The Beckett House

Chapter 11: This Damn Bathroom

Author's Note: I updated the cast page with our new character, and I also put in a little snip-it for Charlie. Now on with the story:

Decker's Point of View:

After everything that happened yesterday, I decided to crash at Ruth's house for a couple of nights. I figured at least there I could get high. Sure, Rome and Axel let me smoke and have a few beers, but nothing compared to walking into a crack house where the parents are so high off their marbles, they don't care they're giving a line of coke worth a shit ton of money to a kid. 

I woke up with Ruth's head on my chest. Man, she sure was cute even when she was drooling. Of course, I can't tell her that because she swears she doesn't drool I thought to myself. I played with her hair some hoping she would wake up.

(Ruth) - "Good morning, baby." she said groggily. Then her face dropped, something was wrong.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Before she could say a word, she had leapt up off the bed and ran to the bathroom down the hall. Hurriedly, I threw on my jeans and ran after her when I turned to enter the bathroom there she was hugging the toilet and hurling. Without thinking I went up behind her and held her hair till she got done.

"What a way to start the morning, huh?"

(Ruth) - "I've been like this for weeks, every morning I'm in this damn bathroom."

"Is it something you ate? Or is there anything else happening like maybe you got a virus?" She hesitates for a bit; I could tell she was thinking because she was picking at her thumb. A bad habit I've been trying to get her to stop sense we first met. Then came the panic.

(Ruth) - "Drive me to the drug store now, you idiot!" 

"Whoa, wh-" My sentence was cut off.

(Ruth) - "How could you be this stupid! Get up and let's go!"  I rushed out the door with her close on my heels. 

The drug store wasn't but a short three-minute drive and just as soon as I had parked, she was running to get inside. I followed her in and found her in one of the aisles and when I saw what she had in her hand I could have sworn I felt my heart fall to my foot. Once she found the one she wanted she went to the register. 

I came up behind her and rubbed her back I knew she was scared, even I was. Once paid for she went straight to the bathroom. I would have liked to do this in a less public setting but I guess we were doing this here, right now.  What was supposed to take a couple of minutes felt like hours. I was about to go ask the person at the register what his problem was seeing as he was staring so hard but I was stopped in my tracks from Ruth's sobs coming from the bathroom. 

When I knocked on the door she opened it, a positive pregnancy test in hand. I pulled her in for a hug and held her tight our worlds had just been flipped upside down. Without losing contact I guided her to the truck and helped her in. The entire ride she just stared at that stupid pee stick still in shock and not saying a word.

"Hey, everything is going to be alright I promise. You are Ruth Ashley Taylor the strongest and bravest woman I know. I know you're scared, I am too but I'm here for every step of the way. This kid isn't going to be fucked up on my watch."

(Ruth) - "You think I'm going to fuck them up?"  She sounded so defeated, I had never seen her so fragile.

"No, no I promise you that's not what I meant you're going to be a wonderful mother I was talking more so about myself and how I'm going to make sure I don't fuck them up."

(Ruth) - "What are we going to do? I can't raise a kid and you sure as hell can't, you still act like one. I can't raise a baby where crack practically coats the walls and your house is already filled to the brim."

"Hey, I'll grow up I promise I had to do it sooner rather than later anyways and Ruth you absolutely can it ain't that hard, Rome is doing just fine raising us and he was only 15 when he started. We can make room in my house. Indy will have to move in with Kaz and you and I can have the master bedroom and whenever Allan comes around we can force him to sleep on the couch. This isn't anything we can't handle I promise Ruth."

(Ruth) - "We have to tell Rome. I would tell mine but I could give birth right in front of them and they would be too high to even notice. I don't know who else can help us I think right now he's our best bet."

"We can tell Rome but not the rest of them they gossip more than a grandma in a Southern Babtist church and for right now we keep this under wraps until we get everything figured out. We also need to get you an appointment soon to make sure everything looks okay. Do you even know how far along you are?"

(Ruth) - "Well if you wouldn't fuck me almost every other day maybe I would! I will tell who I want when I want, you got that Decker?" I'm not sure what I said but boy did it piss her off. 

"Yes ma'am, when do you want to tell Rome?"

(Ruth) - "The second he gets home, and I want to be there waiting on him so start the fucking truck and drive." I did as I was told, I blamed her going bat shit crazy on the pregnancy hormones to ease my mind as if it was something new and not just her normal bat shit crazy self.