I Never Thought I Needed You

Chapter 8

"Oh God" I groaned as I hugged the toilet. My stomach heaved as I threw up, I feel sluggish. I shuddered and reached forward to flush the toilet. I back away and lay down, the bathroom floor feels cool and nice on my skin. "Ugh" I groan as I pick myself up. Thank goodness its Saturday because after yesterday's event, I don't think I could face reality. I finish taking a shower and I hear my phone ring, its Can and I pick up. "Good morning Sanem." 

"Good morning Can." 

"How do you feel about taking an adventure with me?" 

"hmm... adventure." I smile. 

"Its a yes or no lady." 

I say "Yes" without thinking. 

"Okay then, dress comfortably and wear sneakers." Dress comfortably? What is Can planning? 

Dressed in a black crop top, black leggings, white New Balance sneakers, and Ray Bans. I check myself in the mirror before applying a matte nude lipstick. Descending the stairs, I greet Can with a sheepish smile and a shy "hey" as he waits by his car. He looks so effortless in a green v-neck t-shirt, jeans, and boots. The man could make a sack of potatoes look like a fashion show. He graciously opens the car door for me and then asks me about my well-being as I settle in. 

"Besides the normal morning throw up, not so bad." I respond. 

"I got you some crackers and seltzer water to help. I heard it's great for nausea in the first trimester." I blush thinking of how sweet this nice gesture is. "Thank you so much" I gush gratefully. Did he read the pamphlets? 

"So what's the plan for today's adventure?" I say excitedly. 

"How do you feel about camping? Are you one with nature?" He smirks. 

"Pssh, I love to branch out." 

"That's such a dad joke." He laughs as I start to get excited at seeing him in his element. 

Our lively conversation continues as we playfully debate the logistics of the Titanic movie; the iconic door. "I don't think Jack would have fit on that door," He quips. Can argues that the characters' weights and the freezing conditions wouldn't have allowed them to share the door, emphasizing that Jack needed to die because it was the purpose of the movie. 

"What? You're crazy! The door was big enough for both of them," I retort. 

"If I remember, at the beginning they were both trying to fit and it didn't work."

As Can delves into a discussion about wood types and weight distribution, I munch on my crackers and sip my seltzer, letting him express his thoughts. "Okay, I see your point, but I still think she could have tried harder to save him," I counter playfully. The banter continues as we approach the campsite, each of us sticking to our opinions on the Titanic scene.

"I really love this spot." I sigh as I take in my surroundings. It is beautiful. Can got everything set up perfectly for our picnic in the forest. The cozy blanket is spread out on the lush green grass, as we're surrounded by tall trees. The weather is just right, with a gentle warmth making everything look dreamy. And to top it off, there's a wicker basket filled with yummy goodies like sandwiches, fruits, and cheeses. It's like something out of a postcard!

We're having a great time chatting and sharing laughs. I hate to change the mood, but being in this private oasis has made me reflect. It's time to man up Sanem. "Can, I want to address the elephant in the room. I really appreciate all the support you've given me and I want to hear your thoughts and feelings on the baby."

"I'm scared too, but I believe that everything happens for a reason. I trust that we can handle this. I really hope you choose to continue with the pregnancy. Seeing the ultrasound wow. We can do this together."