The Unexpected

            I was staring up at my midnight blue ceiling, and I remembered that night. It was the most romantic thing he had ever done. A beautiful candle lit dinner and rose petals leading through the dim hallway into the bedroom. The sweet and warm aroma of the roses and candles filled the soothing air. It was a night I will never forget.

            The door bell rang. I knew it was him. I opened the door, and there he was. A tall, dark, brown, handsome man. He walked in with authority--even though he was not a cocky man but very funny and sarcastic--and kissed my cheek.

            “Hi baby, what are you doing?” he said while scoping out my dorm.

            “I’m alright, just having a few stomach aches”

            “Aw poor baby. Drink some Pepto Bismol and it will go right away,” he said with a big grin on his face that showed little wrinkles on his light brown skin.

            “Shut up. It really hurts and I kind of feel like vomiting.”

            “It’s good baby you probably just ate some bad food. It will go away in a few minutes. So how is the flower that I gave you?”

            “Nothing has came out yet but hopefully it will sprout soon.”

            “It will,” he said while he gave me a big wink. All of a sudden his phone rings. Unsurprisingly, it was his mom. Although he was already twenty year-old, in college and away from his parents, his mother would still pester him at least five times a day. I did not get annoyed from it because I am already used to it after being together for a little more than three years.

            He answered the phone like he usually did, but after a moment he frowned and his eyes glistened as if two big tears were going to roll down his dark face. He looked at me, gave me hug and said into my ear, “My dad is in the hospital. He got into a car accident and is in a comma. I have to go now all the way back home. I know you want to come with me but you have to stay here at school because you have midterms and I don’t want you to fail them. So baby don’t worry bout nothing. I’ll call you when I get there.”

            I was stunned I did not know what to say or what to do. As much as I wanted to go with him, he was right. So I nodded my head and said hesitantly, “okay.” He looked at me with a tear running down his face and kissed me. He then walked out the door and didn’t look back.

            I don’t like being alone and especially at times like this. So I decided to call my friend Destiny to keep me company. She was the only person, other than my boyfriend, that I trusted with anything. I knew her since middle school and ever since then we been best friends. She the friend that was the more wild one and us both learned from her mistakes. Destiny was always there for me no matter what. Always supported what I did and gave me advice if she knew I was doing something stupid.

            The door was slightly open when she came in and gave me a big hug trying to comfort me. All of a sudden I felt something in my stomach, it was not any pain but I rushed straight to the crystal white tiny bathroom. I started hurling green and pinkish vomit. I was confused, does it have anything to do with my stomach ache?  

            Destiny looked at me and said, “ Are you okay? What did you eat?”

            “All I ate was a caeser salad that I made for lunch and it was almost five hours ago.”

            “Wait, have you been feeling lightheaded lately and kept having stomach aches?”

            “Yeah. Why?”

            “Because it sounds like you might be pregnant,” she said sarcastically and we both burst out laughing.

            “I doubt it,” I said semi-confidently with a little doubt in my mind. I don’t think I’m pregnant. I‘m just thinking too hard about this headache. I looked at Destiny and said to her with a tear down my face, “Tony left for LA to see his dad because he got into a car crash. I feel horrible for what he is going through and that I am not able to be there helping him.”

            “Really? Why didn’t you go?” she said surprised.

            “He told me not to go because he did not know how long he was going to be out there and he did not want me to fall behind in school. But I still wish I could have gone!”

            “He made you stay here because he cares about your future. It shows that he cares for you. So, Michelle, don’t worry about anything. Just call him later and see how he is doing.”

            Suddenly my head felt lighter and lighter. The dark blue room was twisting and turning around me. I didn’t know what was happening, my vision blurred. My white gold necklace with  a rose pendant, the one Tony gave me on our two-year anniversary, spun around my neck. I saw Destiny trying to hold me and asking me what was wrong. Then everything turned pitch black.

             I woke up in a  room that was all white. I didn’t know where I was but I saw    Destiny sleeping on a seat next to me.

            “Destiny! What happened to me?”

            She woke up with her eyes squinting and said, “You’re  finally awake! Good. Don’t worry Michelle you are going to be fine. The doctor said you could leave as soon as you wake up.”

            “So! Whats wrong with me? Was it the salad dressing?”

            “No. It’s nothing bad. Michelle, uh, your pregnant.”

            “What!” my eyes opened up twice as much. “Don’t lie to me Destiny!”

            “Why would I lie?”

            “Oh my god! What am I going to do? No, no ,no this can not be happening! What am I going to do! How am I going to tell Tony? What is he going to say!” I couldn’t help but burst into tears. So many thoughts rushed through my head. Would he want it? Would he take it.? Should I commit an abortion? Will he leave me?

            Destiny took me back to my dorm. I entered my room and the first thing I saw was the plant he gave me. I finally saw little green spot coming out of the center of the little flowerbed. It was a little green spout tipping over as if it was going to fall off.

            While I looked at the plant, all I could think about was how I was going to tell Tony. I turned and asked Destiny, “How was he going to react? Should I tell him? Should I have an abortion?”

            “You have to tell him! I know he will understand. Tell him! I don’t want you doing anything stupid,” Destiny said trying to knock me out of the confused state that I was in.

            “What if he doesn’t and he leaves me,” the tears that had been dwelling in my eyes finally started to spill out onto my cheeks. “I cant live without him. I don’t want our relationship to end because of a little piece of rubber breaking! You know what? I don’t want this baby. I’m going back to the clinic tomorrow and I’m going to ask for an abortion!”       

            “No! Do not kill an innocent life! That is going to be the--”

            My phone rang and it was Tony. It got quiet. I didn’t know what to say or tell him but I picked up and said, “He-hi, ba baby?”

            “Hi baby. My dad is doing good and I am going to be on my way home soon. But, is everything okay?”

            “Umm, baby remember that little stomach ache I had? Well I fainted and Destiny took me to the hospital and--”

            “What? Are you okay?” he interrupted.

            “Yeah I’m fine now but I have something to tell,” I hesitated after every word.

            “What is it?”

            “Well. Ummm. The doctor told me I was pregnant.” I said quickly to get it out of my system.    

            “What! No, no, no. You know what? I don’t even know what to say. You know what, I’m going back tomorrow and we are going to have a long talk because I can’t talk right now. Your leaving me speechless,” he said letting go a huge sigh.

            I didn’t know what to respond to him. More tears escaped my eyes. All I could say was, “Okay baby, call me tomorrow.?”

            “Bye, baby.” he said and hung up the phone.

            “What he say? What was his reaction?” asked Destiny.

            “That he wants to talk to me tomorrow.”

            “That’s good, at least he wasn’t mad.”

            “But he sounded kinda upset,” I said. “I want to rest right now so I’m going to bed and hopefully I can think of something.”

            I laid in inside my red covers staring at the dark blue ceiling, trying to think of something to do. But my mind was blank. All of sudden I felt something in my belly. It was like rushed pain. I didn’t know what it was. I look down and I see blood on my jeans. All I did was let out a scream.

            Destiny heard me and came rushing in. “What happened?” she asked

            “Ahh. I dunno? I felt something rush through my stomach and now I have blood all over my jeans.”

            “Damn! Let me take you to the doctor. Come on!”

            We rushed to her car as fast as we could. She sped out the parking lot onto the street as fast as she could. We got to the hospital in about ten minutes. She rushed me to my doctor. I was confused. I did not know what was happening to me. Was it good, bad? I didn’t know.

            The doctor finally came to see me. I explained what happened to her and she checks me.

            “What is it doctor? What’s wrong with me?”    

            “I’m sorry to tell you but you just had a miscarriage,” she said.

            “What! Really? So I wont have a baby anymore?”

            “No I’m sorry,” she said while nodding her head side by side.

            “Damn! So what now?” I couldn’t believe this. that’s it? Was I supposed to be happy or sad? Is this for the best? Well I guess this happened for a reason.

            I left the hospital not knowing if I should be happy or sad. So in a way I came out of the hospital like as if nothing happened. But I was still confused on what to feel.

            I arrived at my house and went straight to sleep. But I could not sleep. All I thought about was now what Tony was going to think. Hopefully this does not hurt our relationship.

            It was about two in the afternoon when I heard someone knock really hard on my door. I already knew it was him. So I decided to take my time to open the door, just to calm my racing heart down.

            He came in almost charging in through the door. He looked tired and was out of breathe. His eyebrows were arched in making him look upset., and told me, “so what? We bouta be now? How did this happen? Why didn’t you take the plan B pill? How come you didn’t think? Huh? Why you so quiet tell me?” All his questions and thoughts rushed out of his head.

            “Baby I lost the baby,” I said in a soft voice.

            “What? Don’t mess with me like that,” he said.

            “I’m not. I had a miscarriage yesterday. The baby is gone.” I couldn’t help it but burst out into tears.

            He got close to me  and took me into his arms and told me into my ear, “Baby, it’s okay. God probably wanted us to learn a lesson. So baby don’t worry about it. Alright? It’s okay. The problem is gone and the good is yet to come.”