How is This My Life?

Chapter 2

Elise POV

It's been three weeks since I moved out of the apartment with Trevor and in with Denise and Aaron. They've been amazing. They got me moved into their guest room that Denise has been using as an office to do her schooling in, and that they use when family comes to visit. Denise will still come in some days to use the desk, which, is a nice break from the silence in this room. I've locked myself in here most days, sleeping, or getting sick from the thought of what happened with Trevor.

I called my landlord the next day and explained the situation. While I didn't get my whole deposit back, I did get part of it back. Then I changed my address at the post office and with HR. Those, unfortunately, were the only phone calls I needed to make.

I was currently in my nest of blankets and pillows, trying not to smell whatever was being made for dinner because it was making me want to spew my guts for the fifth time today.

"Girl. It's been three weeks and you're getting worse. I don't think it's flu or heartbreak," Denise said gently, "So, while out at the store today, I bought these." She pulled out pregnancy tests. No fucking way.

"There's no way. We were always careful."

"I know," she said with her hands up. This was the most lively I'd been in the last three weeks, so I knew she was trying to be careful about her approach, "but we need to know. If it's not this, we need to check it off the list of things it could be. If it is, we need to get you in to see your OB and get an STD test because there's no telling if he was with others before he asked for the...you know." I nodded. It made sense though.

"What if I am? I don't want him to have anything to do with my baby."

She rubbed my back soothing me. "We'll cross that bridge when we get there, babe. Gotta find out if there's a baby to worry about first."

She handed me a red solo cup from the pack of them that we'd used only weeks ago to get drunk off our asses the night I left him. Oh god. If I was...that was the last time, but I was still pregnant then if I was.

"Use this. I got a few different brands. We can dip them and find out." I just nodded, taking my plastic cup to go pee in. How was this my life?! I opened the bathroom door, and Denise came in, tests ready to be dipped. We set timers on our phones after dipping them and laying them out on the countertop.

Aaron came in to tell us dinner was ready. We were holding hands, sitting on the bed. Just as he went to shut the door the alarm went off. Neither of us moved, and he peeked back in at us.

"Need me to check?" I looked at Denise, and nodded. I was too chicken shit to check. He padded his bare feet into my bathroom and looked at all the tests thoroughly. "Well," he said from the bathroom, "Looks like we're gonna be godparents Nise."

What? I got up at that, Denise hot on my heels, "No fucking way." Picking up the tests I checked each of them, then looked at the directions for each of them. Tears streaming down my face. They wrapped me in a hug. This had been what I wanted for so long, but now I was doing it on my own.

"I'll talk to my boss tomorrow. Get you something drawn up so he can't touch you or that baby, okay, Tot?" Aaron asked. He was 6'8" which dwarfed me and my 5'5" stature. Denise was 5'8" with her beautiful dark hair and athletic body. The three of us only had each other.

My parents died a few years ago in a boating accident, and Aaron and Denise didn't have their families support as they were 'sinning' by being together. Denise is a white woman. Aaron is a black man. They met in college, fell in love, and when they introduced each other to their families, they opposed them being together and kicked them out, refusing to help them out at all. My parents helped with living arrangements for them, and paying for college for them both.

"We got you. Both of you girl." Aaron said, smiling at me. "Maybe it'll be a boy and I won't be out numbered in this house anymore!" He started laughing. Denise rubbed my belly, "I can't wait to meet you baby. Auntie Nise is so excited for you."

Silent tears fall down my cheeks, so thankful for my friends, and the only family I have left in these two amazing people. "I work tomorrow, so I'll ask around about an OB."

"What about Dr. Nell? She's awesome! She's doing rounds tomorrow."

"Okay! I'll talk to her tomorrow. I'll call up to that floor in the morning." I paused, and we all moved out of my room to the kitchen. The smell wasn't as bad now, and my stomach actually rumbled. "I have to tell Trevor. What do I tell him? What if he wants to be in the baby's life? What do I even do with that? I just found out. He wants to live out his part years."

"We will cross that bridge when we get there. Like I said, let me talk to my boss. He knows a good family lawyer who helped him in his divorce. She's a shark from what he says." Aaron said again, dishing out jambalaya for us.

How is this my life?