Romantic One Shots & Imagines

One Shot #69: Surprise

          "You started without me?" Denise exclaims as she sits down across from you.

          "You were late! I tried to wait as long as I could." You reply.

          "Five. Five minutes. That's nothing. How are you always on time? Did you at least order a drink for me when you ordered your food?"

          "Jack and coke?" You respond hoping that that was her favorite drink. A wide smile appears on her face. 

          "Aww, you know me so well." You roll your eyes at her silliness. "So, what are you eating? Are those eggs," Denise points at your salad. "And olives on your plate? You hate boiled eggs and olives."

          "Not anymore. I don't know why. Ever since those horderves they served at the office Christmas party, I can't get enough of them." You say while scarfing down your food. "But this is a compromise. I've overdone it this holiday season. I've gained 10 more pounds than I usually do and I haven't shed a single one yet."

          "Girl, you're not alone. I've been carrying the same food baby since last Thanksgiving."

           You laugh. "That's exactly it. I'm pregnant with a food baby. Why else can't I fit into 75% of my jeans?" You say almost pessimistically.

          Denise gains the courage to speak up. "It might not be that far fetched." You look at her confused with a mouth full of olives. "Come on, Louise, You're telling me you haven't thought about it?" She sees the look on your face and sighs before continuing. "That you're pregnant?"

          You take a long sip of water to stall. "How could I? Me and Milo haven't fucked since Halloween." Your tone came out slightly aggressive at the suggestion. "Besides I got my period like a week after."

          "Did you get your period in December?"

          "Not really. It was just spotting and it only lasted two days."

          "Did you not learn anything from health class in highschool?" She jokes.

          "I know how it all works, but stress is a definite factor in screwing with the menstrual cycle. That's why me and Milo haven't done anything since. Between our jobs and seeing everybody for the holidays, it's been hectic." Your voice lowers. "And then there's my prescription.

          "You're taking pills?" She asks seriously.

          You laugh nervously. "You make it sound like I bought a bag of Adderall from a shady guy at work." You reach into your purse to show her the bottle. "It's Klonopin. I go to my mom's psychiatrist from time to time and she prescribed me this around the time I got promoted. It also came in handy as the holidays started to roll around."

          "Why would you need an anti-anxiety medicine after a promotion?"

          "With a new job title, comes new responsibilities. The increased pay is great, but having to deal with more clients is overwhelming."

          Denise grabs your hand and looks at you. "You're awesome, you know that? I know there's this fiery woman inside of you that is dying to kick butt and take names." The two of you laugh. "If you need help letting her out with these, then that's ok. There is not one person on this Earth that doesn't need help." A tight-lined smile grows on your face. "So, are they safe to take while pregnant?"

          "I thought we were passed that." You say popping the last olive in your mouth.

          "I'm only asking hypothetically!"