She had a dream. A dream about her and Andy. She was standing in a random field, alone. Staring at nothing, but the air. And then she felt like someone was watching her, turned her head from left to right to see whoever it was that may be there.
She saw a young boy holding a balloon to her far right, with no companion or friend at all. The boy waved at her, smiled as if he knew who Clarissa was. She didn't return the smile, didn't even know why. She narrowed her eyes, trying to recognize that friendly, young boy. Less than five seconds, it was him. It was Andy, all alone under the sunset.
She woke up, the dream has ended. She opened her eyes, and discovered that Jake's face was direct to her eyes. Clarissa blinked rapidly, adjusting to the bright light shining brightly at her. The time she blinked for a bunch of times, she noticed that her eyes were a bit heavy, only knew that she had been, maybe, sleeping for hours. That, she could only guess.
"She's awake." Jake said. She was in a room, and then moved her eyeballs, she was in the part of the house where all his dad's medical materials were stored. As soon as Jake spoke after she woke up, her two friends and Elizabeth began occupying the room. "How are you feeling, kid?" Chris asked, again with a stethoscope around his neck. "I'm okay." She replied sluggishly.
"Let's check you up." He told her after he nodded his head, then removed his stethoscope. He put it on her body, checked her breathings. "Alright, that's a good sign." He began to smile as he finally put the annoying thing on the nearest table.
"Why am I here?" She asked, looking at everyone. Looking for the earliest answer. "You're here because you passed out, Clarissa." Jake answered in his sweetest tone, holding her left hand. "I.. passed out?" She repeated, trying to remember if she really did. "Yes, have you forgotten it?" He asked, leaning closer to hear her low voice. "When did that happen?"
It was such a surprise she forgot what happened. "Actually, two days from now." He replied quickly. "So, I have been here for more than a day? Sleeping all the time?" She asked, rising to straighten her back. "Exactly." Her father said.
"But, it's all fine. There's no problem at all. It's just a small thing. You just passed out, kid." Chris calmed her down. "Then, we should really be going home. If I'm totally okay?" She put down her both legs on the floor. "Are you sure you're okay?" Elizabeth's precious voice was again finally heard. "How sure are you, Rissa?" Lucas asked jokingly but seriously. She half-grinned as she took a peek at the audience, then stood. She fixed her shirt. "I'm completely sure I'm fine." She answered.
"And thanks, dad. For curing me. Thanks, Jake for taking me here." She said, looked both at her father and her husband. "It was nothing." They both replied at the same time. "I think have to fill my stomach now." She had heard her stomach grumble.
"You're welcome to." Chris told her, but as she took a step forward, Jake suddenly grabbed her arm. "Wait," he whispered. "There's something important we need to tell you." He said, looking seriously on the face. He looked at Chris, then back to her.
"Privately." He added as he looked at Vanessa and Lucas. They smiled, understood what he said then left the room closing the door gently. The three, Clarissa, Jake and Chris were left behind. "What is it?" She asked, frowning again at the idea.
"Sit down." Chris gestured his head. "This is a huge news to you. And it might really result to an obvious sudden reaction. So, please. Try to have have a thousand breaths first before you let us speak." Jake stop to give her time to respond. "Okay?" She asked, her mind not guessing. Her emotions still calm, Jake could feel. "Million, even." Chris half-whispered.
She just breathed very deeply, as if trying to have a big, big gulp of air. "I'm done. So, what's the news you want to tell me?" She crossed her legs. Jake looked at Chris, they both did. And she could see the both could feel hesitation and anxiousness. It was too long, when they were looking at each other for too long. "What's the news, guys? Do I have a cancer or disease?" She looked at the both as fast as possible.
"Clarissa, you're pregnant." The both had told her, emphasizing the last word. She heard Chris's voice, that he had difficulty pronouncing the word, prolonged it. Or maybe he was feeling bad for it. "What?" Was her only response.
