Ana and Robyn caught up with me before I could get off the street. I pick up my niece and I cried while holding her. I know that scared her because I'm big bad Auntie Bee, I'm not scared of anything. Ana rubbed my back and we headed to the park.
I can't believe Rikki told me to get a fucking abortion. I'm not getting a fucking abortion, I don't care if he fucking leaves. I'm not killing a human being! I'll put my body through hell and I may never live my dream ever again but I'm not getting a fucking abortion.
Ana and I sit on a park bench while Robyn plays on the playground. It's kinda funny watching her play in her school uniform like she's wearing an old pair of Levi's. Ana and I eat ice cream and I pull my legs up to my chest.
"She's so much like you that it makes me laugh sometimes." My older sister tells me. "Robyn gets into more fight than anyone else on her hockey team. She's an ace on skates and one hell of a scorer."
"That's my girl." I say and lick my ice cream cone.
"You've always hated pain Jane vanilla ice cream, why are you eating it now." Ana asks. "Your favourite ice cream is strawberry."
"Rikki's favourite ice cream is vanilla." I say quietly and she smiles.
"Bee, are you going to talk to me? You got married in Vegas and you stormed out of our mother's house with tears in your eyes and your husband calling after you." She says. "What's going on, Bumblebee?"
"Please don't call me dad's nickname." I mumble. "I found out I was pregnant a week or so ago and I didn't tell Rikki. When I finally told him he thought I should've told him as soon as I found out but I didn't know how. We got into a big fight and he told me to get an abortion--I think it was just a heat of the moment thing but it makes me think he doesn't want kids or something."
"Holy shit, Bee." Ana sighs. "You're not actually going to get an abortion, are you?"
"No, of course not." I say. "I don't care if Rikki doesn't want to be in the kid's life, I'll move back to New York and raise it here."
"You'd give up your marriage?" She asks.
"There's worse reasons to get a divorce, Annie." I say.
"Are you sure he doesn't want kids?" Ana asks.
"No." I admit.
"You'll have to talk to him eventually." She says and I nod.
"Eventually isn't now." I say. "I'm going to sleep in one of the spare rooms tonight or make Rikki."
"That is unless your twin brother didn't kill him yet." Ana laughs.
"There's always that chance, I guess." I say as Robyn runs up to us.
"Mommy, I'm hungry. Can we go home?" She asks.
"What do you think, Aunt Bee." Ana asks me and I shrug.
"Take half pint home." I say.
"Bee--"
"I'm just going to go walk around for a while." I say and I look down the path to see Ashley walking towards us. "With Ash."
"Okay, please come home soon." Ana says and squeezes my knee. "Take care of my little niece slash nephew."
Robyn kisses my nose before walking down the path back towards my family's house. Ashley sits down beside me.
"Please tell me that CC took the news of your pregnancy better than my husband took the news of my pregnancy." I say and she laughs.
"CC can't wait to be a dad." Ashley says and I sigh.
"Figures." I say. "I didn't think I've ever thought this before about any of my boyfriends but I hope CC knocks some sense into him."
"You're not going to get an abortion, are you?" She asks.
"No, even if Rikki doesn't want the kid. I'm not killing an innocent little human being." I say. "I'll move back here."
"I thought you wanted out of New York?" Ashley asks and I shrug.
"It wasn't a bad place to grow up, you know? LA would be too hard, I mean if Rikkk and I get a divorce...I couldn't stand to see him move on and get remarried. I'd have to see him live the life we were supposed to have with someone else." My voice cracks and I drop my gaze. "I hate fucking crying."
"I don't think he wants a divorce, Bee. Rikki felt like shit as soon as you left." Ashley tells me. "He loves you, Bianca."
"I wish I could know for sure. I never thought he'd tell me to get an abortion. I thought that we'd have a family one day--"
"And you will. You will have a beautiful family, Bianca. Stop talking like you've already lost him." Ashley tells me and I half smile.
"I feel like I already have." I mumble and she frowns.
"Come on." She says and pulls me up by the wrist. "I want one of these famous New York hotdogs."
"Mm, that sounds good." I smile.
We walk towards the hotdog cart and Ashley nudges me.
"What's better? New York hotdogs or New York pizza?" She asks and I groan.
"Don't make me choose." I plead and she laughs.
We go to the hotdog cart and order. I put ketchup on mine while Ashley puts ketchup and mustard on hers. We eat and walk and Ashley has fallen in love with New York hotdogs.
We finish up eating and walk into a little souvenir shop. We wander over to the 'I ❤️ NY' stuff and we see a little onesie thing. We smile and each pick one up.
This is why I want to have babies, so I can dress them up in stuff like little Yankees jerseys or little Chuck Taylor's. I really want to be a mother and I really hope Rikki wants to be a father.
I hope.
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FanfictionBianca is a guitar play in New York, her twin brother is a guitar player in LA. After moving in with her brother to get away from her parents, she meet his band but recognizes them. What happens when the drummer is crushing on his guitarist's sister...
