Molten Chocolate - S01 E55

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Molten Chocolate - S01 E55

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 55

Evan's POV

"Preg... pregnant?" I stuttered, taking the box of tissues on my desk and attempting to clean myself up.

"Yes."

"How? We've been very careful. You told me you were on the pill, and I still used protection with you most of the time."

"I know that Evan. But accidents do happen."

Lord, give me strength.

"You're mad, aren't you?" She looked like she was about to tear up.

"No. I just wasn't expecting this. Have you taken a pregnancy test? Have you been to the doctor?"

"No and no. I've just been throwing up a lot this morning and not feeling like myself."

"Okay. Lets go." I took my jacket off the back of the chair, took my car keys and guided her out the office.

I decided to bring her to Dr. Matador. He was an excellent OBGYN and didn't leak any information to the press for a quick buck. My parents trusted him and so did I.

"Hello, Mr. Hollen. What can I do for you today?" he asked as I came through the door. He was talking to the nurse, and I was sure he was flirting with her too.

Not my business.

"This is my girlfriend, and she thinks she might be pregnant. We need to make sure of that," I explained.

"Certainly," he replied and ushered us into a private room.

"Now Miss Goode, this is call an Advance Ultrasound Demo-- A.U.D, for short. Even if you're one day pregnant, we'll be able to see the baby on the monitor,." He instructed her to lay down and lift her shirt up.

My head was spinning and my brain was bouncing off its walls. Truth be told, I didn't want her to be pregnant as well. I couldn't handle having two kids with different women at such a young age in my life. Mom would kill me, and Dad would be ashamed and disappointed in his eldest son. EJ wouldn't do something so dumb, and he was the youngest.

I raked my fingers through my hair and prayed for her to not be pregnant.

A picture came up on the monitor across the room and my heart started racing.

"Hmm. Yeah," the doctor said.

"Yeah what?" I asked.

"Miss Goode, I'm sorry, but you're not pregnant. There isn't the smallest sign of a baby in your uterus." He wiped the gel off her stomach.

"Oh thank God," I said to myself, but I said that a bit too loud.

She heard me and tears came into her eyes.

"I'll give you two a moment," the doctor said and excused himself from the room.

"Maybe you ate something that upset your stomach," I said.

She wiped away the tears and stood up. "Can we just go?"

Without waiting or looking back at me, she left the room.

I followed behind her at a distance.

Thank you, Jesus.

"You're happy, aren't you?" she asked while we were in the car heading back home.

"Why you say that?"

"Because you seemed so relieved when you heard that there was no baby, like it had been a weight on your chest since I told you that I might be pregnant. I'm sure you weren't mad when you found out Jasmine was pregnant."

Here we go again!

"Is that what this is about? You trying to get pregnant because Jasmine is pregnant? Is your ass even on the pill, or have you been lying to me about that?"

"Of course I'm on the pills, but I could of forgotten to--"

I didn't let her finish. "Don't even try that bullshit, Aria! Don't you dare try to trap me into getting you pregnant! You knew, definitely, that you weren't taking the pills; that's why you didn't even bother to get a pregnancy test!"

"Evan--"

"Don't 'Evan' me. Just don't! You've crossed the line by doing something so dumb. How am I supposed to be comfortable having sex with you again?"

I was furious and I took my rage out on the accelerator. It usually took half an hour to get from the OBGYN to the mansion, but I arrived in fifteen-- half the time.

Mom was over. She was sitting with Jasmine and Zenia in the living room, looking through a magazine while they talked and laughed.

"Hi baby," Mom said and came over and hugged me.

I gave a weak hug in response and went upstairs without another word.

Aria followed behind.

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Jasmine's POV

Emma was absolutely the best-- my second mom. She, Zenia and I were spending the afternoon together, thinking about baby names and wondering what he was going to look like.

"He'll have Evan's eyes. My gosh, he'll be a heart breaker if he takes his father's eyes," Emma joked.

"He'll have Jasmine's crazy hair," Zenia said as she pet the hair on my head.

We heard the door opened and shut, and Evan and Aria strolled in. He had a frown on his face and his eyes were dark as the night.

Are they fighting? I asked myself.

Emma got up and greeted him, as always, but he returned a poor hug to her and departed without another word. Aria followed him and, by the way she was walking after him, she seemed uncomfortable .

"What's wrong with him?" I asked Emma. She always had all the answers.

"He's upset. They must've had a fight."

"About what?"

She didn't have the answer to that one.

"I have no idea."

"Trouble in paradise," Zenia said, and we continued flipping through the magazines until we heard yelling upstairs and something smashing.

"Stay here," Emma said and made a beeline for the stairs. "Evan! Evan!" Her voice echoed throughout the house as she climbed the staircase faster and faster.

I stood up and went to the bottom of the staircase with Zenia behind me.

"What's going on up there?" she asked, curiosity burning in her eyes.

"Lets not invade their space. Aria must be acting crazy again."

"You think these things don't cost money? It's worth more than one of your concerts!" Evan yelled.

"Oh, break up with her. Please break up with her," Zenia said to no one and jumped up and down like a child behind me.

I laughed. Oh, how I would love it if he broke up with her.

The yelling stopped.

Emma must have put an end to it when she went into the room.

Zenia and I went back to the living room and watched television.

After another fifteen minutes, Aria ran pass us, crying bitterly.

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