I Do I Did

Forty

"Why is he here?" Were the first words from Meagan's mouth when they walked through the door.

Patrick could feel his hand beginning to sweat in Pete's. He held his chin up and made sure his face didn't expose any of the nervousness he was feeling. Pete wanted him here and it was Pete's baby too. So he was welcomed.

"He's my husband." Pete told her.

"He has nothing to do with the baby."

"Yes he does, Meagan. If he's going to be with me, he's going to be around-"

"No he is not going to be around my child. I can promise you that."

"Can we not get into this here?" Pete glanced around the at the other people sitting around in the waiting room.

"Where would you like to get into it then, Pete?"

"Stop making a scene, Meagan."

"This isn't a scene. You want a scene? I'll show you a fucking scene." She dug into her large bag and pulled out a few papers that were folded in half. She threw them at Pete. The sound it made when hitting his face was louder than expected. "Annulment papers, Peter?"

"It's just faster than the divorce-"

"Annulment?" She said again. "You want to pretend this just never happened. Pretend we never happened."

"Meagan-"

"For him?!"

"We will talk about this later."

"We will talk about this now."

"Mrs. Wentz?" The small woman with the clipboard poked her head from the back room.

The three of them turned away from the tense conversation to look at the woman. She motioned for them to follow her so they did. Patrick made sure to walk behind everyone else. She escorted them into an empty room with a few seats and a stretched out chair in the middle beside the sonogram machine.

"Top off, Mrs. Wentz. Have a seat and wait for the doctor." The women left them in the room alone.

"I don't feel comfortable taking my shirt off with him in the room." She told Pete.

"I'm so uninterested." Patrick finally spoke.

"That's so not the point. I don't want you in here."

"Oh please, you've modeled wearing nothing more than a string for thousands of people to see. But you don't feel comfortable-"

"Patrick." Pete interrupted him. He snapped his mouth closed. "Meagan, just lift the shirt above your stomach if you don't want to take it off."

"Can't he just wait outside of the door?"

"No. There was an incident at a restaurant and I don't want him out of my sight."

"An incident?" She scoffed.

"Andy came after him."

"What?"

"Andy cornered him at a restaurant telling him to break up with me or he was going to hurt him."

"Are you serious?"

"Why do you seem so upset about it? You don't care." Patrick muttered.

"It's just strange." Meagan lifted her shirt over her head and handed it to Pete. He held it in his hand as she laid down in the chair.

"I'm Dr. Iero." The man walked into the room in his white coat. He sat on the stool beside where Meagan was lying. "How are we doing today, Meagan?"