Chapter 11
The vomiting and constant naps continued up until Gary had to return to the road. Isabella was late; exactly two weeks late, but she wasn’t going to tell him that, not yet, anyway. Before Gary left she promised him she would get a check up with her doctor. She kissed him goodbye, and stood in the driveway until she could no longer see the bus.
Running back into the house, she barely made it to a trash can that was near the living room coffee table. Isabella kneeled on her knees for almost twenty minutes throwing up everything that was in her stomach. Tears pierced her eyes when, during those last few minutes, nothing but pure stomach acid came up. She leaned back and took a deep breath as she closed her eyes.
That doctor’s visit was beginning to be pushed off and off. She had promised Destiny that when the guys left on tour she would help and accompany her while she was on bed rest. It also didn’t help that she had an astronomic fear of going to any kind of doctor, anywhere.
“Belle, you really need to go see a doctor. Why don’t you go to the doctor’s tomorrow? My parents are coming down to give me some company, so I should be fine,” Destiny offered one quiet afternoon after Isabella had done one of her infamous sneezing rounds.
“I guess I should, but to tell you the truth I think I already know.” She kept her glance at the floor a while longer.
“What?” Destiny asked worried.
“Destiny, I think I’m pregnant. I haven’t had my period since the month before Gary and I went up to his cabin. I’m tired all the time, and I vomit every morning or all day long.” Isabella gulped air down and shooed the words out of her mouth as she began to cry.
“Oh my gosh,” was all Destiny could say.
“Please don’t tell. I don’t want any one to know until I’m positively sure.” She wiped her eyes as tear continued to flow.
“I wont tell; I promise. If you need any thing, even just to talk call me, please.” Destiny held Isabella the best she could with her protruding tummy. Isabella felt like she was a little girl and had just fell for the first time. Finally finding out what real pain felt like.
***
Isabella was shaking so bad she could barely get the key in the ignition. She was only kidding herself when she had thoughts of ignoring her notion. Like she wasn’t pregnant at all. The drive to her doctor’s office seemed to take forever; when, in reality, it only takes fifteen minutes. The waiting room was empty and lonely, just right for thinking. In her head she had three options and two sub-options.
One, she could have an abortion. She had always been against abortion. It had always occurred to her as killing a human being. When a pregnant woman is murdered it is considered a double homicide, meaning two people have been murdered. So why, when a woman kills her unborn child, does she not get charged with murder? This was last on her list of options. She couldn’t totally knock it off. It’s always a different story when it happens to you.
Second, she could give her child up for adoption. She doubted she had the courage to do such a task. Plus, most likely they would need Gary’s consent of giving the child to parents more capable of caring for their child. This was second on her lists. It was the most probable choice, but would she be strong enough to make it?
Third, she could keep the child. This is where her two sub-options come in. She would love to tell Gary and have him be her knight in shining armor, but she knew that was highly unlikely. He was no where near ready to make such a commitment, just like she wasn’t. Or, she could skip town and not tell him at all.
Exploring this new option, Isabella’s thoughts were interrupted as a nurse called out her name. Her heart dropped to the middle of her gut as she walked towards the door of doom. She followed the nurse into an icy cold room and waited for the doctor to come in. Clasping her hands together she heard chatter outside the door. Doctor Sage walked in. Her short dark hair covered her stunning green eyes as she flashed a hundred watt smile in Isabella’s direction. She tried to smile back, but the muscles in her face had frozen.
Doctor Sage slapped on her latex gloves, and with every thump Isabella felt her insides churning. So scared. So alone.
“Ok, Isabella, I’m going to take some blood and hopefully within the hour we will know if you are pregnant or not.” Dr. Sage got out her syringe as Isabella turned her head away.
When it was all done she sulked out of the doctor’s office and out to her car. She stuck the key in the ignition, but she never turned it, staring into outer space.
God, what if I am pregnant? I can barely take care of myself, let alone a child. Why is this happening to me? When everything was going so good, I was starting to not fear any commitment with Gary, and then this happens. How unfair.
She slumped back into her chair and thumped her head against the head rest. Closing her eyes she drifted into a daydream.
The baby was crying in her crib. Gary slowly lifted her up and gave her tummy some kisses. Isabella smiled and wrapped her hands around Gary’s waist, making faces at their beautiful little girl. Her soft white hair was barely visible, and she had Gary’s breathtaking blue eyes. Gary was the only one who could make her laugh. As for Isabella, she refused to hold her own child. She didn’t want to get attached in case of-
In case of what? Isabella thought as she reached down to answer her cell phone, which was ringing. Darn phone, it had awaken her from her sleep. Taking a glance at the clock it had been thirty minutes.
Oh my God, I can’t believe I’ve set in this parking lot for so long. Some of these people must think I am homeless, how embarrassing.
“Hello, this is Isabella. May I ask who’s speaking?” She asked politely, aggravated.
“Isabella it’s Dr. Sage. Congratulations, you’re three weeks pregnant. Now we’ll need to make your first appointment for next month.”
“Of course, ummm, let me call you back to make that appointment.”
“Certainly, have a great day.”
“You too,” Isabella mumbled before hanging up.
***
It was the most cruel fifteen minutes of Isabella’s life. All the way home she thought of just leaving, but she knew she couldn’t. As much as it would break her heart, she knew it would break Gary’s heart twice as much. She knew she had to tell him, but when? At home, Isabella cautiously sat upon the couch.
Destiny’s parents didn’t leave until next week, but she was the one person Isabella wanted to confide in most. She wanted to tell her how bad she didn’t want to be pregnant. She wasn’t even engaged, and who knows, maybe Gary didn’t even want to get married. She calculated in her head that she would be four months pregnant when Gary got home from the tour. That’s when she would tell him; she had too.
***
When Gary called Isabella was asleep on the couch, tossing and turning.
“Hey honey, sorry I woke you up.” Gary heard the grogginess in her voice.
“No, its ok. Do you know what time it is?” she asked sitting up.
“Yeah, it’s like 6:30 in the evening, your time,” Gary replied.
“Oh God.” She ran her hand through her hair long wavy hair getting her fingers tangled in a mess.
“Why? What’s wrong?” Gary asked worried.
“I laid down to take a nap, and it was one o’clock.” Isabella yawned as she stretched.
“Well, have you been to the doctors yet?” Gary asked as she got tense.
She knew he was going to ask that, but she also knew she had to give him this kind of news in person so she lied.
“Yeah, it was just a cold, but I’m much better now.” She felt awful lying to him like this.
“I’m glad you’re ok. Belle I miss you,” Gary said.
“I know, I miss you too, but I have to go.” Isabella hung up the phone before he could answer.
Isabella started to tear up. She never wanted to get this attached to him. What if he hurt her like so many others had? What if she didn’t want to stay in Nashville?
Isabella loved Gary, there was no doubt about it. She was just scared because every time she got this close to some one with commitment in mind, she ran away, but this time she couldn’t because she had a responsibility.
A baby, Isabella couldn’t believe it. This was a life time commitment. No wonder Destiny was scared at first, Isabella thought. At least Destiny was married, she wasn’t even engaged. She knew Gary would do the right thing and ask her to marry him, but did she want to say yes?
***
The rest of the three months went by super fast. In no time the guys were back home. Seeing as Destiny was two days past her due date Joe Don was happy to be home. Late one night, Isabella got a call from the happy parents.
Butterflies flew around Isabella’s tummy as Gary and herself went to see the new baby the next day. They quietly stepped into Destiny’s room. That’s when she saw Joe Don holding a baby in a tight pink blanket. Tears sprang at Isabella’s eyes.
“Aw Joey, she looks just like Destiny. What’s her name?” Isabella asked in a whisper as Joe Don handed his little girl to her.
“Her name is Sara Grace Rooney.” Joe Don saw nothing but raw emotion on Isabella’s face.
Will it be this emotionally when I have my baby? If it is, how would I ever survive giving my child up for adoption?
