A Subs Life (Story 1) ✔️

17- Goodbye baby.

~Caroline~

I was beyond tired. I dozed off several times throughout the day in every class. By the time I got home I was ready for bed. I'd barely returned anyone's texts and calls all day. I turned the tv on in the living room and sat to do some homework.

It had been a week since we had returned from our vacation...Sadley the cake tasting had gone not so well and I was currently searching the city for the best bakery.

Not feeling my studies, eventually I set my laptop aside and fell asleep. Around eight pm the buzzer woke me. When I hurried towards the door and swung it open Liv was standing there. She had one manicured hand on her hip. "Jeez you've been off the radar all day and I'm not okay with that. What's going on?" She asks as she walked past me into the condo. I ran my fingers through my tangled hair and followed her to the couch to sit down. She picked up our new addition, a curled up, snoozing fluff ball that Christopher named Peach. The puppy opened its little eyes and immediately licked her hand.

"I'm sorry. I've just been so exhausted all day and I don't feel well at all. Just hurried home to rest..." I reply, scrolling through missed notifications on my phone from the last several hours. Sol saying he missed me and that he would be working late tonight. My Sir definitely overdid it...I could see him, sitting in his office as the rest of the building was dead silent. I sighed heavily, expecting nothing different...he had worked late all week. Coming in while I was sleeping and leaving before I would wake up. It was frustrating and honestly I felt a bit abandoned. "...Damn and my boobs are so fucking sore." I added, looking up at her. She was stroking Peach who was laying in her lap, snoozing again.

My friend rose an eyebrow at me then. "Mmm was Sol a little rough?" Liv teased, wiggling her waxed eyebrows. The question almost made me roll my eyes. Perhaps, but we hadn't even had sex in a week. I shrugged, frowning, having no clue...until she asked her next question. "Oh god, you're not pregnant are you?" I looked over at her like she had just lost her fucking mind and laughed.

"Not possible. I'm on birth control, Olivia." And due for a period any day.

"Yea and sometimes, not often, that shit doesn't work. Maybe you should check your calender." She suggested looking at me from under her long, amazing eye lashes. To ease her mind, I got up from the couch and went to the kitchen bar where my purse was. When I found the chevron printed calender, I opened it up and went to my month. Then I just kinda stared at the calender with a deep confused frown on my face.

"Well?" Liv urged on impatiently. I turned to face her, shaking my head slowly.

"This isn't right. My cycle is like clockwork." I stared down at my start date...wich was two weeks ago. When I glanced up she was off of the couch, making her way towards me. Liv took the calendar book and I slowly watch her brow pop. "What am I gonna do, Liv? How did I not know I was so late?" I sat down in one of the tall stools and took long deep breaths. In and out...Before I had a panic attack.

"Okay. We can go to the store and buy a test. Don't freak out Caroline, there could be a logical explanation for this." Olivia answered. She was not good at pep talking. There better be a logical explanation.

~

"Are you okay, Caroline?" Christopher asked me. He was sitting at the bar, watching me pace back and forth, chewing my bottom lip and frowning down at the very positive pregnancy test.

I stopped and looked at the little boy who looked achingly similar to his father and narrowed my eyes on him. "Why dont you go lay down in your room, Chris." I said and checked my cellphone again. Go figure Sol was not answering me at all. It was almost midnight.