Back To You //Sequel to Bad Influence

Ch. 17

"So, what do you want to do Jules?" I ask her while placing my arm around her shoulders. "I don't want to get an abortion, but....I don't think I can tell Jonah. He is going to hate me" she sighs. I wish I had some sort of advise but, she is the one that is supposed to know what to say. She is a phyciatrist for goodness sake, I don't know what I'm doing! "Jonah will not hate you, and if he does I will gladly slam him into a wall for you" I laugh, she smiles in return. Finally, a smile. But fr if Jonah hates her he will be living in a world of pain. It takes two to tango, this was a joined effort so if he blames her for this I will...Well I don't know what I would do, but I would try my best to help. "So, let's just say that Jonah is put of the equation. What do you want to do. This is your body, your life, and your choice" I remind her, regardless of Jonah's opinion it's her body so it's her choice to do whatever she feels is the best option for her. Of course she can't force Jonah to be a father, or even be supportive whatsoever but he has no control of what decision is best for her. "Well, if Jonah had no influence... I would keep it and become a mother" she states, her breathing increases and she starts shaking a little bit. "Anna...." She says calmly, continuing to breathe fast. "I-im going to be a mother in 8 months" she says calmly staring at the floor. She then looks up at me and smiles, tears slowly streaming down her face "Anna, I'm gou my to be a mom!" She laughs, she hugs me tight and starts to laugh. "Your going to be an amazing mom Julia, there is not a doubt in my mind" I reply hugging her back. One of my best friends is going to be a mother! The only problem is...how is all of this going to play out?

"So, are you going to tell him?" I ask, letting her out of my grip. "When the time is right, I will tell him" she smiles back. "Good luck hun" I say in return.

《5 days later:One week before tour》

(Julia's P.O.V.)

I head to work to the mental hospital. Soon my business skirts and blazers won't fit anymore. You can barely see the bump but...Well it's there. I have indeed been visited by the wonderful sensation known as morning sickness. Ah pregnancy, what a gift.

I just got done with my last patient who definitely doesn't need to go to a psychiatrist, I mean really! Spending money and wasting my time because you had a midly weird dream that wasn't even reoccurring! Ugh, well I mean at least I got that shmoney tho.

My next patient is...Will Wilson?? Whoever named him must seriously dislike children because that is just evil. Now that name alone is a reason to go to therapy...

*knock**knock**knock*

"Come in, it's open" I yell while finishing up an email on my computer. "So Will, what has brought you in today?" I ask while still typing. "Well you see there's this girl that stopped talking to me, but the only problem is that I am in love with her." My patient says. That...that voice. I look up from my computer to see Jonah with a bouquet of pink roses, my favorite. "Jonah?" I ask as I squint my eyes at him. "No, it's Will Wilson actually so do you think you can help me Doc?" Jonah laughs. "Well Mr. Wilson, tell me what happened" I laugh back. "Well, I finally went out on a date with this absolutely stunning girl that I have been wanting to take out for a while. Turns out she is even better than I expected" he smiles at me, wow I'm better because I slept with him? How chivalrous Marais. "What do you mean by better than expected Mr. Wilson?" I ask sincerely. "I mean that her personality is even better than I had hoped, her laugh is more adorable than I could've ever dreamed. Her eyes sparkle like the stars in the sky. Her hair is soft as silk. I mean do I need to explain more?" He says laying down on the couch in from of my desk. He stares at the ceiling. "So explain to me what you think happened after this magical date of yours?" I ask him while taking out a pad of paper and a pen. I write four words on it in all caps while he explains why he thinks we stopped talking. Most of it is sarcasm and jokes so I wait until he's done. "And you say that you love her, why is that?" I ask him sincerely. "I never said that" he states, um I disagree. "Yes you did, when you walked in here." I reply, finishing what I'm writing. "No I said that I am in love with her. Loving someone isn't half of what I feel for her." He says smiling at me. "Well she is one lucky girl I presume." I laugh setti my down the paper and pen. "So why do you think she stopped talking to me Doctor?" He asks me, still playing his character. "I don't think anything, I know. But the question is. Are you ready to know?" I ask him sincerely. "Of course I'm ready, I would do anything to talk to her again" he answers. Okay, you got this Julia. "As your psychiatrist I highly reccomend you to sit down when you read this." I warn, with a slight hint of nervousness. I pass him the folded note I had been writing and he sits down looking at me like I am crazy. He looks down and unfolds the note:

I'm pregnant

It's yours