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"Follow me, I wanna show you something." He walked ahead, going up the large stairs. He waited for me on the landing as he noticed I wasn't immediately following. He arched a brow at me. "What are you waiting for?"
"Just wondering if it's a good idea for me to follow." Probably wouldn't be cute for Lucas to hear I went upstairs to Ian's room with him.
"Of course it is. Now come on." He waved me over with his hand pleadingly.
"Fine," I caved, deciding I'll go up the stairs, but not into his room.
The stairs creaked in their familiar complaint. Even they missed me. Ian was silent and didn't look back as we climbed further up the stairs. He didn't turn right towards his room like I thought he would either. Instead, he turned left and then opened the door to the guest bedroom. He stepped inside the room and disappeared on the other side of the bed as he knelt down.
"What are you doing?" I asked from the doorway.
"Just getting something." His tone told me he was up to something, but I had no idea what. Six years can change a person a lot and I know Ian isn't exactly the same and neither am I. So, there is no telling what he's about to do. He stood back up with a triumphant haza. In his hand was a little old and dusty box. He brushed it off as he walked back over to me.
"I never got a chance to give this to you before I left, since I was picked up at school without warning. I was going to give this to you the day I was meant to leave after school." He handed me the box, and at first I just looked at it. I imagined what it would have been like to get this when we said goodbye. I slowly opened the box, peering inside with deep curiosity. The rose gold ring was braid-like in appearance and seemed almost woven together. I picked it up, noticing there was something engraved on the inside.
9/10 BFF
It was the date we had met, September 10th. With a heavy heart, I offered him a small smile as a bittersweet feeling stirred in my chest.Our time was cut short. I placed the ring on my right index finger where it fit perfectly.
"Thank you, Ian. It's very sweet." Ian surprised me with another hug. I forgot how much of a hugger he was. His arms felt familiar, felt safe. I'd missed this too.
"I better go help your mom before she finishes," I said, pulling back from his hug. I heard him sigh slightly, but then he nodded.
"You better wash up first. Use the guest bathroom here." He pointed behind him to the bathroom. I stepped through, admiring the ocean themed bathroom. Over the toilet tank was a little woven basket with toiletries for women, pads and tampons, both. I found it sweet of Caterina to have a basket like this for her female guests. I was washing my hands with warm water when I started thinking of the date.Holy fuck, I'm late!The water continued to pour over my hands as I stood there frozen. I ran through the dates in my head again, but every time I did, I came up 5 days late now. How did I not notice?
Could I be pregnant?
Chapter 43
Olive's P.O.V.
I spent the rest of my time in Ian's house with the thought gnawing away at me. Is there a baby growing in me right now? Am I going to have a baby the same age as my soon to be brother?What should I do?
I had such a strong urge to run out of Ian's house, buy a test, and pee over the damn stick. I wanted to know right now, right this very second. Instead, I helped Caterina with dinner. I helped set the table up with Ian, and sat to eat with them, making small talk with Donald. It was a very pleasant evening. One I would have enjoyed a lot more if I wasn't worried about carrying another life in me. I found myself looking at my flat stomach with great curiosity.
"What's up with you?" Ian asked me as we were clearing the table.
"What do you mean?"
"You seemed distracted all throughout dinner." I currently hate how he can still pick up on my emotions so easily.
"I don't know what you mean." I shrugged my shoulders, meandering towards the kitchen.
"Come on, Red, talk to me. Number one best friend, remember?" He followed me into the kitchen with his own stack of dishes. I bit my lip as I contemplated telling him. It didn't feel right. This was something I wanted to share with Lucas before anyone else. Although, I guess I should see if there is anything to share before I send him a message.
"Thinking about my dad and his pregnant girlfriend. I'm going to have a baby brother." I gave him something plausible and true, even though it wasn't what was currently making me feel this way.
"I'm sorry, Red. I can't believe he's managed to convince someone to be with him again. I am sure it's a lot to think about. Don't worry, your little brother will have someone looking out for him…you. You didn't get that growing up, but he will. You're already making his life better." Ian's words hit me like a strong punch.
He's right. I didn't have anyone looking out for me once mom left. Ian took that role when we met, plus Joe apparently was, too, but I had no idea. I'm going to make sure my little brother never goes through the same darkness I did. I'll make sure dad doesn't hurt him the same way he hurt me. He’s going to have someone by his side, even if dad doesn't tell him who I am.
"Thank you, Ian," I whispered through the thick emotion in my throat.
"Any time, Red." He patted my head like I was a dog, so I playfully punched him in the side. He rubbed it, making an 'ow' face, but he was smiling.
I left Ian's house shortly after, racing to my car and the nearest store with a pregnancy test. I checked for Dad's pickup truck before I got out. There's no way I'm going to let him see what I'm buying right now. I raced inside, finding the aisle I needed and grabbing about three different early detection tests. My eyes caught sight of the self checkout counter, feeling the happiest I have ever been checking myself out. I double bagged it so it was hard to tell what I had bought.
I clutched onto the bag for dear life as I made my way to the car. My stomach was swirling with worry, making me nauseous again. I've been on birth control for a year now, and I'm always very diligent about taking it. The day after Lucas' accident, when I had stayed in the hospital, was the only time I had missed taking it. We didn't have sex for a week after, so I assumed I was fine.I'm an idiot.
