Good News,I Fell in Love. Bad News,I Fell in Love with my Stepbrother

chapter 21

It had been three weeks since I had told Daniel about what happened the night of the party. I was almost a month pregnant. And I still couldn't believe it. I secretly kept hoping that it had all been some crazy nightmare and that I would wake up from it eventually, but I had yet to wake up.

Daniel had taken to trying to harass me into going to a gynecologist so that I could check things out and make sure that the baby was healthy and everything, but I had yet to make the appointment. There were two gynecologists in town. One was a man – if you ask me, that really isn't the best option. And the other had recently hired my father to help her divorce her husband, so I really couldn't ask her. He would just find out.

But it was getting to the point that I knew I had to go soon. If I was going to keep the baby I would have to learn to eat healthy, I'd need pre-natal vitamins, and the nightmare known as ultrasounds. I wasn't exactly looking forward to any of those things and I still wasn't even sure if I wanted the baby. That was another decision I would have to make soon.

“What about an abortion?” I asked as I threw myself down onto Daniel's bed. He stared at me like I was crazy. “I mean, I know it's not the best option, but it seems like a pretty good one,” I explained, practically begging him to agree with my plan.

He stared at me like I had grown an extra head for another thirty seconds before finally opening his mouth. When he did though, he was angry. “Taryn Willow Phelps, I can't believe you. That is not only the worst option, it's also not an option at all! Are you crazy? I will not allow you to kill your child. You are insane.”

I looked down at my hands, “It's not my child,” I said in my defense.

“Oh really? Then who's child is it?” he asked, still sounding angry.

“Well, it's not technically a child, so I think we're good. It's kind of a parasite like a leech or a tapeworm or something gross like that. And aren't you supposed to kill parasites? So we would just be doing our civil duty by exterminating this one.”

He shook his head, “We won't be doing anything. I'm not taking any part in that. If you want to kill your unborn child then go ahead, but I won't be there holding your hand when you do.”

“You won't?” I asked, a hurt look flitting across my face, he knew how afraid of doctor's offices I was. And he had said he would be there with me through everything. Why wouldn't he come with me to do this? I didn't understand.

“No,” he said, shaking his head.

I glared at him, “You were the one that suggested I get an abortion. Remember? You were the first one to call it a parasite and I told you I couldn't kill my baby. What was it you had said? That I should explore my options? Well now I am. What made you change your mind?”

“I could ask you the same question.”

“I asked you first. Now... answer.”

Daniel sighed, “I just thought about it some more and it doesn't seem right. I mean, I know it's not technically human yet, but soon it'll have a heart and a brain. Soon it'll be able to feel pain and recognize your voice. It may not be a baby now, but soon it will be. And not just any baby, it'll be your baby. Plus I did some research on the effects of abortions, and it was found in a study performed by the University of Minnesota that teenage girls are ten times more likely to commit suicide if they had had an abortion in the last six months. I don't want you to commit suicide, you're much too interesting.”