Friends with Benefits

Part 21

Friends With Benefits chapter 21:

{two weeks later}

Justin stopped by almost everyday, it was very frequent. The conversations usually consisted on the baby. There were times when he would hint to us and our relationship but I quickly changed the subject because I don't want to talk about it. The doctors say I'm finally starting to do better and I can leave tomorrow. I don't want to talk about us until I knew I could handle it.

I still wasn't showing yet but I don't think I'll start to form a bump until I'm at least a month or two along. Justin hasn't told me anything about what he plans to do about two baby's. he will have to choose between me or her and have visiting rights for the one he doesn't choose. I can't help but feel a little bad for him but I also feel bad for myself. He's only 20 and I'm 19 and we're both giving up our young lives to raise babies and have families.

When he was here we usually talked about details like names, gender, how we would handle the media. The way he talked made if sound like we were together as a team and I liked the sound if that but there was another women and another infant involved so that didn't matter. Is he still gonna marry her? Is he gonna even get married? What if he chooses neither of us? This is fucking killing me. I've been so bored in this hospital. There's nothing to do but eat, lay in bed, eat some more, and talk to Justin. Sometimes he stayed all day.

I'm laying in bed right now flipping through the same Old tv shows looking for something non annoying. I've started have morning sickness and getting sick constantly. Everything seems to annoy me and I'm constantly on edge. I groaned in annoyance that there was nothing to watch and rubbed my hands up and down my face. Seconds later I heard a light tap at the door and the creaking sound of it opening. I removed my hands from my face and seen it was Justin smiling at me. I returned the friendly smile. It wasn't romantic, I can't handle that.
He walked in and closed the door behind him. "Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked as he made his way to my bedside an sat in the chair he does everyday. "Ugh, I'm sick and exhausted," I groaned. He made a fake puppy-dog lip at me."aw, poor baby," he mocked me. I didn't say anything, just slightly giggled. He stood up and started to slowly pace around my bed, "so, you get out tomorrow?" He more like states moved his hands nervously. "Uh yeah, I get released. They said I'm showing enough improvement in my attitude and I'm healthy." "So where are you gonna go?" He asked with a tone that gave me a vibe like he was cutting through ice. "Home?" I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Des, you don't have a house. They sold it and when," he briefly paused but I didn't know why yet, "I left," he chocked, "you didn't take it off the market. They sold it already." He finished. I never thought about that.

The look on my face must have told Justin that was completely taken back by what he said. But I knew it had to be true. "So, I'm guessing then you don't have a place to go?" He said and was obviously hinting to what we all know he was hinting to. "I have my parents.." I said. "They live in Kentucky and they've already gone back." He said.
I knew they'd already gone back to the bluegrass state but they would come back for me. "Plus, you're whole life is here, you can't just drop it and leave it all behind. And what about me?" "What about you?" I cut him off. "You can keep this baby from me, des." I sighed, "I wasn't planning on it." I don't have a choice.