It's not all roses

Chapter 20

Misty POV

I swear I blinked and the week has just gone by. It is now Thursday morning. Tyson has gone back to the courthouse to listen to what his mother was sentenced to. I would have gone with him but I am feeling very under the weather. I have been running a fever I can't seem to break and vomiting everything that makes it into my stomach.

Jason went with Tyson so he wasn't alone. Mum has been looking after Ryan while I try and get better. I feel like I am dying. Laying on the couch with a blanket over me and a bucket on the floor next to me, Lacy comes in. "Fuck Mis. The house smells like shit. You sure you're not shitting yourself as well?" she asks, with a smile on her face.

"Fuck off Lace" is all I can manage to tell her. She throws a bag at me. "Been to the drug store. You'll find cold and flu shit in there and a few other bits and pieces that mum wanted me to get you" she says and leaves the house. I open the bag and see the cold and flu tablets but also a pregnancy test. What the fuck is mum thinking?

For shits and giggles, I decide to take the test. I slowly drag myself off the couch. My whole body hurts. I must have gotten the flu or something. It has been a long time since I was this sick. I move to the bathroom and take the test. Once it comes back negative I will send a photo to mum. Leaving the test on the counter, I leave the bathroom and go make myself a lemon and honey tea.

Laying on the couch with my tea, I fall asleep. I must have been out for a while as I am being woken by Tyson, rubbing my head. "Hey" I say to him. He smiles at me, "How are you feeling?" he asks. Still with the smile on his face. "Like shit. I just wanna curl up and die" I tell him. He just continues to smile. "What has gotten you so happy?" I ask him. "Well where do I start? Mum has been locked away for 17 years and then I come home to find this in the bathroom" Tyson is holding the pregnancy test in his hand.

I can't see the window where it tells you if you are pregnant or not. "Yeah, mum thinks I could be pregnant again cause of how sick I am. I have the flu or something" I tell him. He is still smiling and shaking his head. "Mis" he says my name and hands me the test. Turning it over, all the blood drains from my face. There in front of me are 2 very dark lines, 2 very dark positive pregnancy lines.

I can't feel my face. Jesus fuck! I'm pregnant again.

Tyson is still staring at me with a wide grin. "Baby girl, there is another one of us growing inside of you" he says. I can see him starting to tear up. My mind is racing. I can feel the vomit rising up the back of my throat. I jump up off the couch and run into the bathroom. Sliding on my knees in front of the toilet. I empty out everything in my stomach.

In the back of my mind, all I can think of is the miscarriage and losing my beautiful baby. I am scared this is going to happen again. I cry while I hang my head over the toilet bowl. I cry for the baby I lost and I cry for the baby that is now growing in my stomach. I cry for everything that has happened over the past few months. I cry, just because I am a hormonal, emotional mess.

Tyson comes into the bathroom and sits down behind me. Pulling me to rest my head on his chest. "I've got you babe" he says to me. Wiping the tears from my face. "Everything will work out for us babe. It has to. I believe it will and I need you to believe in it too" he whispers into my ear. Tyson pushes me forward so he can stand up. Once he had gotten up off the floor he helps me up and takes me into the bedroom.

Pulling the blanket back he nods his head towards the bed. "Get in babe" he tells me. I lay down and Tyson tucks me in. "I'm just going back to your mums to get Ryan and then we will be back. I'll bring him in here and we can all lay together in bed" he says. Kissing my forehead, he leaves the room. I close my eyes, thinking about everything that is changing in our lives. I want to be excited about this baby, but my heart hurts that I can't be. I just hope and wish nothing goes wrong this time around.