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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 19:17:33 GMT -5
I smiled and took hold of Gene's hand as we waited in line at the movie theater. I hug him from the side and look forward, keeping my eyes on the entrance. I had a special surprise for him and I had been able to pull a few strings here to get them to show a special preview for us. I was giddy but I wasn't sure how he would take this...news. It was something that could make or break our relationship.
Once inside, I look to Gene and pull him to the right room with our hidden snacks in my purse as we made it to the showing of Despicable Me 2. Originally, we had argued between this and The Conjuring but I came out victorious. Either way, I'd still make sure to get my surprise in. This is how I was going to tell Gene I was pregnant with his baby though it was only 2 months so I wasn't showing anything. I keep my grip tight on his hand and kiss his cheek as we climb up to the seats at the top. I sit against the corner and smile, waiting for Gene to find his way next to me.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Jul 21, 2013 19:32:44 GMT -5
It'd been a couple months since we'd first met, and I'd finally asked Christa to be my girlfriend, and she'd said yes. It was nice, especially the lunches and dinners.
We'd decided to go out tonight, and it had taken a while before I'd finally caved to watching Despicable Me 2 instead of The Conjuring. I let her lead me back to the correct theatre, following her up to the top. I grin as she chooses the corner and sit down beside her. "I feel like a kid." I groan, crossing my arms over my chest. "And did you hear that little kid? He called me a pumpkin!" I add, huffing. I'd recently dyed my hair again, so it was a bright orange.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 19:54:57 GMT -5
I smile as he sits beside me and roll my eyes as he says he feels like a kid. "Come on! My 15 year old cousin wants to see this," I say, sticking out my tongue. I laugh lightly as he keeps whining and kiss his cheek, "Just calm down, love." I lean my head against his shoulder and look at him again, loving being this close to him. I still wasn't sure how he would take my pregnancy but we were about to find out. I watched as the preview for what seemed like a movie came on before it showed me during my first ultrasound that showed that I was carrying a child inside me. I smiled and looked to Gene and kissed his cheek. "Well, I'm pregnant," I tell him, watching the screen just a little more as it shows the ultrasound pictures though they looked kind of like a fish with a big head.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Jul 21, 2013 20:08:35 GMT -5
"Neh neh neh." I mock playfully, poking her cheek. "Yes ma'am." I add, slinging my arm around Christa's shoulders. My brow creases when it shows her on the screen and my chin drops to my chest at her words. "Really?" I ask dumbly, my voice soft as I look over at her. She was pregnant. I was going to be a dad. I just couldn't seem to get my mind around the prospect. I look back up at the screen as pictures came up. "Ohmygod, I'm sorry, Christa." I breathe, pulling her to me. I felt totally responsible, it was all my fault. She probably hated me, I'd fucked her life up. I wipe at my face, embarrassed to have started crying. "I'm sorry." I blubber, feeling like a total dick. I wasn't ready to be a dad! I'd probably be a terrible one, anyway.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 20:17:17 GMT -5
I watch Gene closely as he watches and then listens to me. I hug him as he hugs me and frown. "No, stop apologizing," I whisper and kiss his cheek, helping wipe off his tears. I smile at him slightly and know that he wasn't happy but hoped I could talk him into being happy. "I've actually already thought of putting it up for adoption if that's what you want. I'm excited though. You have no reason to apologize," I whisper as I see a few people try to find us in the crowd though none seem to see us in the dark corner. I kiss him lightly and hug him before holding his cheeks in my hands. "Whatever you want is what we'll do. Baby or no baby, I still plan on us staying together," I say, hugging him again and refusing to let go for a long moment.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Jul 21, 2013 20:29:40 GMT -5
I sniffle and rub at my face, hating myself. "I-Its m-my fault.." I mumble as she wipes a few tears off my cheek. "I-I I h-hadn't." I add, stopping at Christa's suggestion. "No! We're not putting it up for adoption!" I say, shaking my head adamantly. I may have felt guilty for it all, but I wasn't about to let go of my child, give it to God-knows-what kind of family. I smile softly as she takes my face in her hands, kissing me. "I do too." I reply, wrapping my arms around her. I look down at the other people in the theatre as they look around, apparently trying to find us. A guilty expressions comes over my face again but I push it away, burying my face in Christa's neck. "Was it worth it?" I ask hesitantly, fearing her answer.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 20:37:01 GMT -5
I frown as he continues to blame himself and sigh. Even if we had used condoms, there would still be this chance. I look at him as he says we're not putting it up for adoption and smile slightly, knowing he wanted to keep our baby. His smile brings a warm smile to my face and I wrap my arms around him as he does the same to. I hold his head against my neck and smile. "Yeah. It was all worth it," I say. It might have been when we first met but even so, I was glad he was the father. He was always seemed to want to keep me happy and I only hoped I kept him happy.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Jul 21, 2013 20:56:03 GMT -5
She wraps her arms around me as I hug her and I rest my chin on her shoulder for a couple moments, nodding at her answer. "Was I good?" I add playfully, a chuckle coming from me before I pull out of the hug and press my lips to Christa's cheek. Finally someone seems to notice us, probably due to the light that was nearby that hadn't yet been turned off. A couple people starts clapping, little kids squealing as they go along with it. I roll my light brown eyes slightly, pushing my neon orange hair out of my face. "You had to do this in public?" I ask, hating the attention. I'd rather blend into the background than be the center of attention any day.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 21:04:06 GMT -5
I smile and keep him in my arms until he pulls away. "Well, you were my first so yeah," I say shrugging and giggling lightly. I smile as he kisses my cheek and blush as people notice us. I sigh and smile at them, hating the attention immediately. "Only way I could make it a pretty awesome surprise. How many guys can say their girlfriend was on the big screen?" I say, kissing his cheek lightly. I found it odd how he didn't like the attention since he was in a band and if they got famous, they would be the center of attention. I smile as the lights go off and I lean my head against him.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Jul 21, 2013 21:12:22 GMT -5
"Of course I was." I sigh, though her giggle brings a smile to my face. Not only did I get her pregnant, I also took her virginity. Of course, my luck. "Not a very good comparison if you've only been with me, though." I add thoughtfully, biting my lower lip. "Not saying you should go fuck someone else." I add quickly, ignoring the people. I chuckle at Christa's question and shake my head. "Not many." I reply, sticking out my tongue at her playfully. I wrap my arm around her shoulders again as the lights cut off and the movie starts.
-le skip-
I stand as the credits roll, offering her my hand. From what I'd paid attention to it was a good movie, though I'd mostly been more intent on sucking face with Christa. I lead her towards the stairs, looking at my feet as we pass parents and little kids on the way down, some who made a point of congratulating us.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 21:22:04 GMT -5
I smile as he tells me that I shouldn't go have fun with someone else and shrug. Not like I would anyway.
After the movie, we walked back to the exit of the theater and I smiled, thanking everyone who congratulated us before we made it to his car. I sighed and leaned back the passenger seat. I kept one hand on my stomach and looked at Gene with a smile. He still hadn't told me that he loved me but we kept the 'I think I love you' to keep each other happy. I just hoped that soon it would be that he loved me. I smile and each for his hand smiled lightly, looking back out the window.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Jul 21, 2013 21:29:31 GMT -5
I'm glad that she deals with the people. I wasn't very social, and didn't like attention. It was weird that I was in a band because of it, but drummers usually got ignored, right? I hoped so. Maybe everyone would be going after Att, Connor, or Riddle.. though probably not once they learned that Att and Con were an item. Soon we make it out to my car and I climb into the driver's seat and start the engine before pulling out of the parking spot. "You're cool with going back to my place, right?" I ask, leaning forward to look both ways before pulling out into the road. I smile over at Christa as she takes my hand before turning my light brown gaze back out the windshield.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 21:42:21 GMT -5
I smile as he asks if it's okay if we go to his place and I nod. "Not like I have anything interesting at my place," I say smiling and laughing lightly before closing my eyes and keeping my hands where they were. I looked back at Gene as he drove, paying no attention to me staring at me. I wasn't going to tell him I loved him; I had already made that mistake and I knew that if I did it again, I probably be pushing us both. I push my hair out of my face and I close my eyes again, rubbing Gene's hand with my thumb. "I think I love you," I whisper, keeping my eyes closed and rubbing my stomach lightly.
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Post by Gene Wasek on Jul 21, 2013 21:52:01 GMT -5
I chuckle at her reply and keep in the direction of my apartment. It wasn't too far, just a couple of blocks. Soon we stop at the last stop light before starting forward again, some Carnifex song playing on the radio. I pull into the parking as Christa speaks and I pause before pulling into a parking spot. I turn to face her, cutting off the car, free hand undoing my seat belt. "I.. do love you." I finally say, biting my lower lip as I look over at her. I hoped that she knew I meant it, that I wasn't just saying it because she was pregnant. "You're amazing, and funny, and.. real, and bring out the best in me." I add, bringing my light brown eyes to hers in the dim lighting of the parking deck.
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Post by Christa Wilson on Jul 21, 2013 21:59:43 GMT -5
I smile as I hear him chuckle and keep my eyes closed and sit up once we make into the parking spot. I look at Gene as he looks at me and my eyes widen slightly as he says that he does love me. I pause for a second about to speak but wait as he goes on. I smile slightly and kiss his cheek lightly, keeping my grip on his. " I love you, too," I say, smiling at him, tearing up slightly. I guess it was the hormones or something or the fact that I knew he was telling the truth. Whatever it was, it began making me cry and I quickly swatted at the tears. I keep my eyes on his and keep a smile on my face, not going to allow anything stop how happy I was at the moment. "Now what do you mean by real?" I ask jokingly as I kiss his cheek, still all sappy from what happened.
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