So, That's Your Dad? (Freddie Mercury) | Under Construction

Chapter Fifty Seven: Why I Can't Stand Ben At Times

       I am still sitting on the couch not knowing what to think. I am in shock. I never expected this to happen so soon. But I am smart enough to know that it only takes one time to get pregnant. I am also not in an unfortunate situation. I'm financially stable, but I am just not sure if I am mature enough to have a child. I have nine long months to figure that out though. "Ben, I don't know what to think right now." I start out conversation. "Tiffany, I promise you that it is going to be alright. You may be scared now, but once that baby is born you won't be afraid." Ben tried to calm me down. He was right. He is my only sense of reality right now since I am not able to think straight at the moment. I sigh as Joe walks in. He looked very dishelved. Which was reasonable because he has probably just woken up.

       "What's going on?" He asked the two of us in a grumpy tone. Ben smirked at me and by my stare I was begging him not to tell him. "Tiffany's pregnant." Ben revealed to him. "Oh that's great." Joe replied and started to walk to the kitchen. It didn't register to him at first, but I know that it will eventually. He stopped making his way to the kitchen and his eyes widened. "Wait, Tiff you're pregnant?!" He interrogated. I nod. "Yes, I just took the test and it came back positive." I answer him. Joe smiles, I would be as happy as he is too. But shock and anxiety has taken over me instead. "Tiffany that's great! You and Rami are going to become such good parents! You especially, since you've probably learned from dad himself." Joe praised. I raise my eyebrows in disagreement. My father is the last person who I would want to seek parental advice from. Not that he is a bad father, but I just wouldn't parent the same way that he did with me.

       I continue to sit down in my thoughts. I know nothing about parenting and I am going to have to learn soon. I don;t know how I am going to tell the rest of my loved ones and I have a long list of people to tell. Starting with Rami. I push some of my baby hairs that escaped my military bun behind my ear. I normally do that when I am stressed so that I know that at least something is right about me. "I just don't know what I am going to do, or how I'm going to tell everyone." I stress to my brothers. "We'll figure it out eventually. But right now I really think that you need to tell Rami." Ben advised. I glare at him and shake my head. "No, I don't know how he is going to react to this. He could be happy or he could be pissed." I disagree with my older brother.

       "I understand, Tiffany. But it has to be done. Out of that list of people that need to know, he is number one on that list. He's your husband, he deserves to know." Ben explained and he was very reasonable. However, now just was not the time. I need to step outside for a moment or else I am going to throwup again. I cna now officially call it morning sickness and I now hate those two words. I have no time to leave when Ben makes his way over to the phone on the wall. Shit. I don't know what he has planned and I am scared to know. He pushes a few numbers on the phone and placed it against his ear. "Ben, what the hell are you doing?" I asked sternly. "Shut up, Tiffany." He ordered as the phone had continued to ring.

       "Hello, Rami? Yeah this is Ben." My heart rate increases once I realize that it is too late to stop him. I feel too sick to move and he's not going to keep this a secret from his brother in law for long. "It's not too early over there is it? Well shit, sorry that I woke you up. But it's very important." Ben was telling my husband who was on the other side. it was better for me to only hear one side of this conversation. Because I am more than nervous for an argument to occur. "Well, your wife is pregnant. Yes, you heard me. Pregnant. There is a bun in the oven. Oh you want to talk to her? Ok, I'll hand the phone over to her." Ben motioned for me to go over there. I use all of my strength to get up and walked over to Ben. He hands me the phone and I place it to my ear.

       "Hey baby." I greet my husband. "Hey honey, how are you feeling?" He asked me. I sigh, not wanting to explain how I feel. But it was a very important detail that makes this more believeable, and he did ask afterall. "Sick. I have never felt more ill in my entire life." I answer him truthfully. "So it's true? We're having a baby?" He questioned. I was nervous to tell him, but Ben was right. He does have to know. Was this the right way to go about this? Probably not. But did he have to know? Yes, this is his child. "Yes, Rami. I'm pregnant. I just took a test and it came back positive." I said to him. He sighed. I could not tell how he was feeling at this time. He was either happy or upset with us.

       "Is this a mistake?" I asked him. "No baby, not at all. We're going to be just fine, and we're going to have this child. I am happiest man in the world right now. I love you, Tiffany. I love you so much." He said to me. I wanted to cry tears of joy. I swear that he is the definition of perfect. I love him with all my heart and I can tell that he loves me too. One thing we can also both agree on is that we love the child that is going to come in a couple of months from now. "I love you too, Rami. Go back to sleep." I tell him with a warm smile on my face. I hang up the phone and hug Ben as tightly as I could. Joe joined in and stretched his arms around the two of us. "I love you guys." I told the two of them and the tone in my voice showed that I meant it.