by Dyble, S R
Raising my eyebrows, I looked at him. “Him?”
It made him smirk. “I reckon there’s a good-looking guy brewing in there."
“And what if she’s a girl?” I eyed him.
“Then,” he sighed, “I’m gonna be a crazy motherfucker protecting her from douches like me."
I couldn’t help but laugh and it made him smile more.
After a moment of just looking at me, I tilted my head in question, wondering what he was thinking.
“I just hope your dad would be happy about us being together,” he said, looking at me.
“You’re assuming that we’re back together, I told you-”
“And I told you, let's stop pretending you’re not mine because it drives me crazy."
“You’re a possessive little shit, you know that?”
“Only with you, Blondie."
I stared at him and eventually looked away. “If he loved you back then, then I’m sure he would be delighted,” I said, referring to his earlier question.
“That night I picked you up off of the floor, I never thought I’d be sitting here with you now after everything that’s happened with you pregnant with my baby."
I nodded, I was a totally different girl to the one Kit picked up from the floor that night.
“I’ve wanted to tell you so bad about everything, it’s been literally killing me not being able to tell you, you know that right?”
Again, I nodded. I understood even though it still didn’t make things easier. It explained things for me but only time would heal the hurt Kit had caused.
“I still need to tell my grandparents,” I said before gulping the nerves lodged in my throat.
“I’ll take you there today and we can tell them together if you want?” he said.
“You’d want to do that?”
“We didn’t plan for this to happen but we’re not exactly kids, Eve. If you’re nervous about telling them, I’ll be there."
My chest fluttered just listening to him and without thinking I moved so that I could hug him. I placed my weight onto his body and wrapped my arms around his neck as Kit’s arms came around me. He laid down then with me on top of him and kissed the crevice of my neck.
We just laid in each other’s arms for what seemed like forever but after being apart from Kit, it was what was needed.
“Maybe I should be waiting for the twelve-week scan to tell them…” I said whilst Kit drove us to my grandparents’ house.
Kit glanced over at me and nodded. He’d been in a daydream until I spoke to him.
“If that’s what you wanna do, but won’t you find it hard keeping it from them until then, though?”
“Yeah, it’s the reason why I’ve been avoiding them. I haven’t seen them in two days because I’m afraid of how they’ll look at me once they find out. I don’t really know how I should approach this, it’s not something I have knowledge in."
“Eves, you’re twenty-one, you’re hardly a teenage pregnancy. However they react we’ll deal with it, but you have nothing to be ashamed about. We made love and we made a baby, it happens every day even if we didn’t plan for it to happen."
Hearing Kit say that we’d made love, sent a tingle over my body and even if I wasn’t a teenager, I sure felt like one when he made me feel like that.
Truth was, our relationship made me feel like a giddy teenager all the time, and maybe that’s why I was so afraid of telling my grandparents. I hadn’t had a real boyfriend before so I’d skipped the whole first romance and actually feeling like a teenager.
“How are you so calm about this? You literally only found out today."
Kit snorted. “Trust me, it’s a fucking mess in my head...” He rubbed his head like he could feel the tension there.
“It’s hit me like a ton of bricks but I told you, I’m not leaving you alone.
You’re mine and so is our baby, there's not much else I can do apart from accept this and move on so we can be together and prepare for it."
I nodded and stared at him some more. I was even shocked at how fast I’d been able to process the information but Kit was right, what else was there to do?
“I’ve been thinking, we only had unprotected sex one time?”
I nodded again and tried to focus on something other than the pending visit with my grandparents.
Grinning, Kit shook his head in disbelief.
“What?”
“I hate to brag, but my swimmers must be pretty good if we conceived after just one time."
I rolled my eyes and smirked at his cocky face.
I was still terrified, knowing my grandparents’ house was just around the corner.
“It’s a common thing to get pregnant after just one time, Kit. Although some people do try for years and are unsuccessful..."
Kit eyed me. “Don’t ruin this for me, Blondie. We’re the perfect mated couple,” he winked at me and I couldn’t help but laugh. It soon disappeared though as my grandparents’ house came into sight.
I suddenly felt sick to my stomach and was glued to the chair, I gripped onto the sides as I stared at the house.
“Eve, it’s gonna be fine, sweetheart,” Kit said, full of reassurance. All I had to do was look at him and see his gentle smile to build up the courage to do this. When he came around the car and linked his hand in mine, I knew that he wasn’t one bit ashamed of what we’d done. He led me first into the house and waited for me to slip my shoes off before moving aside for me to head into the living room.
The first person I saw sitting in his usual chair, was my grandad and as he eyed Kit, he smiled and looked at my grandma with a knowing look.
“Hey,” I said as I walked in further.
“Sir.” Kit smiled and moved forward to shake my grandad’s hand. It was a casual interaction and didn’t feel awkward at all as my grandad greeted Kit and stood up to place his other hand on his shoulder to say hello.
Kit then went to my grandma who had got up to say hello and he kissed her cheek before moving back to my side and taking a seat.
I gulped so loudly I looked at each of them to see if they’d noticed and as both of them eyed the pair of us, I felt the familiar rising of vomit in my throat and I prayed to God that I could hold it down so I could at least tell them.
“So, you’re both back on, I see?” my grandad asked casually, with a smile on his face.
Kit smiled and placed his arm around my back before pulling me in closer and nodding at my grandad.
“You look like you have something to say?” my grandma piped up and I gave her a weak smile, nodding.
It was taking me a while to say what needed to be said and it wasn’t because of the nerves but the fact that I was about to be sick.
I gulped again and held my throat, hoping it was nothing but Kit saw me doing it and turned slightly to see if I was okay.
“Eve, you need to-”
I got up before Kit could even finish his sentence and ran to the downstairs toilet that was located beside the kitchen.
After closing the door, I fell to the floor and brought up what must have been the full sandwich Kit had made me eat earlier.
When the door opened, I wanted to beg whoever it was to leave but the door quickly shut and Kit had managed to fit himself into the small space with me and he brought all of my hair away from my face like he had earlier.
“It’s okay,” he said, rubbing my back.
“Just breath, Eves,” he said once the sickness had stopped and I sat for a short while and wiped my face with some toilet roll before I looked at him and slumped my head against his chest.
Kissing my forehead, he held me there and continued to rub my back as we sat in silence.
“You don’t have to do this today, Eves,” he said quietly and I nodded, knowing full well that I had to.
We both got up together and he stood back the best he could in the small space as I rinsed my mouth with water and spat it into the toilet.
Then, taking my hand Kit le
d me back to the living room where we both sat back down.
“Are you okay? Do you need me to get you something?” my grandma asked.
I shook my head and smiled. “I just need to tell you something."
“I think we already know what you’re about to say, Eves,” my grandad said and I dared to look at him to try and work out what he was thinking. He didn’t look negative at all, and it made me wonder if he knew at all what I was about to say.
“Do we?” my grandma asked from across the room.
“Are you talking about what the doctor said?” she then asked, acting still completely oblivious.
“Come on, Love, catch up,” my grandad said to her. “She’s been sick like a dog for about a week or two now…”
I sat in silence as I looked at my grandad he asked, “How far on are you?”
“What?!” My grandma looked from me back to my grandad and then back at me.
“You’re pregnant?” Finally, it hit my grandma and I nodded, feeling Kit’s hand on my leg.
“About eight weeks.” Kit answered my grandad's question.
“I assume you being here means you’re prepared to be there for Eve and the… baby?” my grandad asked him and Kit nodded quickly.
“There’s nowhere else I’d be, Sir."
My grandad nodded respectfully and looked back to my grandma who was still staring at me, with a bewildered look on her face.
Then she shook her head and I didn’t know what she was thinking.
“I suppose I still see you as that teenager, I forget that you’re a woman now,” she said.
I nodded, knowing full well what she meant. Until recently, I still saw myself as that weak teenager but I wasn’t that person anymore.
“Have you discussed your options?” she then asked, looking at both me and Kit.
“We didn’t plan for this to happen but I’m keeping the baby, I’m going to make it work,” I said confidently.
“We’re going to make it work.” Kit corrected me and I smiled without looking at him.
It made my grandma smile too, even if she did still look a little worried over what we’d told her.
“It’s good to know you’re standing by her, despite not meaning for this to happen,” my grandad said to Kit then.
“You haven’t been seeing each other for long,” he added and Kit nodded.
“No, I know that. It wouldn’t matter how long we’d been together, I’m with Eve no matter what. She knows that."
He looked at me and it made me blush, therefore I had to look down so that it couldn’t be seen but I felt Kit’s grip tightening around my back as he saw my shyness.
“There’s still a lot to work out, I’m only eight weeks. Kit only found out today and me only a day earlier, but I need to have my twelve-week scan first."
I hadn’t told Kit that I’d only known a day and I saw him looking at me as I finished speaking to my grandparents.
Both of them nodded and wished us all the best and then suddenly I wasn’t so nervous anymore.
The next three weeks consisted of three of the most unlikely men constantly trying to touch my stomach. Despite telling Kit's brothers that they wouldn't be able to feel anything for a long time, they still gave my stomach a gentle stroke each time and said things like, “Hello in there, buddy."
After a week, I realised they were purely doing it to piss Kit off because he would stare them out until they backed off, finding it humorous each time they did. I then had to listen to them as they asked me questions regarding pregnancy like I was a Sex-Ed textbook, I wasn't sure how to tell them that I, in fact, knew as little about pregnancy as they did.
"They're only touching my stomach, Kit," I told him after his brothers had left us alone in the living room. I’d been at Kit's house pretty much every day and every day he'd had great things planned for us like we had only just started dating. It was an odd concept and although I loved it, I had wondered why Kit felt the need to treat me so much.
"I don't like them touching you, given half the chance they'd all love to fuck you."
My eyes widened as I stared at Kit who was still staring at the TV and drinking his drink casually. "They're your brothers, Kit. I'm kind of pregnant too..."
"And that's why they would never dream of trying it on with you. Our bond is too strong for shit like that. Still doesn't mean they wouldn't be all over you if you weren't mine."
I shook my head in disbelief and as I looked away from him, he took my hand and brought it to his face, saying, "Hey."
"You're beautiful," He said once he got my attention, then after kissing my hand he kept it in his and lowered it to his leg before focusing back on the TV.
Once he wasn't looking, I smiled and appreciated how perfect he looked just watching TV.
We'd been attending college as normal but we agreed to not tell anyone about my pregnancy until I was ready, plus, it was none of their business.
I constantly had to remind Kit how I was okay because he'd followed me around like a little puppy, careful not to leave me alone for too long. Don't get me wrong, I loved having him around but it was purely because Kit thought I wasn't safe and he had to let his guard down eventually. Otherwise I could see myself wrapped in bubble wrap before I reached week forty of my pregnancy…
* * *
That weekend we were on our way to the cinema to watch a movie, but I had no idea what we were going to see because Kit was weirdly keeping it a secret.
I followed behind Kit as he led us through the cinema doors with the two huge boxes of popcorn that we’d purchased moments earlier and as I snacked on mine, Kit led me to the front of the screen where there was a long row of bed-style seats. I took a second to look around the cinema room, I’d never seen a cinema room completely empty before.
“You lying down?” Kit asked from where he’d positioned himself on the bed-style seat.
I nodded and thought about how I’d approach said bed-style sofa. I could see myself going head first and popping the bean bags with a ton of popcorn surrounding my head…
Thankfully, Kit took my popcorn which meant I could get myself positioned without any fatalities.
For a while we just relaxed, and we chatted casually as we waited for the movie to start. It felt like we were there forever and I didn’t realise how early we must have been because we were still the only watchers in the room despite being there at least fifteen minutes.
“So, you gonna tell me what we’re about to watch or not?”
“Maybe,” Kit said and I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Okay, okay. We’re watching the new Fifty Shades of Grey."
He had to be shitting me, Fifty Shades of Grey wasn’t even viewing anymore. It came out in February and we were in September…
“You said you wanted to see it…” Kit answered before shovelling more popcorn into his mouth.
“You’re taking the piss, we’re not here to watch Fifty Shades of Grey. Besides, you said you would never go to the cinema to watch a film like that so I know you’re taking the piss."
Kit laughed because he knew I was right.
“I don’t get it; you guys are happy watching porn but you’re against going to see a romance that has sex in it?”
“When we watch porn, we don’t sit in a room full of other guys feeling awkward about watching it together whilst their partner gets wet over watching Mr Grey on the screen."
I couldn’t help but snort and I loved how it made him smile, he looked at me as if I were pure gold and it made me feel amazing.
“Seriously though, where is everyone?” I said, looking around the room.
When the lights started dimming and the first ads started rolling on the screen, I looked around the room wondering what the hell was going on. We couldn’t have been the only two people coming to see the movie.
“Kit, I think they’ve sent people to the wrong cinema room…” I said as I glanced around again.
When I finally looked at Kit, he was sittin
g back casually and eating his popcorn with a knowing smile on his face. Then he placed his popcorn down and looked at me.
“What have you done?” I asked, knowing full well what his face entailed.
“Nothing,” he said casually like he hadn’t hired the full cinema room just for the two of us.
As I stared at him, he propped himself up more and pulled me over him so I was straddling him.
“Kit,” I said, looking around the room but it was still empty and no-one was here to see us.
“You know when you go to the cinema and you can’t make-out without everyone seeing it?”
No, no I didn’t.
“I’m lacking in that area…."
Kit eyed me in disbelief and then shook it off.
“Well, we don’t have to worry about that, Blondie,” he smiled before bringing my face to his.
After I kissed him, I smiled against his lips and stared into his eyes.
“You have far too much money, you know that?”
It must have cost an absolute fortune to hire out the full cinema room.
“Yeah? I dunno if you know this, but I have this great job protecting gals from maniacs."
I eyed him then and rose my eyebrows at his statement.
“Although, as of late that occupation has been put on hold because I fell in love with one of them,” he added.
“Is that so?” I played along and hummed at the sensation Kit was causing with his palm against my cheek where he stroked it with his thumb.
Nodding, he gently brought my face closer once again to kiss me and I lifted my hands to his shoulders as he wrapped his arms around me.
With the blaring advertisements still being played behind me, we stayed like that for a while just making out and I didn’t care that someone could indeed walk in on us. I didn’t even care that I could potentially miss the first part of the movie because being wrapped up with Kit was the best thing I could have been doing.
“I love you,” I said and smiled once our lips parted.
Eventually, the screen showed signs of playing the movie and I shifted off of Kit so I could look at the screen.