Page 151 of Iced Up Love: Part Two
“Now that you are awake, we need to ask a few questions. Since we weren’t sure when you would wake and time was important, with your husband’s permission we had a rape kit run to ensure that nothing happened.” He swallows as Elijah stiffens beside me.
“He didn’t... not while I was awake. It never got that far.” I whisper and I can feel the tension in the room as the doctor nods.
“That’s helpful to know. The kit came back negative as well.” He adds and I hear the exhales from Zach and Jackson. Part of me had feared that Paul had done things while I was out and knowing that it was clear eased my mind a little, knowing that hadn’t been taken from me.
“There’s something else.” The doctor says.
Something in me tightens again.
“What is it?”
“You’re pregnant.”
Everything inside me goes still.
“I’m… pregnant?”
The words don’t feel like mine.
“You’re approximately six weeks along,” he says, continuing, his voice steady, like this is normal. “Everything looks promising so far.”
Promising.
I don’t know what to do with that. He leaves, giving us time alone and the silence that follows is different. Heavier.
I look at them. All three of them.
“Sweetheart… are you okay?” Jackson says softly.
“I’m pregnant,” I say again, because it still doesn’t feel real.
He nods, a soft smile pulling at his mouth.
“Yeah,” he says gently.
Then, softer, lighter, like he’s trying to give me something to hold onto that isn’t fear.
“Can’t say I’m surprised. We weren’t exactly trying to stop it.”
A broken laugh escapes me before I can stop it, the sound catching with everything else still sitting in my chest.
My gaze shifts.
Zach.
Elijah.
Something tightens again.
“We didn’t talk about this,” I say quietly. “This… with everything…”
Zach’s eyes soften, his hand still steady on me.
“Are you okay, Lia?”
I look at him.
“Are you?”
