Worthy (Part 2)

Endings and Beginnings

I got up from the couch a few nights later, and decided to take a page from Tylers book.

Me: You need anything while I'm up?

She gave me that shy smile and I already knew what she was going to ask for. I chuckled and rolled my eyes

Me: What kind?

She thought it over before answering

Charley: Rocky road! Will you put extra syrup in it? Pleeeeease?

I laughed and headed for the kitchen

Me: I don't know how you're not 600 pounds yet.

I heard her laugh from the living room.

Charley: Would you still love me?

I shrugged even though I knew she couldn't see me.

Me: I'd at least have to try calling Dr. Now. But if he was booked, I'd still love ya I guess.

A complete joke of course. Charley could weight 6,000 pounds and I'd still love every belly roll. I laughed to myself as I pictured her fat little cheeks. I scooped some ice cream in a bowl and grabbed myself a water before coming back. She held out her greedy little arms with a big smile.

Charley: I don't know. I've just been craving sweets! Maybe I'm getting ready to start my period.

She picked up her phone, I assumed to check her period tracker. I laughed

Me: Maybe you're pregnant.

She laughed, but it was cut short. I looked over at her stunned face, and laughed

Me: What?

She started counting on her fingers, I just stared at her with an eyebrow raised. She finally looked up at me.

Charley: Shit....

I nervously chuckled.

Me: What?

She turned her phone around to show me her period tracker.

Me: Oh.

She basically threw the ice cream bowl at me like it was on fire

Charley: I have to go to the drug store.

Me: Why?

She looked at me with wide eyes, before she whisper yelled

Charley: To get a pregnancy test Emory!

I laughed. There was no way she was pregnant. She was on birth control. And... and..well...

shit.

She started to walk to the door to slip on her shoes and I hopped up. It hadn't hit me yet. Not really. I guess I didn't want to get my hopes up, but my body was moving without even thinking about it.

Me: No, you stay. I'll go.

Charley: We'll both go.

I laughed. clearly she was freaking out, her brain wasn't working.

pregnancy brain?

shit.

Me: So, should we wake the kids up to tell them we're getting a test to see if they have a new baby brother or sister? Or leave them and let them just figure it out while we're gone?

She cracked the tiniest smile and smacked my chest

Me: Ow. Don't hurt me. I could be your next baby daddy, you need to treat me with a little more respect.