Life with Brockhampton

Chapter Ten

the same day i decide to postmates a pregnancy test.

when it got here i quickly took it and waited anxiously. after a minute i look at the test and it says

....positive 😧

my hands shakes as i reach for my phone. "Matt...we need to talk.." i reluctantly press send.

"okay babe, i'm on the 98th floor." he sends back.
i wish this elevator would get installed already 😫
i text him back "i don't think i should walk up 98 flights of stairs babe..."
"why not? you could use the exercise"
"just meet me in your room" i replied.

after about 4 hours i finally hear footsteps approaching. i spring out my chair to talk to matt but i passed out.

"greta!" Matt yells. he picked me up and threw me in the tesla, we rushed to the hospital.

i wake up to the same doctor from last time telling matt, "you're aware she's pregnant right?" he just stared in shock.

"m-matt?" i stutter.
"Greta why didn't you tell me?" he says confused. "i was going to earlier but i passed out.." i say on the verge of crying. "oh greta-" he begins to say, "but matt.." i say quietly. "yes greta?" i could tell he was concerned. "i-i..don't know who the father is..you know, after what happened last night.."

"ooooohhhh so she's broke and a thot? damn bro that must suck." the doctor said. "keep talking shit, i'll get you fired." Matt said. the doctor just walked out, slamming the door behind him.

"this is all my fault greta, we were supposed to get married.." he said.
"we still can!" i say defensively. "i don't know greta..." "just think about it, please matt." my voice cracks. he nods and kisses my forehead.

on our way home i ask matt, "i guess we should tell the others?..." without making eye contact. "yeah i guess." he replied.

"let me text them and tell them to meet us in the living room"
he says. i nod.
they all come rushing down the stairs and sit on the couch. "hey guys so greta has some news" He announces.
"uhm as you guys know, we all did stuff last night..and uh well, i'm pregnant.."
i mumbled.

"yo what the fuck" ciarán yells.
"yo chill man" Matt defends me.
"what the fuck do you mean? if she's pregnant that will ruin our careers!" he yelled back. "no it won't," matt says before looking at me. "greta," he says while grabbing my hands and looking deep into my eyes. "i've decided that no matter who the father is, i want to raise it as my own" i smile back and start to cry , i kiss him. "i love you," i say while he wipes a tear from my cheek.

a couple weeks later matt takes me to the hospital for the first ultrasound.

"hi im doctor - oh it's u." he says disgusted. "just do the ultrasound." matt scolds. "whatever." he says back.
"okay," the doctor sighs. "it's healthy." he says uninterested. "cool." i say getting up but he stops me. "but, there's more than one heartbeat." he adds. "yeah mine and the baby's" i roll my eyes. "no dumb bitch. there's three babies." he says.

"w-what? how?" i ask.
"well do triplets run in the family?" he says. "not that i know of??" i say back.
he looks at matt, giving him a what about you look. "me neither man" he shrugs. "well whatever. if you want i can do a DNA test to see if Matt is the father real quick." he says. "wow, thank you" i say in shock. "it's my job. calm down."

he came back with a test and after about 15 minutes we got the results back. "what the hell..?" the doctor says examining our test results. "what??" Matt says, i can tell he's terrified. "this is so strange..." the doctor replied, his eyes never leaving the paper. "WHAT?!" Matt yells impatiently. "it seems that your DNA only matches one of the babies.."