it was sometime in the afternoon the next day, when everybody started bombarding me.
i had a bunch of texts from ginger and gray, which kind of concerned me.
i decided to respond to ginger's text first.
ginger
you are never going to
believe this. i slept
over at my boyfriend's
house yesterday and he
wasn't in bed when i woke
up. he was in the guest
room, making out with
some random girl??
masen
send me his address, i just
wanna talk.
masen
come over later, please.
let's have a girl's night.
ginger
i'm so down. i'll bring
a bunch of snacks.
text me later ❤️
i had such a bad headache, i reached for my glass of water and chugged it... just to see if it would make things better.
it didn't.
i groaned, and clicked on grayson's message.
grayson
somebody from the rehab
center that ethan's at
called my parents. they
said that ethan really needs
to see you. do you need me
to pick you up?
fuck.
i was starting to feel super nauseous and anxious.
i don't even know what i want to do with this baby.
i exhaled slowly.
masen
um, yeah. if it's
okay with you.
i threw my phone onto my bed, and sighed in defeat. i had no idea what was going to happen. i just really didn't want to lose ethan.
**
the car ride with grayson was slightly awkward. things hadn't been the same with us, ever since he tried to kiss me.
he turned the radio down a little bit, and bit his lip. "hey, are you mad at me?"
i raised my brows, and gave him a look. "no, i'm not mad at you. i just thought it was weird that you tried to kiss me, that's all."
grayson cringed. "yeah, about that... i got carried away, i'm super sorry. ethan and i usually end up liking the same–"
i plugged my ears, and unbuckled my seatbelt as soon as he parked. "god, no. please, just stop. i'm under a lot of stress right now, and so is your brother. you can't just do things like that."
he nodded, and trailed behind me. "no, you're absolutely right. i really am sorry."
i blinked a few times, and signed my name on the visitor's paper. "it's cool, i guess. just don't do it again, please."
we had no idea where ethan was, so we ended up just checking the area that he was in yesterday.
he was there again, having a chat with his friend. they seemed to be sketching, or something. he looked pretty happy.
"eth!" grayson called.
ethan's smile stayed plastered on his face. he waved and motioned for us to come over.
ethan's friend gave us a courtesy nod before leaving the table.
"don't worry about him, he's just shy." ethan gave me a kiss, and hugged grayson.
"he kind of reminds me of you, gray. that's probably why i hang out with him so much."
that was so cute.
a goofy smile broke out on grayson's face.
ethan ran his hand through his hair, and looked at gray and i. "are you okay with gray being here?"
i nodded, and started chipping the nail polish off of my fingernails.
"i read all of your letters." he was smiling like an idiot. "i loved every single one of them... especially the last one."
WHAT?!?
grayson looked confused. "what was in the last one?"
i coughed, and rubbed my eyes. "uh, well..."
i decided to change the subject. "can i sit next to you?"
ethan nodded, and pulled me onto his lap when i came over. "i was just about to ask you that. anyways, can i tell grayson about the last letter?"
i felt so shy for some reason. i melted into ethan's chest, he wrapped his arms around my waist.
i knew that my face had turned a bright pink color.
"masey's pregnant, gray. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT??" ethan kissed my cheek, and played with my hair.
it was so strange to me, the fact that he could make me feel safe, even in an unknown environment.
"he's right, i'm pregnant. i'm sorry for being so mean to you, lately. ginger's the only other person that knew."
grayson's eyes widened. "are you fucking serious? that's why you always made me take you to get fries... it also explains why you've had a short temp–"
i cut my eyes at him, and shook my head. "don't push it, grayson."
"it also explains why she looked like she had gone on a tilt a whirl after eating, when i spun her around." ethan gave me a little squeeze.
i couldn't help but notice how ecstatic ethan was. "so... you want to keep me around, and you want to keep the baby?"
this is not at all how i expected things to go. i guess you could say that i was pleasantly surprised.
ethan looked insulted. "of course i do, masen. this is so fucking exciting, it makes me want to work even harder on sobering up again. i want to be here for you and our baby, i love you so much. hopefully soon, i'll be much better and out of here. i wanna take you to get tacos and ice cream and bro–"
i gagged. "baby, i love you too, but please don't talk about food right now. i feel gross."
ethan kissed my cheek, and returned his gaze to grayson. "take care of my baby... babies... while i'm gone, okay?"
ethan and grayson touched pinkies, and laughed. it was kind of creepy, not gonna lie.
if somebody would have told me two years ago that i was going to be pregnant and in love when i was 18... i would have told them to fuck off.
everything was changing so quickly, some things for better, some things for worse.
all i really knew was that i wasn't alone, and i didn't feel alone anymore.
that's all i ever wanted.
**
a/n: this is kind of cliche, but i thought it was cute. sue me!!
