Chapter Two

“Baby?” his quiet voice startled me and I jumped slightly when his hand touched my forehead.

“Hu?” my eyes tried to adjust to the light but the only light coming into the room was from the bedroom door her left open, the rest of the room was pitch black.

“Hey, how ya feeling?” He asked as he pushed the hair out of my eyes.

“A little better. What time is it?” I asked as I pushed myself to sit up.

“It’s almost 10. I just wanted to see how you felt and I brought you some Aspirin.” He said holding out the two little white pills in his hand along with a glass of water. I smiled at him and was about to reach for the pills when Dr. Roenstiens words rang out through my mind to avoid Aspirin.

“No thank you. I’m okay, just a little tired.” I said a yawn escaping me.

“Sweetheart you should take something.” He insisted offering the pills to me again. I shook my head and gently pushed his hand away.

“Josh, I really don’t need them.” He once again held them out towards me.

“Come on baby, it couldn’t hurt.” I felt myself becoming annoyed with him and silently counted to 5 before once again refusing the pills.

“Meg they aren’t going to kill you. I just don’t want you to feel bad honey.” He said clearly not taking no for an answer. I couldn’t help the words that flew out of my mouth but I instantly regretted them.

“Would you PLEASE just STOP with the pills Josh. I don’t want to take them okay? I JUST want to go back to sleep.” From the look on his handsome face I knew he a little hurt by my sudden attitude but I couldn’t help it. These hormones are driving me insane and trying to keep them hidden is making them worse. I started to turn away from him and I felt the bed shift as he moved. Probably wanted to get away from me and shitty attitude and I couldn’t blame him.

Suddenly there was a weight on the bed and I turned back to see the pills on the counter top and Josh taking off his shoes.

“Well, some extra sleep will do us all some good.” He said as he lifted up the blankets and climbed into the bed with me.

“Scoot over woman.” I smiled as I moved even closer to him and he groaned pushing me to my side of the bed as he got comfortable. Once situated I felt his arms encircle my waist as he pulled me over to him lacing our fingers together over my stomach.

I turned my head to smile at him and he leaned down to softly kiss my lips. He then placed a kiss on my nose, cheek and forehead before placing his mouth right my by ear.

“I love you.”

The pang of guilt I have started to become accustomed to when he said that had returned and I swallowed the tears that had built up in my throat. I hoped he didn’t notice the length of time it took for me to answer but I sucked it up and closed my eyes as I whispered back the reply he waited to hear.

“I love you too.” His arms tightened for a brief moment before his body relaxed and he fell into a deep slumber.

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Flushing the toilet I turned my head as the door to bathroom opened. My heart began to race as I tried to think of an excuse as to why once again, I was throwing up. My mind began to throw a million words out at me that I could barely piece together one thought.

“Meg? Is that you?” Courtney. Oh god. It was just Courtney.

“Yea it’s me Court.” I said. She pushed her way in and shut the door leaning against it as she looked at me. She didn’t need to ask, I didn’t need to confirm she knew.

“Oh Megan, what are you going to tell Jace?” I felt a knot in my throat and a cry came out before I could answer. I didn’t realize how badly I needed to cry until I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. Almost as if she had opened up Pandora’s box I knew this was the beginning of the end. There was no hiding the truth from Courtney and once I told her it would only be a matter of time before I let everyone else in on my secret.

“It’s not his.” I said barely above a whisper. Her eyes widened and look of utter disbelief covered her features. She shook her head and walked over to me grabbing hold of my arm and pulling me up from the floor.

I looked her straight in the eye and the tears kept falling as I again said the words I dreaded.

“It’s not his court. It’s not JC’s.” I broke down for what felt like the 100th time that week and Courtney pulled me into a hug.

“Shh, we’ll figure this out Meg…….I don’t have a clue how, but we’ll figure it out.” I continued to cry as her words didn’t do anything more than upset me.

“There is no ‘figuring it out’ I know who’s it is and if I tell it will just make things even worse. For everyone.” Her eyes widened and I could tell she was thinking of the other two men in the house.

“Meg, is it….” She took a small step back too look at my face and shook my head.

“No, it’s not Trace’s.” The look on her face didn’t change and she shook her head.

“ I wasn’t going to ask if it was Trace’s.” She said. A confused look covered my face and she took another step back but kept her hand on my shoulders.

“Look, We all know you had a little thing for Justin, and now that I think about it the two of you had disappeared for a little during Jace’s party….”

What.

The.

Fuck.

“ Court, I don’t have a thing for Justin!” I said getting defensive. They are NOT going to turn this entire thing around on me. He had just as much to do with it as I did.

“I’m not saying you DO, I’m saying you DID.” She clarified as I shook my head. “Look, if something did happen between the two of you, you should just come clean now and get it out into the open. Don’t make things worse for yourself Meg.” She said

“He’s just as much to blame as I am.” I said and I heard Courtney gasp.

Shit.

“So it is Justin’s.” She said. I panicked, this is it. This is the moment in which my life becomes unbearable. I could try and lie my way out of it, or come clean.

“Yea. It’s Justin’s. “ I confirmed.

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Pull.

Nope.

Pull.

Nope.

Pull.

Rip.

Great. Fan-fucking-tastic. I just ripped my favorite jeans. Pregnancy is over rated and this is becoming way to much of an image strain. One Month pregnant and already my jeans won’t zip up. Is this some sort of record?

As I continued to try and search for a pair of pants that will actually zip up my bedroom door opens and in walks the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He really is just fucking gorgeous. I mean, yes right now things between us are fine, as far as he’s concerned. And as much as I wish I could turn back the clock and re-do the dreadful night, I can’t. So I’ve decided to live it up with JC until all the cards are laid out on the table.

When would that be? Well, I’ve calculated it in my head and it’s between 3 choices. First. if Courtney rats my ass out to Trace, Second if JC notices I’m not just ‘bloated’ I’ve actually got a person under my shirt or Third if I finally grow a set and tell JC the truth.

I opt for none of the above so therefore, the lying and dishonesty shall continue.

“Hey Baby.” He looks at me and smiles and I can’t help but feel my heart flutter like an awestruck teenager.

“How was the gym?” I ask as he walks over to me. His cheeks are still flushed and he has the faint smell of a workout on him. I guess pregnancy really does heighten your sense of smell.

“It was good. “ He said kissing my cheek as he walked by me towards the drawer we designated as ‘his’. He fussed around before pulling a few items of clothing out.

I watched him as he held up a shirt to examine it before tossing it over his shoulder and shutting the drawer. He quickly turned to me and I darted my eyes away but it was too late.

“What are you looking at?” he asked with a smile. I sighed defeated and caught and slowly walked towards him.

“Nothing. Just my gorgeous boyfriend.” I crossed my arms behind his neck as his hands made their way to my waist.

“Gorgeous ey? I’ll have to agree with you on that one. You sure know how to pick em!” He said with a smile. A small laugh escaped my lips as I leaned up to kiss him. He returned the kiss before pulling back to look at me.

“ You know what? Your not so bad yourself” A smile creeps over my lips for what feels like the 100th time since he’s walked into the room.

“And do you know what?” I ask leaning up to kiss him shortly.

“What?” He asks nuzzling our noses together.

“ I love you a whole lot.” His smiles makes its way from his lips straight to his eyes and I feel as if I’m living someone else’s life. Someone who deserves the look on his face. The one that tells me how much he loves me without him saying it. The one that’s so assuring and confident it makes me want to cry.

Leaning up he cups my face in his hands forcing me to keep eye contact with him. He brings my face to his, kissing me softly before pulling away and bringing me into the most comforting hug I’ve ever had.

“ I love you. And you better just get over it because your going to be hearing that everyday for the rest of your life.” Oh god if only that was true.

“That sounds like heaven to me” I say my voice cracking before I could control it.

“ Mmmmm, me too baby. Me too.” He gives me one last peck before pulling away and heading towards the bathroom.

“I’m going to shower.” JC said as he walked through the door.

“Okay.” I said as I pulled open my drawers continuing on my quest for pants that actually fit.

“Perhaps you should too.” Raising my arm over my head I sniffed my armpit and shrugged.

“ I’m not the one who was just all sweaty and smelly at the gym mister.” He shook his head and turned back towards me leaning against the door frame.

“ Hmm, no your not all sweaty. But I could think of a few activities in which you could get sweaty and hence may need a shower, or we could just kill two birds with one stone….”

“What the hell are you-” The playful wink he tossed over at me finally set in and the smirk on my face could not be contained. Dropping the items in my hand I quickly ran over to the bathroom door giggling as I shut it behind me.

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 Walking down the hallway the next morning I spot Meredith in the living room balancing a cup of tea in one hand and a book in the other. The thought of just telling her and coming clean like Courtney has said flashed into my mind and before I could stop myself I called out to her. 

“Hey Mere?”

“Yea Meg?”

“Can I talk to you for a second?” She nodded and moved away from the couch she was currently inhabiting and made her way over the kitchen. Closing the door The two of us turned towards each other and slowly sat down at the small round kitchen table.

“So……what’s up?” She asked. I forced myself to drop my hands down from playing with the drawstring on my over-sized hoodie.

Once I couldn’t find a pair of pants to fit I resorted to work out pants I’ve never used before in my life. With the mental note that my pants don’t fit all I could think about was everyone else noticing that. So I found one of JC’s large sweatshirts and have been wearing it almost as a shield. The look isn’t out of the ordinary for me, well it kind of is since I started dating JC, not that I completely changed my style for him but I always made a little bit of an effort for him. Now? Well, his best friends baby is kind of preventing that from happening.

“I just needed to talk to you about something.” I said. Right as if this is just a ‘need to talk to you about something’ type of topic. This is a ‘Please don’t HATE ME and plot my murder while I’m sleeping’ type topic.

Good Job Megan. Fucking up already.

“What’s going on Meg?” She asked getting a little antsy. I looked up at her face and noticed that she had a look of concern and confusion all rolled into one. The last thing she should be, is concerned about me!

Shit.

I can’t do this. Not now. I can’t tell her yet. This isn’t the time or the way. I can’t tell her with her looking at me with concern. This isn’t fair to do to her! Quick think of something else to say! Think of something to tell her!

“I’m pregnant” I blurt. “And it’s not JC’s….”

Good one asshole.