she ; billiejoe armstrong

chapter three; stressed out

;iris carlile;

"hey iris?" billie asks from the stairs. "what's this." he was holding up the pregnancy test i took yesterdag.

"nothing, it came up negative." i mumble contuining to mop the floors.

"this clearly doesn't say negative." he says making his way down the stairs.

"what? let me see it." i say taking it from him.

sure enough it had a plus sign on it.

"oh my god. oh my god. oh my god. oh my god." i said it over and over again.

"but i checked it twice! what the fuck." i exclaim.

"calm down, iris. it's okay." he laughs.

"but this wasn't how it was supposed to happen. i was supposed to get married then have children." i say.

"We can still get married, it'll just be backwards." he says.

"boy would my parents be proud." i snort in laughter at myself.

my boyfriend is in a punk rock band, we met at woodstock, and i ran away with him only to get pregnant a year later at 19.

"speaking of my parents." i sigh. "my dad called me the other day."

"well did you answer him?" billie asks.

"yeah. i told him i was safe and that i was fine." i nod.

"and then i hung up because i didn't wanna talk to him."

"what an asshole move." he snorts.

"ha i am an asshole." i laugh flipping him off.

"don't you need to go to the doctors?" he asks.

"around 2-3 months." i reply going back to mopping.

"well how far along are you?" he asks.

"i dunno billie, like a month and a half?" i shrug.

"can i tell?" he raises an eyebrow.

"keep it on the low, i mean you do realize you have a fanbase right?" i say.

"oh yeah." he mumbles.

***

i write in the information they needed before signing my name.

i handed in the clipboard before sitting down again.

billie wasn't here, because went back on tour not even a week after i found out.

"so is this your first?" the lady beside me asks.

"uh. yeah." i nod.

"you'll do fine. it's not hard." she smiles. "this is my fifth."

"oh wow." i say nervously.

i do not want five children.

"iris carlile?" the nurse calls from the doorway.

"nice speaking with you." the lady says.

"as to you." i nod.

"my name is Rhia and i'll be your nurse for today." she smiles.

"hi." i say.

"so is it just you?" she asks.

"yeah, my boyfriend is on tour with his band." i answer.

"oh, well that's cool." she says.

"yeah." i nod.

"if you could lift you shirt up and unbutton your pants, i'm gonna see if i can find the heartbeat." she says.

after a couple of minutes, i heard a heart beat. it was a beautiful sound.

"that's your baby." she says as the little blob comes up on the screen.

"can i get pictures?" i ask.

"of course." she nods.

"you're actually 3 months pregnant. next month you could probably find out the gender."

"really?" i ask.

"most definately. your baby seems to be growing healthy and normally." she says.

after i get my pictures, i'm free to leave.

i look at the pictures as i walk down to my car.

the kid on this paper is actually mine.