"B, are you ready to talk?" Jay asked softly. She had been up for at least an hour and just hadn't come out of their room. Jay made sure to flip the sign over to 'closed' to be sure they didn't bother her for any reason. He knew that she needed time to herself, but he also still needed to talk to her. B looked over at him and turned back around, ignoring him entirely. Jay sighed, he hated everything about what was going on and he hated the way that she was shutting him out. "Baby." He called for her attention again. "Don't push me away, please... don't blame me."
"I'm not blaming you, Jay." She mumbled, still not turning to look at him. Jay came and sat next to her. He let out a deep sigh as he looked down at her while she stared blankly off into space.
"Yes, you are and you're taking your anger out on me. I'm being ignored and pushed away, but I just want you to let me in!" He yelled. "I feel a way, too! But, I want to feel it with you, not without you. I'm not making it about me, B, but I'm scared, too." He said honestly. "This is about us."
She pouted and tried to keep from crying. "I'm sorry." She told him softly. "I don't know what to do. I don't know who to be mad at. I don't know where to place my fears. I don't know how to be strong right now, Jay. I just don't fucking know right now." She cried. "I'm fucking terrified, I'm so scared, and it's nothing I can do except wait. Wait to see if I survive, wait to see if the baby survives, and wait to see if we survive."
"We will." Jay stopped her. "I'm here, Beyoncé. I want to do this together. Please, can we do this together?" She sighed and nodded her head. "We need to go back and talk to Dr. Moore. It'll help us figure out what to do from here." B agreed with him, but truly didn't want to. She wanted to wake up and realize that this was all a dream. Unfortunately for her, it was her reality and it was something that she was going to have to deal with. "Thank you, baby." He said.
"Fuck off, Jay." B frowned which made Jay frown and ask what he did to make her so angry again that quickly. She only shook her head, it really wasn't his fault, but she couldn't stop being mad at him. As much as she had been trying, she still felt anger towards him. "Leave me alone. I really can't even look at you without remembering that you planted your big headed ass Carter seed in me again."
He put his hands up in surrender. "I don't want to beef with you, B."
"Then, leave me alone." Jay groaned loudly and stood up to leave her alone. He wasn't going to keep pushing and pushing. He knew that this was something that she was going to have to get through, but he prayed that it wasn't going to be like this the entire time... because if that was the case, he didn't know if they'd survive either.
B put her jacket on and stood by the door as she waited for Jay. "Come on!" She rushed. He rolled his eyes because he was already rushing. It was her fault that they were running late anyway. She told him the wrong time for the appointment and he didn't know if she did it on purpose just to have a reason to be mad at him or if it was a genuine mistake.
"Let's go." He said as he came down the stairs. They walked to the car and B didn't say much of anything. Jay tried to understand, but he was growing tired of being ignored and treated like his feelings didn't matter. It took no time for them to be sitting in the exam room waiting again. Usually, B would lean close to Jay, but today, she was leaning as far away from him as she possibly could. She really wanted to stop being mad at him, but she couldn't. It just wasn't working for her every single time she looked at him.
"Mr. and Mrs. Carter." Dr. Moore greeted politely. "How are we doing today? Any better?" B shrugged while Jay just shook his head. "Understandable." She nodded. "Well, let's start with another ultrasound, so we can see how far you are." B laid back on the table quietly and rolled her shirt up. "It's looking like you're around seven or eight weeks." Dr. Moore informed them.
