Rydel is Pregnant?

Chapter 3

Two days passed and I had been thinking about the baby non stop. I'd been thinking so hard I was sure I would have a headache for the rest of my life.

I was staying pregnant, that much I was sure of. No way I was getting an abortion. No way no how.

I know the boys are concerned about me. Especially Riker. He always knew when there was something wrong with me. We had always been close and had that tight brother sister bond. People always thought we were twins growing up because of it and because we looked a lot alike. And we were like twins, always sticking together and knowing how the other was feeling. I have always looked up to Riker. How he was so passionate about music and acting, and how he never let the negativity of the world get him down.

That's why I decided to go to him first.

We were staying in a hotel for our next show and I was rooming with Riker, so I didn't have to worry about the others or my parents over hearing.

We had all just headed off to our rooms, beat from the show we just played, and in need of showers. I was feeling nauseous the whole show but thankfully hid it and didn't get sick. That would have been wonderful, hurling right in the middle of a show.

"You care if I shower first?" Riker asked as we entered our room. I shook my head. He was more sweaty then I was and needed it more. He grinned. "Thanks Delly."

He quickly grabbed his pajamas and flew into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

I kicked my shoes off and sighed as I heard the shower start. I wasn't changing until I was sweat free and I didn't want to get the clean bed sheets dirty, so I plopped down on the floor. I rested my elbow against my leg and sat my chin in my palm, staring at the wall.

It wasn't long before I heard the water shut off in the bathroom. I could hear Riker singing quietly as he changed, then the door opened and he stepped out. He raised an eyebrow at me.

"What are you doing on the floor?"

"I didn't want to get the bed sheets stinky." I shrugged. He chuckled and walked over to his bag.

"Bathroom's all yours."

I pulled myself up, gathered my pajamas, body wash, and hair supplies, then headed to the bathroom while Riker got comfortable on his bed. I heard him turn on the tv as I shut the door and set my stuff on the counter.

I peeled my dirty clothes off and tossed them in the corner, then quickly removed my makeup before stepping in the shower. I sighed peacefully as the warm water hit my body before getting to work.

I washed my hair first, using my own shampoo and conditioner instead of the cheap ones the hotel offered, then washed my body, once again using my own body wash. After I was clean and no longer gross, I just stood there for a few minutes, letting the water cascade over my body and relax me. Unfortunately, I had to get out some time, so with a sigh I turned the water off and stepped out into the mat.

I dried off and towel dried my hair, leaving it slightly damp, before wrapping the towel around myself.

I made sure it was secure before stepping over to the counter to grab my pajamas.

Mid-step, my stomach turned uncomfortably. My eyes widened and I dove for the toilet, just making it in time. Then I preceded to hurl my guts out.

I was pretty loud, so it was no surprise when I heard the tv go silent and quick footsteps towards the bathroom, then a knock on the door.

"Rydel? Are you alright?"

I obviously couldn't answer him, so I smacked the top of the toilet to let him know that I'd heard him.

"Are you decent? Never mind... I'm coming in alright?" He warned. Two seconds later, the door was opening and Riker stepped in. He sighed at the sight of me and kneeled down next to me, pulling my hair back and rubbing soothing circles on my back. "That's it. Get it out."

Once my stomach calmed down and I was able to stop, I groaned and flushed the toilet.

"I had a feeling you were getting sick." Riker sighed sympathetically.

Leaning back on my legs, I grabbed my head and closed my eyes. "I'm not sick Riker."

"Uh, Delly, in case you didn't notice, you just threw up, a lot."

"I'm not sick." I repeated. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I felt the tears leak out and roll down my face.

"Woah! Delly! Why are you crying?" Riker asked. I shook my head and a sob escaped my lips. Riker's hands were suddenly over mine as he pulled them away from my head, holding them in his own. "Delly look at me."

I slowly opened my eyes and met his concerned ones.

"I'm sorry." I cried.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He was getting panicky and squeezed my hands. "Rydel, talk to me."

Looking at him, seeing how concerned he was, how scared he was, I knew I couldn't keep it from him. I had to tell him now.

"You're gonna hate me."

To my surprise, he suddenly grabbed my shoulders forcing me to look straight at him. "Listen here Rydel Mary Lynch. I. Do. Not. Hate. You. You're my baby sister, and there is nothing you could do to make me hate you. No force on earth could make me hate you! Understand?"

I sniffled and nodded.

"Good. Now, what's going on? You know you can tell me anything."

"Riker, I-I.." my voice cracked.

He tightened his grip on my shoulders a bit. "Rydel, you're really starting to scare me."

I choked out a sob.

"Riker, I'm pregnant."

~*~

A/N

And the secret is out!

Riker is such a good brother.

I wish he was my brother...

Or my husband..

Wait, what?? (Embarrassing)

ANYWOO short chapter! sorry! oh well! haha!

Chapter 4 coming soon! (probably in like an hour)

OOOH AND SPECIAL THANKS TO MY FRIEND COURTNEY WHO MADE MY SUPER AWESOMAZING SPECTACULAR TOTALLY ROSSOME BOOK COVER <333 SHE'S AWESOME GO FOLLOW HER ON INSTAGRAM @OHNOHEREWEGOR5

That is all.

Goodbye.

-Liv