Beautiful Secrets

Chapter 7

When my sister and mom got home, I totally avoided them. I lay in bed crying and imagining the worse. I found myself crying so much lately. At about 10:00 at night, my phone rang. I was almost asleep, but It woke me straight up. It was Jimmy.
"Jimmy! I've been trying to call you! Pick up your damn phone!" I yelled into my phone.'I had started crying again. "I'm sorry, I was in rehearsal and then we had to tape the show and then I wanted to spend time with my girls" he said calmly. "Jimmy, we need to talk about something Uh um it's kinda hard to say I mean I....." I stuttered. I couldn't do it. Tears formed in my eyes."What? Stevie what's wrong?" He asked in more panic tone. "I uhh... I may be um" I said. "Pregnant" he answered. The air flew out of me. He knew. "Yeah, that's what I figured" he said. I could here him getting choked up. I started crying harder. "I'm so sorry, I should've never gone to that party, I should've never drank, I should've never talked back to you, I- I'm sorry so sorry" I wailed. The line was silent for a few seconds, all you could hear was little sobs from both of us. "Jimmy, If...if I am...pre...I can.... I don't know." I said. Suddenly, I heard Jimmy gasp. He made some noises and then talked. "Um, I have to go, my wife woke up" he whispered. I could tell he was wiping his tears. "Jimmy! Wait I-" he hung up. What a dick! I threw my phone and just cried into my pillow. What has my life turned into?

The next morning, I woke up and checked my phone. Jimmy hasn't texted or called. I slumped back into bed and just lay there. I stared at the ceiling and just sat there. My door suddenly opened and my mom was there. "Hey, you need to get up!" He said as she opened my blinds, exposing me to a rainy New York. Of course. I rolled around and looked at her. "Mom, I don't feel well, my head hurts" I said. My mom stopped and walked over to me. "Are you hot?" She asked as she put her hand on my head. "I don't know, I just don't feel like I can go to school today." I lied. She looked at me for little while and then at my wall. "Well, I guess. You look really tired, are you ok?" She asked. "Um yeah. Anyway, thanks" I said and then rolled over awkwardly. No, I wasn't "ok" I haven't been ever since that night, I just wished it hadn't happened. I wanted to tell her, but that would cause a way bigger problem. "Alright, well call me if you get worse" she said as she got up. "Okay" I said. She closed the door and went downstairs. I looked out the window and stared at the rain dripping down the pane. Suddenly, my phone buzzed and broke my train of thought. I picked it up and saw it had a text from Jimmy.

"Hey, I'm on my way to work. Just thought I'd wish you happy day because of yesterday:-)"

I stared at the text. I wasn't sure if I wanted to chuck my my phone out the window onto the rainy New York street or hug my phone and squeeze it till it cracks. How dare he texts me this cute and short message after what happened last night, does he think just sending me a "have a happy day" text will resolve everything?! What an idiot! On another note, how dare he send me this adorably cute message that shows he cares for me and doesn't like to see me upset! That's the cutest thing ever and I can't help but melt. He's so thoughtful and maybe this does resolve everything. No! You could be pregnant!! This can't be resolved with a cute text! My heart and mind were in a full fledged battle.

"Thanks." I replied. Wow, I hope I'm not falling for this guy. A few seconds later, he texted back.

"Listen, I'm having a writers party at my house tomorrow and of course your mom is invited so... I told her you were invited, too."

I rolled my eyes and say there. What should I say? It will be extremely awkward if I go to his house where his WIFE is. I don't know.

"Idk, maybe. We do need to talk about this whole pregnancy thing." I texted.

"Yeah well I hope you can make it" he replied.

"Ya" I texted.