Friday, 24 October 2008
09:18:06 PM (GMT)
So, there I was; on the floor in the bathroom, crying my eyes out. Moments ago, I
had taken a pregnancy test, and got, guess what? A positive. There was no way I could
take care of a kid, and still be able to go on tour with the guys.
The only thing I could think about was how Matt would react when I told him I was
pregnant, considering the fact that he’s not very good with kids.
I stood up, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.
“Finally!” Jimmy yelled. “What took ya so long?”
“I... I...” I failed to speak up.
“C’mon, spit it out!”
“Look, I don’t have time for this! I gotta pee, so hurry up!”
“I’m pregnant.” Everyone stared wide-eyed at me. Either they didn’t believe
me, or they were just shocked.
“Dude...” Brian trailed off. “Really?”
“Uhuh...” I nodded.
“Then... Who’s the father?” Johnny asked. We all looked at Matt.
“What?” He asked.
“Dude, I think you’re the father of Zacky’s kid.” Jimmy said.
“Probably.” Matt agreed. “And I’m guessing it’s my responsibility to take
care of Zacky, right?”
“Mostly, yeah.” Val said. “But I guess I’ll help, too. In fact, we all
should. Right, guys?” Everyone else agreed except for Jimmy.
“But I don’t want to be a servant!” He whined.
“You’re not being a servant, you’re just gonna help take care of Zacky for
“Nine months?!” Jimmy asked.
“Yes, nine months.” Val replied rudely. She then turned back to me and said in a
sweeter tone “Zacky, why don’t you go lie down?”
I did just that.