Minute-By-Minute (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 11

After being at the abortion clinic for about four hours, Ivy, Jonah, and I were able to go home. Jonah had stayed in the waiting room while I stayed with my sister, knowing that she'll need someone there with her. She cried, a lot, which was definitely to be expected. I know that this was one of the hardest decisions that she ever had to make, but she was just doing what was best for her future.

They told us that since she was seven weeks pregnant, she would have something called an 'aspiration', which is a type of abortion. They gave her a sedative to help with the pain and then they started doing what they were doing. They numbed her cervix with a local anesthetic and that's when she really started to cry. I think it all just hit her at that point that it was real and this was something that she was actually doing. All I could do was just hold her hand and wait until it was all over.

The nurses and doctors were so nice though. They were very supportive of her decision and even made Jonah feel better a bit. They gave us a pamphlet that had counseling options for both of them, but I knew we wouldn't need it since Julian had already offered that to them. We had to stay at the clinic in a recovery area for a few hours just because they needed to check how much she was bleeding. She was given antibiotics to prevent infection along with medicine to help with the blood.

The car ride back to the house was very... silent. Jonah sat in the back, just staring out the window, while Ivy just stared forward at the road, probably wishing to be home now. They were going to stay at the house for one more night just so we could watch how they were doing. After Julian and I had our little breakdown last night, he had taken Jonah to the balcony in our room and just talked to him. I know it definitely helped, but now, Jonah didn't seem to be doing too well.

I knew he felt guilty or something, but I also felt like he was angry. Angry at what? I have no idea. The poor guy just wanted to love Ivy and not have anything get in the way, but that's not what happened. I know Ivy needed his support, but she also knew that he couldn't exactly give it right now. He was grieving, or whatever you would call it, and needed space. So I just took on the role as supporter and held Ivy whenever she needed.

After Julian and Jonah talked last night, we all just decided to order in pizza and watch a movie, which none of us were really watching. I know Jonah and Ivy were both worried about the two of us, probably since they could definitely hear Julian screaming at me, but they never mentioned anything. The entire night, Julian and I barely spoke to each other again. I think we needed space as well, even though I just wanted to hold him and make sure he was alright.

The only real connection we had last night was when he applied ice to my nose when we were going to bed. We did that for about 15 minutes without saying a single word the entire time until we both just fell asleep. He woke up early this morning to make sure everything was okay before he had to leave for work. I hadn't heard from him, except for when he asked if everything was going well at the clinic. I felt like we were breaking because of his parents and I didn't know how to help us.

"Okay, what do you guys want for food?" I ask the two of them, trying to start some kind of conversation before we got to the house. I didn't want the two of them to just go up to the rooms they were staying in and just feel terrible the rest of the day. We were going to keep everything light and easy for the rest of the day since it was a pretty emotional morning, but that didn't mean we couldn't talk and do things together.

"I'm not too hungry," Jonah whispers from his spot in the back.

"Me either," Ivy agrees, continuing to look out the front window at the road. I hold in my sigh since I expected this to happen. They were going to close themselves off from everything and I needed to get a grip on how to handle everything before things got worse.