Sewn//Derek Luh

Chapter 15

"Nivea when I saw that you were pregnant I began doing drugs. I was afraid. I got scared that you were going to leave me, so I began doing this shit. I don't love Lele nor will I ever. I only love you. Please let me show you that." Derek begs.

"Derek, just because I am pregnant with your child doesn't mean you need to be my boyfriend. I suppose I better go tell everyone else." I say shrugging his hands off me. I wipe off all my makeup then walk downstairs Derek close behind.

"Hey there you are. Are you alright? Stupid question I know." Felix says. Guess everyone just wanted to like party or something. 

I look at them. "I'm going to be alright. But I need to tell everyone some news that will change everything." I say. 

"What's up?" Madison asks. 

I swallow back the lump in my throat. "Well here in the next few months I won't be able to hide it anymore, and since there isn't an easy way to say this I will just get on with it. Uhm, I'm pregnant. With Derek's baby obviously, but yeah." I say.

"Wait, really?" Lele asks. "Because when I found a pregnancy test it was actually negative. I was just telling Derek it was positive to joke with him." 

"I'm really pregnant. I went to the Doctor the other day to confirm it. I have another appointment today actually. I can get some ultrasounds to prove it if needed." I say.

"Please do. I wanna see. This is exciting. I mean I do believe you, because I know you wouldn't lie about that shit." Ana says. I smile. "Oh and the negative test was mine. I had been late on my cycle so I thought I was, but it was a false alarm." 

"Well this is some crazy shit. But congratulations Nivea on the baby. I'm happy for you and we are here for you if you need it kid." Jack says. 

"Thanks Gilinksy." 

"In other news Jack and I are moving back here. We realized that New York isn't the same without you for one and two their managers recording got shut down so he had to come back here. He told the guys if they still wanted to have him as their manager they'd have to come back, so here we are." Madison says.

"Well it's good to have you guys back then. I'm not really thrilled about Lele and JJ but I'll live. Lele if you and Derek stay together you need to take great care of him, because I promise if you hurt him again I will slit your throat. Without hesitation or word." I say sternly.

"Yes ma'am." She says. 

"Now I need to get going. I have a Doctors appointment to go to. See you all later." I say. 

"Wait, would you like me to come with you?" Sammy asks.

"If you wouldn't mind. Sure." I smile. He nods then slips on some shoes and we leave.

"I can't believe you're actually having a baby. Like how long have you known about this and how do you feel about it? Given the situations recently." He asks.

"I've known for a little while. About 2 months. I'm actually 3-4 months along now. The way I feel about it doesn't matter right now. I just feel numb at this point. Like how should I feel anyways?" I ask as we pull up to a stop light.

"I'm not sure how you're supposed to feel about it right now, but what I do know is that you shouldn't have kept it hidden so long. I know that it probably hurts Derek." He says.

"Sammy whose side are you on? I mean really, because I honestly don't care what Derek feels right now, especially since he did this shit. The day I wanted to tell him about the baby he brought them to our fucking house. I'm really hurt over it and I don't know what or how to feel. All I know is I am about to be a mother and I have a lot of shit to get together for my child. With or without Derek."

"That's fair."

We pull up to the hospital parking lot. We drive around looking for a spot. Then we finally find one so we park. Sammy walks me inside with a huge smile on his face. 

"Ms. Williams Doctor Zurita is ready for you." The nurse says. I thank her then walk back to the ultrasound room.

"Good morning Ms. Williams. It's great to see you again. How are you? How are the little ones holding up?" He asks.

"Great Doc." I say. I lay on the chair while he puts the gel on my stomach.

"Little ones? As in plural?" Sammy asks. I look at the floor.

"Yes Sammy..Little ones. There's two babies." I say. 

"You're having twins!?"