7 Chapter Six: Suspended

It's been three weeks since the fight, I'm currently suspended until further notice. And Melissa hasn't talked to me, she's mad because apparently, I have "Anger issues." Which is kind of true, but still. I've also been sick for a while. I'm going to the doctors today, it's probably just the flu, but I thought I'd go anyway. After getting ready, I take my motorcycle, Jake returned it after the fight, to the doctors office. I pull into the parking lot, and nervously walk inside. I walk up to the receptionist. "Hello, I have an appointment." She lets out a loud sigh, before putting down her phone. She looks up to me, clearly annoyed. "Name?" she asks.

"Andy," I say.

"Ok, sit over there, and fill these out," she says pointing at the waiting area. "The doctor will be right with you in a moment," I take the papers, and sit down. After filling them out, I wait for them to call my name. "Andy Adams," a women, I assume to be the doctor calls my name.

"That's me," I say, standing up, and following her into her office. I sit down, and look around nervously.

"So Andy, what brought you here today?" She asks in a sweet voice.

"We'll I haven't gotten my period, and I've been sick, for a few weeks" I say.

"Have you had a fever?" she asks, "Or any other symptoms?"

No, not really." I answer.

"Ok, are you sexually active?" she asks.

"Yes," I say, as she writes something down. I stare at her nervously.

"Ok, we're going to do a few tests," she says. I agree to do them, they take a pee sample, and order some blood work. "So well have the test results back by next week," she says, as I hand her the cup.

"Ok thank you." I ask, "But what exactly were the tests for?"

"We'll it could be a number of things, but the most likely answer, is that you're pregnant," she looks up at me, with slight concern in her eyes. I calmly leave the office, and the whole ride home. I try to convince myself, that there is no way, that I could possibly be pregnant, I mean I'm on the pill. As I pull in front of my house, I remembered, when I found the picture on Jake's phone. I was about to take my pill. Did I take them? I think I did, I know I was about to. "Fuck!" I scream kicking my bike, I can't remember if I took them or not. I walk inside, trying to calm myself down. I grab a drink, and sit on the couch. I debate on whether or not to try, and call Melissa. I sigh before impulsively hitting the call button. It rings. "This is Melissa, leave a message at the beep." her voice mail picks up, "Beep." I hang up, not bothering to leave a message.

The week before my results came back, was the longest week of my life. I wake up bright, and early, the morning of my results are supposed to come, if you can even call what I did as sleeping. I was up tossing, and turning, most of the night. I eat breakfast, and impatiently wait for the phone call. Hours go by, and no call. At around twelve, my phone finally rings. "It's ok Andy relax everything's going to be fine," I say, trying to convince myself, that everything will be fine. "Well here goes nothing." I take a deep breath, before answering. "Hello?" I say nervously.

"Hello, Andy?" She asks in a sweet voice.

"Yes, it's me."

"Your results came back today," her tone changes, "you're pregnant."

I try to respond, but nothing comes out. "Andy?" She asks, "Would you like to make an appointment?" I drop my phone to the ground, and the world goes silent. Hours, maybe even days pass, before I get up. I find my way onto my couch, and I call Melissa. It rings for a few moments, before she picks up. "Andy, I told you not to call me until you fixed your anger problems."

"I-I know, I'm sorry it's just," I can barley even form a sentence together, in between sobs.

"Andy? What's wrong??!" she asks, cut off guard, by me crying.

"Melissa I'm pregnant," I said crying harder.

"What?!" she asks, "Don't worry, calm down, I'm on my way!" She yells before hanging up, and bolting to her car. As I wait for her, I scroll through my contacts, I stop at Jake's. I hovered over the message button debating, on texting him. I click on it, and type out a message. "Hey, I know you're mad about Samantha and I'm not really sorry about the fight, even though she kind of deserved it-" I delete the message, and typed something more straight forward. "I just thought you should know that I'm pregnant with your child..." I gulp, before sending the message.

I sink farther, and farther into the couch, trying to hide from the world. I slowly fall asleep, Melissa's voice wakes me up. Andy!" I shot up, Melissa bangs on my front door, I rub my eyes, and sleepishly walk to the door. I open it, and I'm immediately met with a bear hug from Melissa. "I'm so sorry for ignoring you, Andy! I should've been here for you!" she says, still hugging me

"It's fine," I say, hugging her back. I let go, and she comes inside.

"It's not!" she says, "I shouldn't have ignored you, I just didn't want to mess things up with Chase-"

"How would, talking to me mess thing's up with Chase?" I asks confused.

"Samantha's his cousin..." she says, as there's another knock at the door.