ROGUE

49 : Baby Girl

Your POV

I wasn't unconscious for a long time, because the moment I woke up, I was still in the same room with Jason and the doctor, who was now fretting at my sudden blackout.

Jason hovered over me, his eyes pooling with concern. "Baby, are you alright?"
His words sounded blurred, but I could just about make them out.

"Yeah." I pressed my hand against my forehead and winced, trying to make out that I wasn't feeling well and so that Jason wouldn't ask any questions. "The airs just a bit stuffy in here."

Jason narrowed his eyes at me, and then glanced at the doctor for a moment before looking back. "No it's not," he bickered, his tone still anxious. "It's actually kinda cold."

I shrugged and bit my lip, hoping he didn't notice my distress of seeing the room slowly come back into focus. "Must be me then." I sat up instantly and swung my legs over the side of the bed. My legs were shaky when I stood up, but I managed to hide my unstableness as I looked over at the concerned doctor. "Thanks for your time."

"Wait, Miss." The doctor looked overly concerned. "Are you sure you're alri-"

"I'm completely fine." I nodded, forcing a smile.

She hesitated, unsure of how to act "Do you want your baby photos?" She said eventually.
She held out a collection of x-ray pictures which I did not want to take home.

"Uh, sure." I visibly lied, and Jason cocked his eyebrow at me. "Jason, you can take them." I cringed at myself as I realised how unbelievable my smile was as the doctor pushed the photos into his hands, a look of suspicion plastered over both of their faces.

I spun on my heel and opened the door, quickly leaving before anyone could ask any questions.
My head spun and I felt dizzy.
There's a baby girl growing inside me.
I'm having a daughter.

How can any eighteen year old process that?
I'm gonna be fat for my nineteenth birthday.

I pressed my hand against my forehead as I marched down the hospital corridors, literally having no clue where I was going.
It wasn't long before someone grabbed my free hand, and spun me around.
"Something you wanna explain, Y/n?" Jason raised an eyebrow, his tone cocky and slightly irritated for no apparent reason.

"Nope." I replied instantly, leaning up against the corridor wall, which was covered in crinkled posters. "Why would you ask that?"

"Cause you literally just fainted, and then walked away like nothing happened." He leant his arm against the wall beside my head, desperately searching my eyes for any sort of explanation.

"Okay, cool." I nodded, shrugging. "Can I go home now?"

"Y/n, what the hell is wrong with you today?" He said quickly, his face crumpling in impatience and confusion. "You've been acting weird."

"I already told you," I sighed. "I don't feel well."

Jason shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Bullshit." He muttered under his breath, but loud enough for me to hear.

"Pardon?" I crossed my arms over my chest, raising my eyebrows at him.
I didn't want to pick a fight, but right now, my emotions were running wild and my head was everywhere.

"I said that's bullshit, Y/n." He said out loud, growing more and more impatient by the second. "If something's wrong, then you need to tell me. I deserve to know."