I'm doing ok, you guys. I just wanted to go ahead and update this chapter bc I had it written and forgot. I've taken the last few days for myself and I've calmed down a lot. I will be writing a little here and there. Your comments have been so sweet and encouraging and I really appreciate it. I totally left this story at the worst place possible so it would be so wrong if I didn't give you guys a resolution to what just happened. So, here is chapter 22. I just also let you guys know that there is probably only about 3 or 4 chapters left. Don't hate me. It's just how I planned it.
"What the fuck?" Luke gulped, holding up the stick. I bit my lip and looked at him, hoping that wasn't his only reaction. "You or Amelia?" He asked, his eyes closing slowly.
"Not Amelia." I whispered, looking down at the tile floor. He didn't want this. I could feel it. He didn't want me to be pregnant.
"Since when?" He asked softly and I shrugged, pushing my hair behind my ear. He stepped in front of me and set the test on the counter. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me against his chest. "Everything's gonna be ok."
"You don't want this, Luke. I know you don't." I whimpered into his shirt and he sighed, lifting my head up to look at his. He wiped the few tears that fell away from my cheeks and kissed my forehead. "This isn't what you need."
"I need you." He smiled. "You'll be a good mom and if this is what life is giving us then we've gotta take it."
"We're gonna have a baby?" I shook my head in disbelief. He chuckled and nodded, kissing me again.
"We're gonna have a baby," he sighed, wiping my cheeks again. "Fuck!" He groaned. "What do I tell my Mom?"
I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck to kiss his nose. "Do you love me still?"
"I impregnated you because I can't keep my hands off of you. I love you more than I can explain, baby. Why did you think that would change?" He bit down on his bottom lip and I shrugged, not sure why I thought he'd run. "I just got you back. I'm not going to run because of a baby."
"Can you be happy with one?"
"If it's ours, I can be ecstatic." He grinned, brushing my hair behind my shoulder while he looked down at me with compassionate eyes. "We made a little human."
"We did." I nodded, smiling wide when his hands went down to my stomach. I wasn't even growing but there was still something in there. "My parents would kill me." I shook my head, laughing.
"They'd be happy," he kissed my hair. "Because I love you and you love me." He grabbed my hands at my sides and tugged me to the living room. "So, I guess we should get you set up with a doctor and see how far along you are."
"Yea, yea I guess we need to do that. But, I think you need to call your mother." I patted his chest before sitting on the couch and he sat next to me.
"She's gonna yell at me and call me irresponsible." He whined, laying his head in my lap and placed his hand under my shirt, rubbing my belly. "She's gonna think I did it on purpose."
"You did threaten to take my birth control." I snorted, twirling my fingers into his curls. "Girl or boy?"
"Boy, of course. I wouldn't know what to do with a girl."
"You did good with Aria." I reminded him and he nodded, running his fingers across my stomach softly. "She loved you."
"Yea, but it was fun. When she cried, you took care of her. I just made her laugh. I don't think I could really get the mechanics of a girl. Like what does she wear? What does she like to do? Boys are different. He'll wear weird shit and like to get dirty. We'll go fishing or something. Maybe I can take him camping when he's older. Stuff my Dad did with me. Stuff I wish we could have done more of."
"You're gonna be amazing, ok? No matter if it's a boy or girl, you're going to be good at it."
"Shit, baby." He shook his head, smiling wide before sitting up to press his lips to mine. "This is gonna be crazy. We need to make sure everything is ok, you know? That nothing that's happened in the last few months could effect the baby and we have to keep you healthy and make sure you stay happy. Sometimes women get depressed when they're pregnant, right? We have to make sure you don't. We'll do whatever you need to do. We should move in together, like officially. We can look for a new house."
"Luke, relax." I giggled, pressing my palms against his cheeks. "We'll make some calls tomorrow and get a doctors appointment. The rest can wait." I kissed him softly and he nodded, wrapping his arms around the bottom of my thighs before lifting me off the couch and standing straight up. We both laughed as he stumbled a little bit before carrying me down the hall and into his bedroom.
"I love you so much." He whispered, laying me onto the bed. "What about getting married?"
"Slow down." I pressed my thumb against his lips and he left a kiss on it before I pulled it away. "Are you sure you want this?"
"I want everything with you. Babies, puppies, marriage, whatever. If it makes you happy, then I'm all for it."
"But, do you want it enough to give it your all? Can you put a baby before me? That's what I need you to do. You never know what could happen between us. Will you love a baby enough to stay around?"
"Nothing's going to happen to us, baby. You're my forever. And this baby is going to be good for us. It'll take time to get used to it but we're going to be ok." He kissed my forehead. "I promise. Now, get some sleep."
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