One Thing Right -Sequel to The Best of Our Love(Colby Brock)

Chapter 4

-Brooke-

3 weeks have passed. Kat has been working incessantly on the bachelorette party which is happening next week, along with Colby's bachelor party. My family will be flying down next week as well. Colby ACTUALLY invited my dad to the bachelor party, which was touching. His mom is coming with me to my bachelorette party, along with Stella and my sister. The nerve wracking part? Her son is coming to LA with them. 

I'm meeting Alex next week for the first time. 

I wasn't sure whether to be nervous or excited. I still was adjusting to the idea of Stella being actual family, which is part of the reason why I wanted her at my bachelorette, a chance to show that I'm accepting her. She actually cried a bit when I invited her. I'm really looking forward to Colby's mom being there though, I really am.

I'm kind of freaking out though. 

I've been feeling terrible the past 2 weeks. I've been nauseous, and have had such low energy. I keep thinking it's my period about to start, but now it's a week late. And I'm beginning to freak out a bit. I haven't said anything to anyone out of fear of making my horrors a reality. I keep hoping my period will finally start but yet it prevails. I'm worried that Colby is noticing too, but I just don't know what to say.

Hey, Colby! I know this is horrible timing but guess what? I might be pregnant! And I have no idea what to do about it!

Yeah that would go over well.

I've backtracked a little and wracked my brain trying to figure out whether it's possible for me to be pregnant or not. And after a little calendar searching and looking through old photos, yeah it's completely possible that I'm pregnant right now. One night a few weeks back Colby and I slipped up and forgot protection.

And now I'm panicking. 

My panic and shot emotions have made me incredibly irritable, which--to no one's surprise--has caused Colby and I to be fighting a lot which is the last thing that should be happening right now. In my defense he's driving me up the wall with the constant checking up on me to see if I'm okay. I told him I'm feeling a little unwell because my period is about to start--not the entire truth--but he still continues to ask if I'm okay, which leads to me telling him to just let it go and leave me along, then he starts yelling at me for not being honest, and then I kick him out of the room and one of us ends up on the couch that night. 

Just last night our roommates all sat us down in the living area as an intervention. They tried to get us to talk about our issues and explain that we're both under a lot of stress because of the wedding, hence the fighting. They aren't wrong, but it's not the only thing plaguing my mind lately. Despite their best efforts Colby and I got into another fight and he ended up storming out of the house.

He hasn't been back. 

I've been too furious to contact him, telling myself that he'll be back and we'll sit down, talk, cry a little, make up, and everything will be fine. But he hasn't been back yet and now I'm even MORE worried.

I yanked Kat into my bedroom and slammed the door.

"Jesus woman, what?" She asked, rubbing the arm I likely just bruised.

"I might be pregnant!" I blurted out and covered my mouth, shocked at my own outburst. Kat froze to her spot and just stared at me wide eyed, her mouth open in shock.

"Oh god," I whimpered and started pacing again. "I knew this was bad."

"No, no," She stammered, grabbing my arms and sitting down. "Not bad. Just...not expected. Repeat what you just said slower." Her eyes were still wide.