Jurassic Love

Chapter 20

"So how did it even happen?" Claire asked, "I mean, obviously I know how it happened... but like how did you come to this conclusion?"

"I was throwing up every morning, and I realised my period is very late, and I mean very." I said, "and Owen is still in denial."

"Well I must admit, it's looking quite likely." Claire said, nodding with a sad smile.

"I just wish he was here." I checked my phone which I had managed to pick up on my way out and there was nothing, causing me to sigh deeply.

"He'll come around Rose." Claire said sympathetically and I said nothing, internally panicking that this was the end of us.

I ended up napping from mid morning to afternoon on Claire's spare bed. I was awoken when I could hear hushed voices.

"I know she's here." A mans voice said and my heart leapt, knowing it was Owen.

"I don't think it's best if you go in there, she's sleeping at the moment." Claire said.

"I need to see her." He persisted and I deliberated on whether to stay put or face him. I decided on the latter. I swung my legs out of bed and left the room and Owen's face immediately turned to me, his expression unreadable.

"Rosie, I..." He trailed away, looking a little bashful and I couldn't help but notice his gaze drift towards my stomach.

"I didn't know if you wanted me to let him in, so I just stalled." Claire said quietly.

"Um yeah it's fine don't worry. Thankyou." I told her, "do you want to go talk?"

"Well I brought you a test, so I thought you could find out?" Owen suggested, thrusting a brown paper bag at me, something I hadn't seen before. So he hadn't come to talk, he wanted to see if I really was pregnant or not.

"Right, yeah." I said, taking the bag and going into the bathroom. I locked the door and my bottom lip trembled as I made my way to the toilet. This was not how I had planned this moment.
I did my business and placed it on the side, washing my hands and waiting. With a shaking hand I lifted it up and saw the single line, negative.
My heart sank yet I felt some weird sort of relief at the same time. I wanted kids, but now was most definitely not the right time.
I took it in my hand and went outside after composing myself. Owen and Claire looked at me expectantly and I shoved the test into Owen's hand.

"Congratulations, you're off the hook." I said, trying not to cry. Owen looked at the test quickly and looked back at me, with that fucking unreadable expression again.

"Could you just stop with that face?!" I cried at him.

"What do you mean?" He said.

"You just give me that expression where I can't tell what you're thinking. You've been a fucking asshole since this morning, only turning up now whilst I've been going out of my mind!" I said, full on sobbing now.

"Rosie, I, I'm so sorry. I'm here now." He said, holding out his arms, but I wasn't buying it.

"I just think you need to leave me alone. You can't come back now pretending everything is back to normal now you know I'm not pregnant." I replied, gulping down the sobs now.

"I didn't mean it like that I just..." He trailed off, not being able to answer me.

"Owen why don't you just give her some space? She's really emotionally het up, I don't think she needs this." Claire said, taking his arm and trying to steer him towards the door.

"No, I've given her enough space and look where it's got me! Baby, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry! I was just scared and I freaked out!" He said, raising his voice to me. I took my lip between my teeth, not entirely sure what to think.

"I needed you, I needed you so bad and you weren't there. All I wanted was for you to hug me, tell me you love me, tell me that whatever happens, we would be alright." I said, "but you weren't."

"I know, I know." He said softly and I smiled sadly despite everything.

"I'm going to stay here now, think things through. I feel a bit all over the place with that negative result, and I just need to process things before anything happens." I explained and Owen reluctantly nodded. I was feeling more calm knowing I had gotten everything out to him. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him, making my eyes blur with tears as he held me close, but I couldn't forgive him this easily.

"I'll see you later?" He asked hopefully and I nodded, kissing his cheek.

"I'll be home for dinner." I told him and with that he left and I turned to Claire.

"Hey, there's been enough tears today! You're Rosie Phillips and you can get through anything, so stop that crying and let's talk this through." Claire said assertively, obviously noticing the tears ready to brew. I laughed tearfully and linked her arm and went into the living room where we spent the rest of the afternoon talking about all that had happened today and what the next step forward was.