Making Babies #NewAdult

~Eight~

I ran from my bedroom to my living room with one of my shoe in hand and the other one on my foot, in order to answer my cellphone which I had left on the sofa while I was getting ready for the day.

"Hello?" I answered, placing the phone on my ear while I finished putting my shoes on.

"Are you ready?" Frederick asked over the phone.

I grabbed my purse from the table. "Yes, just about."

"Okay, I'm waiting for you downstairs then."

"Alright, I'll be down in just a second." I told him before ending the call.

It was a week after the awkward lunch with Karlie had gone down. Frederick had told me that he had made an appointment with a doctor to start the process. I was nervous; this was a completely uncharted territory for me. I had never gone through anything like that and the things I read online made me really anxious.

Could I really?

"It is perfectly normal that you might be anxious. This is why we are meeting up with the doctor tomorrow so that he can answer any questions we might have". He tried reassuring me the night before when, in my anxious state, made the decision to call him right before midnight. His voice sounded groggy, like he had just been woken up. I could have kicked myself in the back if the head.

"You're right. I'm sorry to have bothered you. I just got a little freaked and you said I could always reach out to you." I was a little embarrassed but I was glad he didn't make me feel any shittier.

"Don't worry, I'm here for you anyway I can." He replied and yawned. I smiled. Though I hadn't seen him for the past week, he had made sure to call me a couple of time to check on me. He told me that he didn't want us to be strangers. And because we were about embark on a very personal journey, we needed to know each other better and be comfortable around one another.

'Can you get off the phone now? It's midnight, babe. I have a fitting in six hours.' I heard from someone that could only be Karlie. That made me feel even worse. I didn't want to disturb any of them. So I quickly apologized. Frederick and I said our goodbyes and he told me he would see me the next day before I got off the phone. That had been the night before.

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Now that he was waiting for me downstairs, I grabbed a light jacket and walked out of the apartment, locking the door behind me before making my way down the stairs to Frederick who was waiting in a freaking Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren! I almost swallowed my tongue as I saw the vehicle parked with Frederick in the driver seat, but quickly tried to play cool. I was just freaking out on the inside.

HOLY MOTHER OF JESUS CHRIST THAT'S ALMIGHTY POWERFUL!

I had only seen this monster once or twice in my life and that was only in passing. A friend of my father drove one of those. The same friend who was fucking my mother behind my father's back. But that was a story for another time.

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The nerves came back the second we arrived at the private clinic. Not truly knowing all that it entailed, even after reading about it online, was what had me freaking out a little. Because baby or not, there were parts of me I didn't want to share or even discussed. And I knew it would most likely be mentioned, unless I made it clear that under no circumstances, would I want to talk about it.

I had the jitters.

"Please take a seat, the doctor will see you shortly." The Nurse told us as soon as we signed in. I exhaled loudly and a took a seat next to Frederick.