-Alex's POV-
I'm shaking underneath the doppler, my doctor moves it around to see the baby. She smiles, "she looks amazing."
"It's a girl!?" Tears burn my eyes.
"We don't know yet, it's too early to tell Alex, we just say she. You're only 8 weeks." She tells me.
"So I shouldn't tell anyone yet..." I frown.
"Who are you thinking of telling?" She asks.
"My best friends, the dad, my parents..." I say looking at the ceiling.
"I wouldn't recommend telling all those people, at least not until you hit a certain trimester." She says.
"Oh...OK." I frown.
"But the baby is really healthy, do you want pictures of the sonogram?" She asks.
"No...I'm okay."
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Great, I gotta keep this big ass secret from everyone until I get to a certain point when it's safe to tell everyone. Just great, I have to stay away from everyone, because if they start asking questions I'm not a good enough liar to dodge them.
I get in my car and look at the list of foods not good for pregnant women. I cringe. I never thought I would be pregnant at 19. I really wanted to tell Eric. But I had to wait. When I'm 16 weeks I'll tell him... Maybe a week or two sooner.
I was scared, I didn't want to get pregnant. I didn't know if I even want to keep it...
I jumped as my phone started ringing. It was Eric. I answered. "H-hello?"
"Hey babe, wanna go for some lunch?" He asks.
My stomach growled at me, I blush and pray he didn't hear that. "I'll take that as a yea?"
Shit. "I'm kind of tired. I think I'm just gonna eat something at home and take a nap."
"Oh, want me to come by?" He asks.
"No, I'm OK, thanks." I say.
"Alright, I'll see you later then, I guess."
"Yeah bye," I hang up and blew air out of my mouth in relief.
-Eternity's POV-
I call Andrew, no response, Alex, nothing, Kiki, Nada. I growl. I dial Tyler's number. He answers. "Hey Eternity, long time no talk. Been avoiding me?"
"Not at all!" I promise. "Just a lot of things have been going on lately."
"It seems that someone is always happening around you." He says.
"Honestly, yeah." I frown. "But all my friends are busy, you wanna hang out?"
"I can't, I'm going out with some friends in a little bit. Maybe tomorrow?" He asks.
My heart started to hurt, "oh. Yeah sure."
"Cool, see you later babe." He hangs up.
I frown, I think that's the first time he ever turned me down to hang out. I shake myself, I'm getting clingy. He isn't my boyfriend and I'm not the only friend in his life. He lives like an hour away. I shake myself again and look around for things to do. It was days like this I cursed myself for living alone.
And having friends I couldn't rely on.
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The Art of Love and War
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