quickly along with the atmosphere.

"Rydel, what's gotten into you?" My mom asked me.

"Everyone is in such a happy mood and I'm here, being miserable and nobody seems to care. My best friend died, one year ago today, and all of you are just going about your day like nothing!"

"Delly, it's okay," Ross soothed, tears now in his eyes. "You think I didn't remember today? Why do you think it's taken me so long to get out of bed this morning?! Marie will always be a part of me, and she'll always be a part of everyone who knew her. But we shouldn't be mourning over her death, we should be happy that she's in a better place. If she was alive today, and we were all upset, she'd reply with some sarcastic remark, and cheer us all up."

"Shut up!" I demanded.

"Rydel!" My mom scolded.

"I-I, I'm sorry. I don't know what's wrong with me." I looked at my hands and grabbed at my hair.

"Sh-h," Mom shushed me. "It's okay, calm down."

"You're right," I agreed, my mood changing faster than it changed before.

"Rydel, I think we should take you to the hospital," my mom told me. I tried to shake my head and reject the offer, but she insisted that we go.

So, after I got ready and such, we left to go the hospital.

"I've been worried about you," my mom confessed, wiping away a tear that had fallen.

"Why have you been worried?" I asked, shrugging my shoulders.

"Sweetie, for the past couple of weeks, every since Ellington brought Callie over, you've been upset. You've been moping around the house and not yourself."

"You shouldn't be worried, Mom," I told her. "I'm honestly fine."

"You can tell me that all day and I won't believe it. That's why I'm bringing you out here, because we're going to make sure you're really fine."

Mom was right, no matter how much I brought myself to believe something different. I wanted to believe that I was fine, I really did, but I couldn't find myself to trust my conscience.

We pulled up at the hospital and walked inside. I signed in and waited for them to call me back. When they finally did, mom and I walked into a small, crème coloured room.

"Hello, Mrs. Lynch," Dr. Jace greeted my mother. "Rydel."

"Dr. Jace," Mom and I replied in unison.

"What seems to be the problem?" Dr. Jace asked, looking at both mom and me.

"Well, you see," Mom spoke for me, "Rydel has been really upset and kind of, um. . . I guess you'd say, bipolar?" Gee, thanks Mom. "Also, she's been waking up for the past couple of days throwing up."

"Hm. . . That sounds like she's depressed, but we'll run some tests to determine whether or not if she is."

Dr. Jace left us there to talk, and he came back into the room, gave me a cup, and told me he needed a sample.

I went to the bathroom, finished my business, and gave him the cup.

Mom and I waited in the room for what seemed like hours before Dr. Jace came back into the room.

"Well, we ran some tests, and it came out that you are a little depressed, which in this case, isn't serious. Also, we tested the sample that you gave us and it come back that you're pregnant. Congratulations, Rydel. You can sign this and you will be omitted."

Dr. Jace's words. They came out like a stab in the back. Pregnant? What?

"Wait, I'm pregnant? But, how far along am I?" I asked.

"About two weeks," Dr. Jace clarified. We signed the outpatient paper and left.

I'm pregnant.

It's Ellington's baby.

It's mine and Ellington's baby.

It's ours.

The only thing I'm worried about is how he's going to handle the news.

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