Toxic 2: Lethal

Adoption

Chapter10-Adoption

"Are you really considering that?" She whispered.

"I don't know. Maybe? I'm not ready to take care of a baby. And I don't want to force all the responsibilities on you."

"But this is your baby-our baby. Would you be okay with someone else raising our baby?"

I stared down at my hands and shrugged. "Probably not. But what choice do I have?"

She walked over and sat down across from me on the bed. "You can keep the baby and make it feel so loved that anything you do wrong doesn't matter."

"What if it's not enough?"

"It will be."

I blinked my eyes as tears fell down my face. "I'm so scared. I've never been more scared."

Ava leaned toward me and kissed me, her fingers brushing the tears from my face. "I don't want you to be scared, Lydia. I want you to be excited and happy and... I don't know."

"I want to be, Ava. It's just... there's so much at stake here."

"I know."

I rested my head on her shoulder. "I wish you could be with me all the time. I feel like I get stressed out the second we're away from each other."

"Do you want me to spend the night?"

"Will you?"

She laughed and brushed my hair behind my ear. "Of course."

It seemed dumb and childish but I hated being away from her. The second she was back with me, I felt better. Maybe I needed her to keep me grounded so I didn't let my thoughts get the best of me.

As if I hadn't had a bad enough night as it was, I woke up to morning sickness. The only thing tolerable was knowing that Ava was there to take care of me.

"You sure you're up for school?" She asked, tying my hair into a ponytail. Her hands were cool against my skin, calming me down and making me feel better.

I nodded. "I can't miss any days."

"Lydia, you have every right to skip if you feel sick."

"I don't want to miss too much. I can't fail this year." The thought scared me more than raising a baby did.

She kissed my shoulder. "I won't let that happen."

"I hope you're good at math then."

She groaned.

I looked back at her and smiled a little. "This is going to be interesting."

She took my hand and led me back to my bed. Then she laid down beside me. "Do you want something to eat?"

I shook my head. "It'll just make me sick."

She stroked my hair away from my face. "I wish I could help more."

"You're doing fine, Ava. Promise."

"I hate that you're the one doing all of this. All the throwing up and stuff."

"It'd make me just as depressed if you were doing all of this."

"Maybe someday I will be."

I looked over at her. "You think about that?"

"Sometimes. When I think of you being pregnant, I wonder what it'd be like for me to be pregnant. Then it just kind of snowballs."

"If it'll make you happy, then I think you should consider it. When we're older, of course."

She kissed me. "This is why I love you."

I laughed and rested my head on her shoulder.

"Come on. We have to get ready if you're up for school."