Page 39 of In Ruins
“Um, well, five tests can’t be... So, I’m going to say they’re accurate.”
“Darn it! I’m so stupid! I didn’t even realize, as a matter of fact, I didn’t think about how being sick would fuck with everything. Fuck! What about the consequences I’ll have to face when my father finds out? This is not something I can hide for too long. Do you think Enzo will be mad if he finds out? I mean, it’s not like we can have a future together. I’m not even sure if he even likes me that way. All of this was just a way for us to have some fun, ya know? Actually, I don’t think I can let anyone else know he’s the father, not even him. It’ll be safer for him that way.”
“Yes. I know all about sex and how fun it is, but I don’t have a maniac for a father,” she points out. “And come on, don’t be so hard on yourself. Things like this happen…”
“Yeah, but not to me! God, what am I going to do? Father is going to go ballistic when he finds out.”
“He sure will. I’m thinking we should keep the baby’s paternity a secret for now.”
“I should have known there would be some kind of consequence for my actions. The one time, well, the couple of times I wanted to not give a fuck, and this happens. Ugh! It’s all his dumbass fault for being so damn addictive. I swear that man just makes me stupid whenever he’s in my vicinity because all I have on the brain is his dick,” I mutter, and she bursts out laughing.
“You did not just fucking say that! Though, to be fair, if that man was into me, I’d have dick on the brain twenty-four seven too! He is one fine specimen.”
“Don’t get any ideas!” I grumble.
“I would never! Bruno is the love of my life, and I’m totally gone over him, so don’t worry,” she says, smiling. “On a serious note, I know we’re planning to keep it a secret for a while, but will you ever tell him that the baby is his?”
“I don’t know yet. Let’s see what the doctor says first, and then we’ll go from there.”
“Okay, and don’t stress. I have faith that everything will work out in the end.”
“Have you met my father?” I ask with a snort. He would most likely kill me or do something drastic.
“Let me rephrase. I’m hoping and praying things work out.”
I don’t get to answer her because she pulls up in front of the doctor’s office, and when we step inside, she heads straight for the receptionist’s desk.
“Hi! I have an appointment for Rose Smith,” she says
“Yep. Right on time. The doctor will be with you shortly. You can have a seat for a few minutes and fill out some paperwork,” the receptionist says.
“Sure.”
We sit in the waiting room for a few minutes before my fake name is called. Both of us get up, then walk into the examination room. Giana pushes me toward the table to sit.
“Hi there. How are you?” the doctor says as he comes into the room.
“Hi. I’m doing well.”
“So, I see that you’re in for an ultrasound today?”
“Yes. I would like to confirm whether I’m pregnant. I already did the home test, but I would like to be sure,” I tell him.
“Not a problem. I’ll get that set up, and then we’ll know for certain in a few minutes,” he says. He walks out of the room and then comes back in, a moment later.
A nurse comes in behind him, wheeling in the ultrasound machine. She sets it up, and a few minutes later, the doctor tells me to lie down on the examination table. When I’m all set, he squeezes the gel onto my stomach. It’s cold, and I shiver as he places the wand on my stomach and begins to move it around.
A moment later, a gasp leaves me as he turns the monitor my way and points to the screen. I can actually see the shape of a tiny little body in my belly, and I’m a bit starstruck. Tears fill my eyes as a surge of instant love fills me for my unborn baby. I still can’t believe that this is happening, but just seeing her makes me realize that I want her with all my heart.At least I’m hoping it might be a girl.
“You’re about fourteen weeks along,” the doctor says. I can’t believe that I didn’t know I was pregnant all this time. The stress of my upcoming wedding and the fact that I’ve always been irregular with my periods are definitely the cause, and why I didn’t think anything of it.
“Is the baby healthy?”
“Yes. Everything looks good so far at this stage of fetal development. I’ll get you started on prenatal vitamins right away.”
“Thank you, Doctor.”
“When we get to around week eighteen, we’ll be able to tell the baby’s sex if you want to know,” he says with a smile.
