Dan and Phil's daughter Italy gets her marks the night before she turns 16. But she's in for a tough journey with her soulmate Cameron. This is the tale of their first year as a couple.
Sequel to Matching My Marks
"Shit Cam where are my pills? Have you seen them? I think I left them at your house yesterday!" I spoke into the phone, desperately looking around my room for the little case.
"Momma? Mom? Have you seen a little blue case anywhere?" I could hear him call into the house, fabric rustling as he moved. I heard them call back faintly, but I couldn't quite make out what they said. "What do you mean you threw it out?" That doesn't sound good at all. The panic level in me started rising, my breath shortening as I started freaking out. I needed those pills, if I missed today, my whole rhythm will be thrown off. "Italy deep breaths. You can get new ones, can't you?"
"N-Not until Monday," I spoke shakily. My doctors' office was closed until then, and she's the only one that Dads trusted.
"Fuck." I heard Cameron mumble under his breath. "At least we used a condom, but this sucks. I'm sorry Butterscotch."
"It's okay..." I hang up the phone.
~~~
December 9th
"Bye Dads, love you." I give them both hugs. They were going on a date weekend because they're too gay to just have a date night. I was spending it with Aunt Zoë and Uncle Alfie, and of course my cousin Amélie. She's 13, but we are as thick as thieves. Aunt Zoë is a makeup artist for the stars, and I'm not really sure what Uncle Alf does... it's kind of confusing.
"Goodbye Italy. We love you. See you in a few days." Papa smiles and kisses my forehead. He turned his back to pick up their bags, and Dad slid me a wad of money, winking at me. I giggle and wink back, glad Papa doesn't know about our little deal. Pretend that I'll miss them, get some money. For some odd reason, it makes Papa happier to know I love him and I'll miss him.
"I'll miss you guys. Promise to FaceTime me at least once and text every other hour?" I pouted.
"Of course little one!" Papa grinned, his blue eyes shining brightly. The deal is done and sealed.
~~~
My stomach was churning. Just like it had been for the last few hours. I've thrown up twice. My head was pounding, and I was exhausted despite getting ten hours of sleep. Currently, Zo and I were sitting in the waiting room of an emergency clinic, waiting for them to take me. We decided better safe than sorry, and take me in just in case it was a virus.
"Italy?" We heard a voice say. I looked up and saw a nurse in the doorway, clipboard in her hand. The two of us stood up and she led us into an examination room. I sat on the uncomfortable 'bed' and Zo sat on the chair in the corner.
"Hey it's okay, it's probably just a virus. As long as your dads don't kill me for letting you catch it, we're in the clear." She laughs. I smile weakly, not feeling great. Along with everything I was already having, I was starting to feel a little cold.
"Watch this be just my period. I'm due right about now anyway." I respond, rolling my eyes.
"Better safe than sorry, Doodlebug." She laughs. "I mean, I didn't realize I was pregnant with Amélie for like two months because I just thought it was period symptoms. This could be a virus, or something else, better safe than sorry."
"Speaking of..." I blush. "Cameron and I kind of... on Halloween." My face is probably beet red by now.
"Do you think it could be that?" She suggests.
"We were safe! We used a condom and I was on birth control. Granted, I lost it the next day because his mom threw it out, but I was back on it two days later, and I was on it for three months." At this moment, a doctor, or nurse, I can't tell, walked in.
"Italy?" She looked at me, and I nodded. "And you're the mother, I presume?" She looked at Zo.
"The Aunt. Her parents are away and they gave me permission to bring her in." The doctor nodded and sat down in a swivel chair.
"So what seems to be the matter?" She looked at me, slipping on a pair of rubber gloves. Zoë quickly mentioned that I was allergic to latex, and I gave her a grateful smile as the doctor hurriedly switched gloves.
"Well, I woke up really nauseous, and I threw up about ten minutes later, but that didn't really help. I've been feeling sick all day and threw up another time after that. My head has been hurting all day, and I haven't really had any energy either. And I started getting a bit cold recently too." I spoke quietly, feeling nervous.
"When was your last period?" Grey eyes stared at me gently, comfort existing behind them.
"A little over a month ago, but I'm generally once every 45 days or so."
"Have you had any sexual intercourse in the last two months?"
"A little over a month ago as well, but we were careful. Condom and birth control. But I know some of my other medicine can make it a little less effective, hence also using the condom."
"Do you think there could be a chance that you're pregnant?" She pulled something out from a drawer, I couldn't tell though.
"I don't think so, but nothing is perfect at preventing it but abstinence." The doctor handed me what she was holding, a little cup.
"I want you to go to the bathroom down the hall, and pee into the cup, up to the line. We can test it and it will let us know in about five minutes if you are or not." I nodded nervously and left the room, doing what I had to do. I cam back and handed it to the doctor, dowsing my hand in hand sanitizer. The doctor chuckled and put it in a machine, probably testing my piss. Man, that's gross.
Five minutes later, the test is done. "The test is positive. You're pregnant." My heart drops. "Do you want to talk about your options?" I nod half-heartedly. I'm excited, but I'm also terrified.
~~~ Teaser: Italy starts telling people
Surprise update! I decided to update twice this week because guess what? I GRADUATE TODAY! After today I'm done with high school. Also, I did my senior prank today and it was great so my mood is amazing
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