Amyplier

Chapter Ninety Three.

Amy's Point of View:

     Ever since I was a child, I was always the early riser. Waking up before everyone else in the house and always getting in trouble for making too much noise and waking my older brother up after a night full of studying. This continued and still continues into today. Now instead of worrying about waking up my big brother I have to worry about waking up my three other roommates. Easing my way out of bed, I hear Mark stir around on the sheets causing me to freeze. I turn my head, Feeling the weight of my hair fall off my shoulder and to my back. Mark didn't end up waking up but laying head off the pillow, His puffy pink lips parted and, his dark hair sprawled over his forehead. I smile to myself before leaning down, Moving his hair over to the side with my thumb and kissing the spot on his forehead. He stirs again slightly, Giving me my chance to leave the room and go down for breakfast.

     "Ames?" I hear the raspy voice behind me "Why are you up so early?" I turn and look to see Ethan standing at the refrigerator. Grabbing my cereal bowl I turn myself around, Leaning against the cold granite "Early riser" I smile, Taking a spoonful of cheerios. I continue eating my cereal and hear as he moves around the kitchen, Preparing his own breakfast "How have you been?" He asks "We haven't talked much and you seem preoccupied most of the time" He finishes, Grabbing his own cereal bowl and leaning against the opposite countertop. After chewing and swallowing my breakfast food I look up once more "Just work stuff" I shrug "Eve has been helping me out lots" I shrug again and take another bite. He stands for a beat, Then another beat "Have you been sick still?" He questions "Ive heard you getting sick" I meet his eyes just as I'm about to stuff my face with more cereal, I watch as his eyes flicker from my stomach and then back up to my eyes. "No, um not really" I stutter, Running my fingers through my mess of hair "I'm actually going to go up and get ready" I laugh, Already scolding myself for wearing a tank top to bed "See you later" I rush, Hearing the clink from my bowl in the sink and rushing up to my bedroom.

     "He knows" I try to conceal the panic behind my voice "I was eating my breakfast and he was down there and I went in my tank and-" I turn to him, Ignoring my non blended makeup for a moment, Watching as he continues to organize pillows on my bed "Why aren't you freaking out?" I allow my voice to go high. I watch as he turns his head and shrugs his shoulders "We have to tell them eventually" I turn back as he continues talking "Isn't easier if they find out on their own" His voice is calm, He's always calm about these things. Only making me angrier. "No" I look at him "This is our child and no one else's business, We tell them when we are ready" I look to him for a second, Then looking back to the mirror hung on the back of my door. The room goes quiet for a second, Not sure if it was on purpose or accidental but didn't help the anger, Builder up inside of me. "Anything?' I ask, My voice going high again. Mark stays quiet, Looking me in the eyes and staring with a dead face. Letting my face go dead too I rise my hand to the knob and twist it open, Scooting out of the way "Out".

     It's not the type of anger that slowly seeps through you but the type to overcome you, Filling your body with heat and you know you have to get out of wherever you are. I decided to go to where I always go when I feel overwhelming emotion. The place that brings me peace and helps my body calm itself. Grabbing my keys from the cup holder and my phone from the passengers seat I make my way out of the car, Quickly hearing the lock as I press the button on my key. Today the beach was filled with people. Mainly families enjoying their time together, Smiling, laughing, Doing shit that normal families are supposed to do. When getting down to the pier I slide my sandals off and hold them in the same hand with two fingers. Stepping off the splintering wooden boards I allow my feet to sink into the sand, Feeling as if all thats happening has already melted off of me. I decide to walk down the sandy beach a ways before finding a place to sit myself, With each step I feel as if I can breath a little deeper. A scream from behind me interrupts my quiet thoughts, Making me turn only to see a small child playing in the waves with her dad. She can't be older than three. Blonde curly hair, A hot pink one piece covering her small frame. I look back to where I'm going, Pushing a piece of hair back behind my ear and set myself right where I am. I tuck my legs against my body and rest my head against my knee, Watching the waves crash, New ones replacing them within moments as if noting has happened.

     If only I could stay the night at the beach, Left alone with nothing but the sounds of the crashing waves a few feet below me. Now, The crashing waves being replaced with the slight noise of my radio carrying throughout the car and the ding from the team asking when I'll be home. Now I really miss the wave sounds. I hear my tire scraping the sidewalk as I pull into the driveway of the house but choosing to ignore it and decide it adds character to my already banged up car. I grab my things and climb out, Locking it and hear the flop of my sandals and the chill of the air as I walk up the sidewalk. The door was unlocked so I welcome myself in, Pushing it open and then pushing and locking it closed right after "Home" I yell once inside. Continuing my flopping sandals down the hall, I'm greeted with everyone in different spots around the kitchen. "Hey Amy" Kathryn Smiles "Where have you been all day?" She asks, Wrapping her hands around her mug before bringing it up to her lips. I see in the corner of my eye Ethan setting himself at the table also. "Ignoring responsibility" I hear Mark under his breath, Quickly choosing to ignore his commentary. "The beach" I smile also, Leaning myself against the counter. I watch as she nods and the room goes quiet again, "If only you knew" Mark makes another comment under his breath and I'm silently wishing the room was quiet again. "What was that Mark' Ethan asks, Actually curious. I look to the ground, Already feeling the heat in my body rise as I hope Mark keeps his mouth shut. A beat skips then Mark speaks again "I said" He pauses "If only you knew" He sing songs as we make eye contact. Balling my hands I look to him again "Mark please" I say, Still maintaining control. Hearing the click of him setting his mug down against the granite I watch as he puts his hands together in front of him "What Amy" He smiles "Why don't you want to tell our friends?" His smug expression is clear and spread proudly across his unshaven face. I begin to walk closer "This is our's Mark" I say, Hearing my voice begin to crack "This our our secret to keep" I beg him with my eyes, Not wanting either of us to loose it right here, right now. He clears his throat, Looking to the floor before stepping closer to me "What secret, Amy?" He whispers as the smug expression grows larger as if tempting me. My blood now boiling and I push my hands down beside me hard as if pushing away from something "Our baby!" I yell "Is it not so important to you to keep it our secret, Our little bit of happiness?!" I yell, Feeling as if I'm walking in circles and seeing stars "Are you happy now?" I yell again, Seeing his face fall as he watches nothing in the room exept for me "Because I sure as hell am not. Why, Why couldn't you just have waited until I was comfortable since I, Me am carrying him or her?!" I yell again, Seeing his hands come near me, Trying to pull me into him. I stand, Watching his emotions on his face fall as feeling the hot tears stream down my face "I hope you're happy now" I say sternly before looking over to Kathryn and Ethan sitting appalled at the table. Not knowing what to do or say I walk up the stairs. Holding a hand over my mouth so no one can hear me sobbing.

Wow, What a way to come back. Everyone was asking when Kathryn and Ethan got to know about the pregnancy and here it is. Not how you expected it to happen did you. Did you like it? Was it too dramatic? Let me know what you think:) Oh! I have the name for little babe picked out already! It's super cute, Kinda out there but I think it fits Mark and Amy's personalities pretty well. I can't wait for you to know! I hope you enjoyed this read.

xxParks