Whose Fault? (Editing)

Chapter Twenty

As I walked out of the building and settled into the passenger seat of Max's car, I couldn't help but stare at the image created from the ultrasound. That's a baby. My baby. They're real. And they're all mine.

By the time we got home, I was about to explode. The second Max stopped the car, I rushed to unlock the door and make my way to the bathroom upstairs. When I finished my business, I made my way into the living room where Max was, "thank you for staying with me."

"It's no big deal, Wren. I'll always be here for you."

It was quiet for a few minutes before I spoke again, "I'm hungry." Again he laughed at me, so I scolded him, "don't laugh!" I was completely flustered at the situation, but I chose not to voice it as I got up and made my way to the kitchen. I really wanted ramen, so I looked through the closet until I found some. Even though he made me mad, I still found myself asking Max, "want ramen?"

"Yeah! Thanks Wren!" He said as he scrolled through Netflix looking for something to watch.

"Oh! Beauty and the Beast? PLEASE?!" I begged Max. He only sighed and clicked on it as an answer. It was my favorite of the live action Disney movies so far. Even though you could tell Emma Watson's singing voice was SO autotuned and edited, I still enjoyed it a lot more than the others that had come out already. Besides the new song editions to this version made it beyond worth it.

After finishing making the ramen, I joined Max on the couch and wrapped myself up in my blanket as best as possible while eating. It had become like a "safe space" thing for me.

As we watched, I found myself tearing up towards the end of the movie "Are you really crying right now?" He chuckled, "you know what happens!"

"So what? It's still sad! And I love this song!"

He shook his head as he spoke again, "whatever you say, Wren. Whatever you say."

I watched the rest of the movie with tears flowing down my face and eating ramen. My thoughts turned sour and I started to worry again.

What if Xavier knew already? If he was still watching me? He probably knows.

Would he tell everyone?

Not that it mattered. I was either going to take time off from school or take whatever courses I could online next semester. So it wasn't like I was going to see anyone.

If he knew and told people, everything would be worse!

Stop thinking.

But that's the thing... I never could.

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Morning sickness sucked. It would occur at any random point throughout the day. And made life, especially at work, much more difficult.

I was currently running around super busy trying to keep customers happy, so I could get good tips. I had been extremely nauseous throughout most of the day. I figured out about an hour ago that I could barely stand to go near the kitchen or serve a plate that had our green beans on it because the buttery scent of it was the only thing I smelled when I did and immediately the urge to vomit took over. I didn't know how my coworkers hadn't caught me yet; I'd been in the restroom at least ten times within the past four hours of being there. Which was not normal for me, obviously.

Somehow I'd been making it through without asking someone to take food to a table since I almost couldn't stomach it long enough. I didn't know how I was doing it, but I was making it work.

After a couple more hours of working, I made my way to a table I had been sat. I introduced myself with my head down. Was it rude? Maybe... but I was putting a checkbook and pen back in my apron. When I looked up, I stopped in the middle of my sentence and immediately regretted my decision of looking up.