~~~ Your My Colors ~~~ Laughing Jack x (OC) Reader (Under editing currently!!)

~Chapter 18~

3 weeks later (March)....
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Me and Jack were happy together. We loved each other. And I couldn't deny my feelings for him anymore. He also loved my little sister and helped me out with her. But after three weeks, I felt......different. I craved sweet things I wouldn't normally eat (minus Lollipops of course, since I will always eat them as they are my favorite snack and are just my favorite in general), and I was throwing up all the time in the mornings and afternoons now. And I had no idea why.

5 mins later~~

I ran to the bathroom, feeling the vomit rising in my throat and luckily, I made it just in time too. After puking for two minutes straight, I flushed the toilet and left the bathroom and sat on the bed. Jack came in, worried about me. "Are you feeling okay?" He asked, sitting next to me and pulled me into a hug. I was startled by the hug, but I quickly eased into it. "Y-Yeah......." I replied as I wrapped my arms around him. "I've just been feeling sick the past three weeks, and craving sweet things I wouldn't have usually." He looked at me, and I could see the worry in his eyes. "I'm just worried about you lollipop......." He gently leaned against me, before pulling me into another hug. "Jackie.........." I returned the hug as I sighed. "I'm fine. I-I'm sure it's nothing." I gently pulled away from him and gave a reassuring smile. "M-Maybe it's just a small bug or a cold I got from someone at school or work. Or maybe its just the flu. March and February are cold months after all." He nodded, and hugged me again. "I know........." He replied softly. "I just worry about your health a lot. You know......because of what happened in the past." I giggled and hugged him back. "Yeah, I know you do." He gave my shoulder a playful punch, and I laughed. "And for good reason too!" When I was little, he always knew how to make me smile even if I was sick or just feeling down. And I loved that about him. He was such a loving guy once you got to know him. "Maybe I can get checked out just to be safe." "That wouldn't be so bad." Jack agreed. "Just.......please be careful." "I know. I will be, I promise." I giggled before I gave him another hug. I got off my bed, and changed to a long sleeve gray and white colored V-neck sweater, long blue comfortable pants and black boots. Before I left, Jack pulled me in and gave me a gentle kiss. "I love you." I giggled and nuzzled him. "I love you too goofball." He gave a smile in response. Once I backed away, I turned around and left before closing my front door gently. I walked slowly and calmly. As I walked to the office, I pondered to what was going on. But I knew one thing. Only the doctor can tell me what's going on with me. After about fifteen minutes, the clinic came into my view. I smiled gently before I walked a little faster towards the entrance. Once I entered, I walked up to the desk and signed in, before sitting down in a chair in the lobby as I waited patiently.

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20 mins later...

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I sat waiting in the lobby before I was called. "Ms. Thorn! The doctor will see you now!" I slowly got up from my seat, and headed down the hall after I thanked the nurse. I finally found the room, which was 305, and opened the door. I walked in and sat down as I waited. It was only five minutes until the doctor showed up. "Good afternoon Amy! I'm Doctor Cassidy." She said, smiling. "Nice to meet you!" I replied, and we shook hands before she sat down. "So, what brings you here?" She asked, sitting in front of me. I looked down, then back up at her before speaking. "I've been having......weird symptoms lately." She looked at me, before taking out a notepad and pen. "Okay." she replied, looking at me. "Can you explain what you've been feeling?" I nodded. "I've been craving things I wouldn't normally eat, mostly sweet things." I explained, and I saw she was writing it down. "Go on." "I also have been throwing up every morning and afternoon for the past three weeks non-stop, and I have started to feel.........different." She wrote down what I was saying before I heard her stop. "Anything else?" She asked, looking at me. I sighed. "Yes." I replied, playing with my hands. "My mood has been all over the place." She nodded and quickly wrote it down. She then looked over everything I told her that she had written, before looking up at me. "I think I know what the problem may be." she said, looking directly at me. Her expression was serious. The next thing she said, made my heart drop. "When was the last time you had your period?" I felt my heart sink. "I was supposed to get it three weeks ago........" I responded quietly. She nodded, and quickly jotted that down. Then she looked up at me once again. "Have you had sex recently?" She asked. My heart sank. I had with Jack three weeks ago twice. Once for my first time, and the second time was five days after our first time together. "Y-Yes......" I muttered. "Twice." She nodded before she rose up from her seat and moved to her desk. I watched her as she took out an empty syringe. "Before I can conclude my suspicions, I need to take your blood to run some tests." She said, before moving over to me again. I nodded and held out my right arm. She sanitized the area in the middle, and stuck the needle in the vein. I watched her, feeling a slight pinch. I flinched slightly. I didn't like needles that much. When she was done, she removed it and placed a band-aid on the small mark. Not even a minute later, a nurse came in and took the syringe. "Please run some tests." The doctor asked the nurse. "Yes, right away doctor." The nurse nodded before leaving. She then turned back to me. "We will have the results shortly. It shouldn't take long." I was so scared to see what the results were. What she asked next, however, made my heart stop for a second. "Have you ever considered you might be pregnant?" I froze for a few minutes. "I........I was told I couldn't have children six years ago." I responded quietly, and I felt tears start to form. I found out that six years ago, I was unable to have kids of my own due to a problem with my ovaries. Before she could respond, the nurse came back with the results and handed them to the doctor. The doctor quietly talked to the nurse outside, but I could hear them very clearly even in the room. This caused me to shuffle nervously as I kept silent, and listened quietly.