MELTED {J.D X Reader} (HEATHERS)

Don't say it

You sat there crying for a long time. Thinking about what to do with this... news.... You shouldn't even bother telling J.D and be heading out the doctor and putting this baby out of its misery. You don't even know why the baby would want to be born into a world like this. This fucked up world that should have never been created. This cruel, unfair world.... But it would be even more unfair to not let this baby see it all. To not let it meet its parents and fall in love one day... Oh my god! Why does this have to be so hard!

You took in a deep inhale feeling yet another pang of hunger. Why is this thing so hungry? It was only created four god damn days ago! You yelled meantly. Why is so hard to decide on killing this baby or not? It's a yes or no question! I've never had a problem with killing before now! Is it because it's my baby? Is it some mother thing?!

But it's not just my baby. It's J.D's kid too! What kid would actually like him as a dad? Hey, possible baby in my stomach. Would you like two murders as parents? One who is more insane than the other?

Why are you freaking out? It hasn't been confirmed! It's just really likely! What other proof do you have besides not being on the pill and being hungry and throwing up, hm? ... Oh. Oh shit! Did my period start yesterday? It was supposed to, wasn't it? I guess I have all the proof besides  taking the test...

Knock Knock

Shit, J.D woke up

"Hey, Y/N? Are you okay?" J.D asked a bit confused. You quickly wiped away your tears and cleared your throat."Um, yeah! I'm fine, don't worry!" You cimmed in a fake voice. It was pretty obvious that you had been crying."God, you're a horrible liar, darling. Unlock the door." J.D told you strictly."Really, love. I'm fine! I just having... Girl.... Problems....." You lied. If by girl problems you mean being pregnant with J.D's kid, then, yeah, okay. That's a girl problem.

"Are you sure it's just 'girl problems'? I'm not an expert on that, but I'm pretty sure it doesn't make you cry." J.D question. You felt blush rush to your cheeks. How the fuck would he know that? I mean, sure, you've said stuff like."Hey, can I go out with Veronica? I'm just kinda pissed today, and need to talk to a girl." You know just stuff like that, hinting at it. But never gone into detail about- "Ow," you mumbled, feeling a painful spike of hunger.

"I'm coming in, Y/N!" J.D called from outside the door. You quickly stood up and went to quickly lock the door, but he already was in the room looking at you confused. He walked over to you, and put his warm hand on your cheek.

"Your not okay, Y/N. You look so pale..." J.D sighed to you, wrapping his other hand around your waist."I'm okay, Jason. Don't worry" You confronted him, still utterly failing at lying. J.D tilted his head to you,"If you think I would be mad at you because you're sick, you are sorely mistaken, darling." J.D murmured to you, moving a strand of hair behind your ear.

You stood there frozen for a second. Not sure of what to say or do."Um, yeah. I guess I'm sick." You gulped nervously, looking down at your feet. J.D quickly kissed the top of your head, letting you know that he cares about you."Let me get you some medicine. You go sit on the bed." J.D instructed you, leading you back to the bed and making you lie down."Stay right there, okay? Love you." He stated, before vansing out the door.

You smiled as he left. He loves me... He cares about me.... You fell backwards on the bed, feeling light as a feather. Then a blot of hunger rubbled in your stomach, reminding you of the guilt of what was physically inside of you. I know, I know, baby. I'm going to feed you, just hold on.

Your going insane if you think the baby could hear that.

"I'm back, Y/N." You sat up quickly, looking at the doorway to see J.D standing there with a bottle of Pepto in his hand."I don't know if this will help," J.D stated awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. He then tossed you the bottle that you somehow caught.

Wait, what it can't have this because I'm pregnant? You thought to yourself, then flipping the bottle over to read it. WARRING: Do not take if: Bladder infection, headache, or expecting. You gulped. "What's wrong, darling?" J.D asked you, sitting down on the bed beside you. You looked over at him, then back at the bottle. This would be a good way to get rid of the baby. But I want to tell J.D first. Hell, do I even want get rid of it?

"Y/N, darling. Are you okay? First you throw up, then you start staring into space a lot. It's making me worry." J.D told you generally, placing his hand on your thigh. You looked up at him from the bottle. He had the look of mischief of his face, yet at the same time looked worried for you. You couldn't help but be concerned. I don't think this man is ready to have a child. He should never be a father.

"I can tell when someone's hiding something, Y/N." J.D said, his grip getting stronger on your thigh. He then leaned to your ear and whispered:"I can also  tell when someone's lying, Y/N." His grip once again tightened." So tell me what's wrong."

You swallowed hard, fear building inside of you."I-I don't know what your talking about, love." You stuttered.

"Tell me, darling. I won't be mad."

"Yes you will."

Don't say it, Y/N.

"No, I won't. Just tell me what it is so I can fix it."

You can't fix this, there's no right way to change what's inside me.

"Jason, you don't have to fix everything."

I'm not sure how you would fix this. And I don't want to know.

"No, I need to fix everything that specifically bothers you. So just tell me what's wrong!" He yelled, scaring you a bit.

Don't tell him yet.

"It's nothing that you need to concern yourself with!"

Well, it's your kid, but still.

"Can I kill it?"

 Your heart stopped. He didn't realize what he just said. But it scared the shit out of you.'Should we kill it?' had been something common the two would say. But what he was referring to...

"Y/N? Y/N! Snap out of it!"

You couldn't talk. Everything felt so different with J.D now. It was like your relationship had died for a second.

Baby, I think I'm going to tell him.

"J.D... I-I'm sorry. I need to tell you something important." You slurred in a panic. J.D grabbed your left hand and let his dark eyes look into yours."What?"

You bit your lower lip and tried not to think of all the bad things that would come from this. Like a break up, or the baby dying, or the baby and you dying. Your chest swelled up and your whole body started to shake violently.

"I'm pregnant."