Back Where I Belong

Chapter 18

Zoey's pov

"It'll be about a forty five minute wait," the nurse at the front desk informs us, as she passes Ashton a clipboard with paperwork on it. I groan for the millionth time this morning. Bryana sends me a look and leads me back into the waiting room. Calum and Ashton follow being us.

"Zoey Irwin?" A nurse calls, an hour later.

"Finally," I mutter under my breath.

"Shut up. We weren't waiting that long," Calum says, as we follow her back to the room.

"We could've left and not have had to wait at all," I retaliate. Calum shrugs and sends me a grin. I glare in return.

"Alrighty Miss Irwin, we're just going to run a few tests and ask you some questions. If they want to, or if you want them to, the gentlemen can leave and go back out to the waiting room," Doctor Shauna offers, giving me a smile.

I turn to face my brothers, "Beat it."

"Damn Zoey," Ashton says, as the two of them stand up to leave, "feeling the love, little sis."

"That's what you guys get for bringing me to the doctor's office," I reply. Bryana rolls her eyes at my comment.

After Calum and Ashton finally leave the room, Dr. Shauna runs a few tests on me. Then she asks a few personal questions, which I'm not getting into. Once all of that was through, she left to go get the results, leaving me and Bryana alone in the room.

"So," I start, turning to face my brother's girlfriend, "what's your theory about what's wrong with me?"

Bryana hesitates, "I had one, but it wouldn't work out. Unless you lied to the doctor."

I shake my head no, "I didn't lie."

"Well then Zoey, I have absolutely no idea what's wrong with you," she replies. I nod.

"Alright ladies, sorry to keep you waiting. Well, we tested for stomach cancer and a few other things and they all came back negative. We have one more test we could run, but it will come back negative," Shauna tells us.

"How do you know that it'll come back negative?" Bryana questions, a frown evident on her face.

"Because it's a pregnancy test. And Zoey has said that she has not had an-"

"Alright, that's enough," I blurt out, cutting her off. My face was burning.

"That was what my theory was too," Bryana mutters, "are you sure that you and Peyton haven't-"

"Yes I'm sure. But I'll take the stupid test anyway. Just to prove I'm right," I say. I hop off of the table and snatch the little plastic cup from Dr. Shauna's hand.

Thirty minutes later, the doctor, who had left while I was gone, returned again, smiling widely. She had a stake of papers with her clipboard this time.

"Zoey, congratulations. You're pregnant!"

My jaw drops down to the ground, "What? No, I can't be. I haven't..."

I trail off as that night two months ago flashes into my mind. The new management party. The one sip of very strong alcohol messing with me just enough, that I drink more, until I lost control. Peyton doing the same thing. Other things from that night flash in my mind.

I sit there on the table, numbly and in shock.

I was pregnant.