Sure Feels Right

Usually I'm asleep when Rob leaves for practice on days I don't have morning class, but my cramps woke me up before he had to get ready. Trying not to wake anyone up, I padded out into the kitchen to make tea and take some advil.
The two Penguins were awake or awake enough to make it to practice alive.
"I'll see you later, Scar," Rob lazily kissed my forehead before grabbing a banana.
"I have class noon to four and I work five to closing."
"I'll drop by your house after I get back from practice. I love you."
"Love you too."
"Thanks Scar, but I have a girlfriend," Beau laughed.
"Piss off Bennett." I rolled my eyes. He would.
I had assumed Drew was still asleep, so I made myself a bowl of cereal and kept quiet until I heard her footsteps going to the bathroom. Next thing I knew, I could hear her throw up.
"Poor thing," I quietly said to myself as I filled a glass of water for her and waited outside the bathroom.
She opened the door and looked surprised. I held out the glass of water and asked, "How far along are you?"
Drew took the water and gulped it down, "Around six weeks."
"Come on, let's go talk about it," I nodded towards the kitchen. I refilled her water before hopping on the counterspace across from where she was sitting.
"Does he know?"
"No. I don't know how to tell him. He's barely 24, he doesn't want a kid," she was visibly upset, but who wouldn't be?
"Beau loves you, he really does. He wouldn't mind a child, but that would mean you would have to leave your job in California to come work here, if you could work.. And he doesn't want to make you do that. He really just wants you to be happy."
"What if I want to be with him, here?"
"Then you tell him that you're willing to move to be with him. Love is all about sacrifices. Just tell him, I'm sure he'll be excited. Scared, but excited. He's really calmed down since I've known him. I think he really wants to be with you."
She stared at the floor, unsure what to think. I wished I could stay with her longer, but I needed to get home before class.
"How did you know?"
"Robert told me about that one night. You don't seem like the kind of girl that would turn down a good time. I actually have to head home, will you be okay until Beau gets back?" She nodded, but I wasn't thoroughly convinced, "Well, my number is written on a sticky note in the junk drawer if you need anything."
I drove home thinking of everything that was happening lately. I constantly had doubts about my relationship, but at the end of the day we love each other and that's all that really mattered, right?
I stepped inside my house. It was weird being here alone, it used to happen all the time. Now, Robert is usually with me. I shot him a text, hoping he would see it soon.
<< So uhh.. Drop Beau off and get over here.
>> What's wrong?!
<< Just to it. Bring chocolate too.
Twenty minutes later, he showed up with a big bag of Hershey hugs and a coffee.
"Beau wanted coffee."
"Beau's gonna need a spiked coffee here soon," I mumbled.
"What?"
"So after you two left, I was drinking my tea and Drew got up.. And lost the contents of her stomach."
"Drew is pregnant?" I nodded. I don't know if that's what she wanted, but I couldn't keep it a secret, "How far along is she?"
"Six weeks? I don't know," I sat down on the couch and folded over,grabbing my ankles.
"What is he going to do?"
My phone started ringing while Robert went on about Beau.
"Hello?"
"Did you forget about me?" My sister's voice came through the phone. it was honestly a week since we last talked, which was weird even for us.
"I'm sorry. I haven't had time to think let alone call you," I tried to keep my breath even, but the pain in my abdomen was getting worse by the second.
"My Christmas present is a plane ticket to come see you in January."
"That's awesome," I was excited. I really was, "Whe-"
"Scarlett!"
I could feel myself fall forward, but the only thing that I could control was making sure my cast wasn't underneath me as I landed. Moments later, I opened my eyes to see a worried boyfriend talking on my phone.
"Lilly, she's fine. She just came to, I'll have her call you later." He slipped my phone into his back pocket, "Scarlett what happened?"
"My uterus is trying to kill me." I propped myself up on my elbows, trying to get my eyes to focus. "I'm still dizzy."
"Does this usually happen?"
"No," I said through my teeth.
"You are stressed. Your body is telling you to slow down, Scar," he studied my face before picking me up bridal style, "You're not going to class or work today. You are on bed rest."
He set me on my bed. I wasn't going to argue with him. It did seem like a good idea, but I really needed to go to work. Before I could argue it, he was on the phone with my manager. Somehow he was able to get me the day off.
He tugged at the bottom of my sweater. I lifted my arms and he pulled it over my head, giving me one of his t-shirts to put on. I slipped out of the leggings I was wearing and climbed in bed.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked, sliding in closer to me.
"No," I mumbled, "Thanks though."
I flipped through the channels only to find a Sex and the City marathon. I didn't plan on laying in bed all day with my boyfriend watching one of my favorite shows, but I'm definitely not complaining.
Robert's POV
Scarlett lasted two episodes before crashing. Her head was on my chest and she was curled up against my body, clutching my t-shirt in her good hand.
As much as I loved hearing about Carrie Bradshaw's life, I can only take so much. I switched to netflix and started some new movie. I started nodding off when my phone rang.
"What do you want?"
"Dude. We need to talk."
"Beau, I'm with Scarlett.." I tried arguing. I knew I should talk to him, but Scar needed me and I think he needed to figure this out by himself.
"Good. She should be there too."
"We're at her place. I can't promise she'll be happy to see you, but come over."
I sighed and hung up the phone. I didn't want to wake her. She looked so peaceful when she was asleep. That was about to be ruined.
"Scarlett. Wake up." She groaned and rolled over. "Beau needs to talk."
"Beau can go fuck himself."
"Please, he needs you."
"And I need to get laid."
"Food after you talk, sex in a few days," I tried bargaining with her, praying that it would work. Beau would be here any minute.
"Fine," Scar threw the blankets off her body and got up, "I want panera and cheesecake."
"Raspberry?"
"Yeah."
I sent a text to one of my teammates, asking if they would bring the food to Scar's house and followed her up the stairs. She sat down at the kitchen table and brought her knees to her chest. She looked miserable, but somehow she was still stunning.
I let Beau in and sat down next to Scarlett. Beau started pacing around, running his hands through his hair.
"She's pregnant." She stared at him, staying silent. "I don't know what to do."
"Man the fuck up, Beau. Do everything in your power to make sure she knows you're going to be there for her," Scarlett wasn't going easy on him, "Drew is freaking out because she thinks you don't want to have a child."
"I want her. If that means we are going to be parents, then that's great."
Scarlett just stared at him. Judging by the look on her face, she had some comment ready for him. "Why are you telling me this?"
"I- I don't know."
"She loves you, Beau. She's willing to give up her job in LA to move here and be with you. You just need to make sure she knows you want that."
I could tell that Scarlett was tired of playing counselor. Tears were threatening to spill over and I'd bet that it was because she thought Beau was being stupid. Which he was.
"You didn't want to talk to Rob, did you?"
"Well he's being pretty quiet."
"You two are doing all the talking," I defended, "Drew deserves the best. If you won't give it to her-"
"Don't. I know who will be there if I'm not, but that's not happening."
"Then go fucking tell her, dumbass," she rubbed her eyes.
"She's out with friends," he told her.
"Be there when she gets back."
I got a text from Brandon saying he was lost, so I left the two of them alone to stand outside and grab the food when he got to Scarlett's house. I laughed at Beau's horrible parking job. Scarlett might be a scary driver, but she can definitely park that truck better than anyone I know can park their cars.
"Alright Beau, time to leave," I set the food down in front of Scar and she immediately started into the cheesecake, "Let me know how everything goes."
Once he was out of the house, Scarlett laughed, "I know he has a good heart, but damn. He needs to be a little smarter about this." I couldn't disagree with her about that. "You're quiet."
"A lot going on, but not much to say I guess," I took a bite of my soup. She had questions, I could tell. But she let it go.
"I think I'll take passing out from cramps over morning sickness," she said through a mouthful of food.
"Don't talk with your mouth full." Scar proceeded to open her mouth and show me what she was eating, "Cute."
"You love me," she smiled.
"Yeah, yeah I do."
Scarlett's POV
We were eating in the kitchen when Rachel walked in with Brad, "Don't you have class?"
"I'm on bed rest," I shot Rob a dirty look. I was making it seem like I had no choice and I didn't want to be here. Which was far from true.
"She passed out from cramps, I'm not going to let her " Robert enlightened the two people standing in front of us. Rachel gave me a sympathetic smile, as did her fiance.
"Are you going to that Pens and Plates thing? Its not for over a month, but I figured you would be going."
"Am I going?" I turned to Robert.
"If you want," he shrugged, "I'll get your ticket."
"I guess I am. Why?" I asked with a mouth full of pasta. Rob shook his head and smiled. It was a bad habit...
"I'm going with Brad." I tried to care, but I used all of my fucks to give on Beau.
I actually cared about his situation with Drew, I just was fed up with him being dumb. Maybe I was being harsh, but I really hoped that Robert would be there for me without a doubt.
My roommate disappeared into her room, leaving her boyfriend to get himself a glass of water. Brad and Rob started talking about baseball so I just kind of tuned them out to think about what happened today. Two of my best friends were engaged and Beau was going to be a father. That's a lot to take in.
"What are you thinking about?" He had finished all of his food and was resting his head on his arms that were crossed on the table. He looked up with me with his dark brown eyes.
"Everything." I wasn't exaggerating.
"Care to be more specific?"
"All my friends are getting engaged. Then there's me, getting drunk and falling off tables. Playing psychiatrist to my boyfriend's roommate. Its fun stuff."
"What's wrong with that? Besides hurting yourself."
I shrugged. There wasn't, I guess. "I just don't feel like growing up yet."
"Then don't."
"You're going to be 26 in a few months..." I never expected the age gap to be a problem but it might be now.
"Scarlett, if Drew didn't get pregnant, Beau would not be anywhere close to being ready to settle down. I am completely fine if I'm 30 when my first kid is born."
"I want to have your children," I interrupted him, not thinking. Actually I was. I was thinking about it a lot. Let's be real here, our children would be adorable with nice hair.
"Like I said, let's work on that ring first, " He laughed and sat up, "Something tells me you don't any of this to happen soon."
I thought about that for a minute, "Marriage? No. That can wait a year or two. Children can wait like three. The engagement is kind of up to you though."
"Yeah. I know. Kenzie dropped a few hints when she was here and so have your roommates." My cheeks were going to turn a nice shade of red, I could already tell.
"Oh no. I told them not to," I covered my face.
"It's helpful. I'm glad they did."
That still didn't make me feel better about my intrusive friends..

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