Chapter 11

Ozzy

After Richelle does what she had to do the doctors took the cup and ran some tests. I put my hand on her knee and rubbed my thumb on it. She knows it's there but I don't think she can feel it right now.

The doctor we saw earlier came in and had two things in her hand. She had a prescription bottle and her clipboard.

"Ms. Nolet we have prescribed these tablets for your legs if you take one right now your legs should be fine in a matter of ten minutes. But I also have some news..." she said trailing off.

Huh? What news could she have? Richelle looks just as confused as I am.

"Ms. Nolet you're 2 weeks pregnant." She said.

What?!

Richelle

What? I-I can't be pregnant! What if Ozzy dumps me? W-what if it's Noah's? What if I become  a single mom? Should I make it go away? No! No I- I can't do that! Everyone deserves a chance to live and I'd regret it after it happened! I can't do this. Should I? Should I not? Should I give it up for adoption? Should I break up with Ozzy? No I can't break up with Ozzy! This c-can be a test to see if he really loves me! I just want to cry! No Richelle you can't cry! You don't cry! Your never cry! Why did this have isn't to happen to me?!

Ozzy

Richelle completely zoned out. I tell by the look on her face.

What's she thinking? I hope she isn't thinking about getting an abortion! She can't be.

I tap her on the shoulder and she flinches. I give her a sympathetic look at hand her the tablets.

"Also, since you have had alcohol... the baby might have complications..." she said.

Richelle shot her attention to the doctor. "W-what do you mean c-complications?" She asked.

"Well the baby could lack of melanin making him or her albino." She said.

Richelle nodded. Being albino isn't bad. It just means they'll look lighter.

Personally I think that it's adorable to have an albino baby.

I don't really knows about Richelle. "That's fine." She said. The doctor nodded and poured her a glass of water to drink with her tablets.

She drank them and we waited the 10 minutes and then we left. We walked back into the car and Richelle sighed. "What's wrong?" I asked her.

"Please don't break up with me." She pleaded which was barely audible but loud enough that I can hear.

"Richie why would I break up with you?" I asked her.

"Because of the baby. And I don't want to give it up for adoption or get an abortion because everyone deserves to iget a chance at life you know? And I just really don't think I can handle being a single mom after everything that's happened. I don't even know whose it is-..." she covered her mouth at the last part.

I furrow my eyebrows. What? Who did she sleep with?

"What...?" I ask.

"It's nothing." She sighed.

"No who did you sleep with?"

"It's not what you think. Remember when Noah did the- the thing?" She asked tearing up. I nod.

"Richie I'm so sorry for snapping at you." I tell her.

"No it's fine." She said blinking away her tears.

"Richelle no it's not. Why did you cry?" I ask.

"B-because you snapped at me." She did sniffling.

My face softened. "Richie I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you." I told her. She nodded and I pecked her lips 3 times before starting up the car.

I'm a dad! Or Noah's a dad...