Haunted Hearts || A.W.G || [Discontinued]

Dress Shopping, Gaining Weight and Pregnancy Tests || Chapter Sixty-One

"Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days when our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out."

Emerald
One Month Later

"Cass! I can't believe I finally get to see you!" I bear hug her.

"I know! Let me see that ring." She grabs my left hand and inspects it. "Oh," she drags it out. "he went to Jared."

"Shut up!" I playfully hit her arm. "Can we look at dresses yet?"

"Sure, you lovebird." She teases; I roll my eyes.

Faith is too busy with her recent lover, aka Zack, to come with us today. She said she'll make it up to me though.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm sick off and on, it's weird."

"Maybe you just have a bug." She shrugs.

"Hopefully."

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Cass and I head to the size four section of the store.

"This would look so cute on you!" She squeals.

"Hold onto it then." I chuckle at her excitedness.

I feel my stomach churn and instantly know what's going to happen. "Excuse me," I say to the lady next to me. "do you know where the bathroom is?"

"Take a right at the plus size section." She smiles.

"Thank you." I quickly make my way there.

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I take a mint from my purse and pop it in my mouth.

"You okay, baby boo?" Cass rubs my back.

"Yeah." I chuckle. She always makes nicknames for me.

"I found these dresses for you in the meantime."

"Aw, thanks. Let's go to the dressing room." I take the dresses from her and head towards the fancy sign labeled 'dressing rooms'. I look through the dresses to see which one I like most and save it for last. I gather the rest of them and start to try them on with the help of Cass.

"None of them fit." Cass says after giving up on zipping the fifth one. "Are you sure you're a size four?"

"I'm absolutely, positively sure that I'm a size four."

"Wait," She spins me around and runs a hand down my stomach.

"What are you doing? That tickles." I squirm.

"Hold still!" She demands.

"Damn, okay."

"You gained weight." She simply says.

"I've never gained weight this fast before. Just two months ago I was a hundred pounds."

"Two months?"

"Uh, yeah."

"You're sick on and off, you gained weight in two months." She mumbles quickly, inspecting my stomach. "The extra weight doesn't feel like normal body fat, it feels more like a bump."

"What are you-"

"Have you recently had sex with Alex?"

"Uh," I look at her weirdly. "yes."

"Did you use a condom?"

"Cass! Be qui-"

"Just answer the question!"

I think long and hard about the times we've recently had sex. Last month was really the only time we had sex then we did it again later that night after he proposed to me but we used a condom both times. Then there was-.

I feel the blood drain from my face and my hands get all clammy.

"I think it was three months ago that we had sex when we got to see each other on tour. We spent five months away from each other touring and.." I take a deep breath to ease the butterflies in my stomach. "I don't remember if we used one. We were so excited and I don't-"

"Jesus Christ, Emerald." She starts to panic. "Alex is not father material! He doesn't even know how to care for himself without you! Emerald, what are you-"

I put my hand over her mouth, "We're in public, Cass. Anyone can be listening, calm down." She nods and I remove my hand. I'm saving my panicking for when we're in private.

"Okay, take off the dress. Hold the one you like the most and we'll come back in a couple days for it. Right now, we're going to Walgreen's and buying a shit load of pregnancy tests."

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"Cass, I don't think I have enough pee for this." I look at the bag of boxes in front of me. She bought over twenty pregnancy tests, I swear.

"I only bought like, ten."

"Whatever, okay?" I chuckle.

We drive back to my house because Alex is out with the boys and won't be home for a while. I drink lots of water on the way back.

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"Okay, it's been like, ten minutes since I used them. I think it's time to see the results." I sigh. She gets up without saying anything and runs to the bathroom.

I go after her. "Slow down-" I cut myself off looking at the five already flipped around pregnancy tests. "Cass," I breathe out.

"Wish we could turn back time to the good ol' days when our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out."

("Stressed Out" by Twenty One Pilots)