One Night ✔

35. The Worst Kept Secret

The nausea kicks in by the end of the week and I'm cursing ever thinking that having another baby was a good idea as I'm hunched over the toilet.

I remember maybe once or twice that Avery had made me this sick and so I couldn't understand why this time around it was so much worse but I really hoped it stopped because I knew that nine months of this would kill me.

I finally stand up and walk over to the sink to freshen up, staring at myself in the mirror. I turn to my side and place my hand on my belly. It wasn't incredibly large but if you knew me at all you would suspect that it was more than random weight gain.

"How far do you think you are?" Lucas asks, leaning against the doorframe. I shrug. I was sure that last month I had gotten my period but now looking back-.

"A month or two" I shrug. "Looking back I'm thinking that my shortened period in August was probably just some usual spotting" I admit, looking up at him. "I feel like I can't possibly be only three or four weeks."

"Not with that bump" he comments making me chuckle as I rub my hand over my bump. "Not to mention the increase in your uh chest size" he adds, clearing his throat as he averts his gaze to the floor. I roll my eyes.

"They aren't that much bigger" I argue. They had grown less than a cup size at this point which was bullshit in retrospect considering how sore they felt.

"Yea okay" he chuckles as the alarm on my phone goes off. Lovely. I was supposed to be walking out the front door right now. "Need a ride to work?"

I shake my head. "I'll be fine. Av will just be late" I reason but Lucas disagrees.

"No she won't. Hayden picked her up about fifteen minutes ago." I sigh. The two of them being an official 'item' was certainly going to take some getting used to. Not to mention, her talking to someone besides me about her relationship. Sometimes it was still hard to adjust to having to share my little girl after so many years alone.

"Of course he did" I huff, grabbing a little black dress from my closet. I couldn't wear the belt that went along with it on account of still feeling extremely ill but it was still cute and professional regardless.

I stare at myself in the mirror, smoothing out the wrinkles in the material and quirk my lips. Lucas was right.

I looked pregnant.

"My dad is gonna know" I announce immediately, staring at myself intently. Curse myself for getting a job at the same hallowed institution where my father still taught history to young, uncaring minds.

The dress was beginning to hug my small bump, the material stretching more than it would normally on my usual slim figure and unfortunately, my breat size increase was a little bit more obvious than I originally thought.

"I'll be lucky to live through the day" Lucas retorts, commenting on my father's unwavering dislike of him. At this point they tolerated one another but nothing much beyond that. "On the bright side, they had some sort of idea that this was happening. We weren't subtle about our attempts to get pregnant."

"I guess." I sigh. I knew I'd have to tell my dad at some point, sooner rather than later, but I hoped I could at least make it through a class or two first to try and talk myself off the cliff that I was looking to jump off of at the moment.

"It'll be okay Riles. Have a good day" Lucas smiles, pecking my lips before we part ways to head off to our jobs.

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Lucky for me, it seems that my dad is running late this morning too thus I still manage to beat him to work making it possible to effectively hide out in my classroom getting my lesson plan sorted out for the day.