Two
"You're pregnant," Dr. Aldridge announced with a warm smile. An old portly, man, he reminded Robyn of her grandfather. But the words he said were so alien to her that she felt like she didn't even know him.
"What?" She squeaked.
"You're pregnant," He said again, frowning a little. "I take it this wasn't a planned pregnancy..."
"N-no," Robyn replied, suddenly finding it hard to breathe. Pregnant! Please God, no!
"Let me get you a glass of water."
In a blur, she watched him get off of his stool, walk to the sink, turn on the faucet and fill a plastic cup with water. He walked back to her and handed her the cup. Her hands shook so bad that she was forced to hold the cup in two hands.
"I think this explains why your migraines have gotten so bad of late," He said, looking at her with concerned eyes. "Women who suffer from headaches and migraines sometimes get them even worse while pregnant. But it usually only lasts for the first trimester."
Trimester? Robyn thought, feeling more and more panicked. The cup of water popped out of her hand and she began to hyperventilate. How the hell could she'd be pregnant? They'd used protection every single time they'd make love. God, what was she going to tell her parents? And how the hell could she tell Devin? Could she even be a mother? Could she keep the baby?
She'd thought her nightmare was complete, waking with a heavy broken heart every day. This was the icing on the cake. As her mind frantically struggled to make sense of what had happened, the world went black around her.
"Are you okay?" Emerald asked, her eyes widening when Robyn slid into the booth across from her.
Robyn opened her mouth to speak but a raspy breath escaped instead. She settled for a nod and stared around the little diner. It was her and Emerald's favorite place to eat. The cheesesteak was her favorite while Emerald always ordered a double cheeseburger. Looking at the old fashioned red jukebox and neon sign above the gleaming red counter, Robyn didn't feel an ounce of comfort. If anything, the panic seemed to settle further down within her. The fact that she'd fainted, for the first time in her life, told her just how bad off she was.
Emerald pushed her short black bangs away from her face and leaned over the table. With her dark, chocolatey skin and almond shaped eyes, she reminded Robyn of an African goddess.
"Talk to me, girl," Emerald said, taking both of Robyn's hands in hers. "You look like you've seen a ghost. What happened at the doctor's?"
"I-I...I can't even say it," Robyn whispered, her breath hitching.
"Oh, honey...it can't be that bad," Emerald said, but she looked scared out of her mind. "Does he want to run some tests? Does he think its cancer?"
Emerald held her breath and Robyn shook her head, trying to talk some sense into herself before she scared her friend even more.
"He did a test," Robyn said, raising her voice a little. "A pregnancy test. And it was positive."
Emerald's glossy lips separated on a gasp. "You're pregnant?"
Robyn felt her eyes fill with tears and closed them, quickly swiping at the tears.
"Oh, honey, it's going to be okay." Emerald got up and came around the table to sit beside Robyn. She wrapped an arm around Robyn and leaned over until their heads were touching.
"I can't even believe..." Robyn sniffled. "I just can't believe this."
"I know it's overwhelming. But it's going to be alright. I promise."
"Emmy, please don't make promises to me right now. Nothing will be okay. I can't be a mother. I can't have a baby with Devin. You know how he's treated me, dumping me like I didn't mean anything to him. Almost twenty years of friendship didn't mean shit to him so how can I rely on him to be a father?"
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Emerald asked, her voice so low that if she hadn't been sitting right next to Robyn, Robyn doubted she would have heard her.
"I don't know what I'm saying," Robyn said, shaking her head. "I'm still trying to
"You're pregnant," Dr. Aldridge announced with a warm smile. An old portly, man, he reminded Robyn of her grandfather. But the words he said were so alien to her that she felt like she didn't even know him.
"What?" She squeaked.
"You're pregnant," He said again, frowning a little. "I take it this wasn't a planned pregnancy..."
"N-no," Robyn replied, suddenly finding it hard to breathe. Pregnant! Please God, no!
"Let me get you a glass of water."
In a blur, she watched him get off of his stool, walk to the sink, turn on the faucet and fill a plastic cup with water. He walked back to her and handed her the cup. Her hands shook so bad that she was forced to hold the cup in two hands.
"I think this explains why your migraines have gotten so bad of late," He said, looking at her with concerned eyes. "Women who suffer from headaches and migraines sometimes get them even worse while pregnant. But it usually only lasts for the first trimester."
Trimester? Robyn thought, feeling more and more panicked. The cup of water popped out of her hand and she began to hyperventilate. How the hell could she'd be pregnant? They'd used protection every single time they'd make love. God, what was she going to tell her parents? And how the hell could she tell Devin? Could she even be a mother? Could she keep the baby?
She'd thought her nightmare was complete, waking with a heavy broken heart every day. This was the icing on the cake. As her mind frantically struggled to make sense of what had happened, the world went black around her.
"Are you okay?" Emerald asked, her eyes widening when Robyn slid into the booth across from her.
Robyn opened her mouth to speak but a raspy breath escaped instead. She settled for a nod and stared around the little diner. It was her and Emerald's favorite place to eat. The cheesesteak was her favorite while Emerald always ordered a double cheeseburger. Looking at the old fashioned red jukebox and neon sign above the gleaming red counter, Robyn didn't feel an ounce of comfort. If anything, the panic seemed to settle further down within her. The fact that she'd fainted, for the first time in her life, told her just how bad off she was.
Emerald pushed her short black bangs away from her face and leaned over the table. With her dark, chocolatey skin and almond shaped eyes, she reminded Robyn of an African goddess.
"Talk to me, girl," Emerald said, taking both of Robyn's hands in hers. "You look like you've seen a ghost. What happened at the doctor's?"
"I-I...I can't even say it," Robyn whispered, her breath hitching.
"Oh, honey...it can't be that bad," Emerald said, but she looked scared out of her mind. "Does he want to run some tests? Does he think its cancer?"
Emerald held her breath and Robyn shook her head, trying to talk some sense into herself before she scared her friend even more.
"He did a test," Robyn said, raising her voice a little. "A pregnancy test. And it was positive."
Emerald's glossy lips separated on a gasp. "You're pregnant?"
Robyn felt her eyes fill with tears and closed them, quickly swiping at the tears.
"Oh, honey, it's going to be okay." Emerald got up and came around the table to sit beside Robyn. She wrapped an arm around Robyn and leaned over until their heads were touching.
"I can't even believe..." Robyn sniffled. "I just can't believe this."
"I know it's overwhelming. But it's going to be alright. I promise."
"Emmy, please don't make promises to me right now. Nothing will be okay. I can't be a mother. I can't have a baby with Devin. You know how he's treated me, dumping me like I didn't mean anything to him. Almost twenty years of friendship didn't mean shit to him so how can I rely on him to be a father?"
"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" Emerald asked, her voice so low that if she hadn't been sitting right next to Robyn, Robyn doubted she would have heard her.
"I don't know what I'm saying," Robyn said, shaking her head. "I'm still trying to
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