“No, because you think you know Jordie better than me, and plus, you doubt him.”
“I’m not doubting him,” she snapped, her voice rising. “I want him to succeed, I want you guys to succeed. But I am worried that if you do get pregnant and he relapses or whatever, can you imagine the strain it would put on not only him but you? It will break you, and you’ll be sitting there with a baby and a drunk boyfriend.”
“That won’t happen,” Kacey said, her voice laced with anger. “He’s fine, we are good.”
“I hope so, Kacey, I do,” she said, her eyes pleading with hers. “But please don’t be mad at me. I’m just trying to look out for you. I love you. You know this.”
Looking away, Kacey pulled in a breath through her nose, letting it out slowly before looking back at Lacey. “I love you too.”
“Good,” she said, squeezing her hand. “Now go home and get a test so that later we can sit here and laugh over how overdramatic we are.”
“Yeah, I will.”
“Come here,” Lacey said, pulling her into a hug. “I’m sorry I upset you.”
She shook her head. “You didn’t. I’m just emotional. I miss Jordie.”
“I know,” she agreed, and Kacey knew she missed Karson too.
Pulling away, she looked over at Lacey and asked, “If I am, will you be there for me if I need you?”
“Of course,” Lacey said, not even pausing or thinking. “Please don’t think I wouldn’t. It’s just I worry about it being more of a stressor than a blessing. You don’t want to end up like me, on drugs just to get through the day.”
Kacey gave her a deadpan look. “You’re doing great and you’ve cut down on your meds, drastically.”
“I know. But, y’know, I just hate that I’m weak.”
“You’re not,” Kacey promised. “But thanks for thinking of me.”
“I always do. You’re the sister I never had but always wanted.”
Kacey smiled, leaning into her and hugging her tightly. “Same here.”
But as they parted, Lacey’s words ran over and over in her head. The whole way to CVS, they kept playing on repeat and she wondered if she was right.
Could Jordie not handle them having a child along with everything else that was going on?
Was she even pregnant?
And what was she gonna do if she was and he couldn’t handle it?
Leaning back against his headboard, Jordie played on FarmVille as he waited for Kacey to call. She’d needed a shower and wouldn’t just set up the FaceTime so he could watch her shower. He thought it was rude, but she told him he was a pig and hung up. Typical conversation between them. With a grin on his face, he finished watering his crops and then opened his Facebook to update his status, just to mess with her.
I think it’s unfair my girlfriend won’t let me watch her take a shower on FaceTime. I highly doubt the government is watching, as she claims. Please tell me someone agrees with me. #RoadTripsSuck #MissMyBaby #ImNotAPig – with Kacey King.
As soon as he hit post, he scrolled through his feed, liking and commenting on stuff as he waited for her to call him back. It sucked being away from her, and he could tell she was bored without him. She apparently was assisting Lacey, which he thought was funny. She didn’t have a designing bone in her body. She was more of a throw everything in one spot and hope for the best type. Plus, she hardly wore anything but gym clothes or sweats. But at least she had something to do. He had Facebook, FarmVille, and Netflix. To some that sounded like paradise, but he missed Kacey. A lot.
When a comment came through, he grinned when he saw it was Karson.
Karson King: Really, dude? Come on.
Lacey King: Don’t act like you don’t ask for that all the time.
Karson King: She’s my sister!
Lacey King: Who is doing your best friend. So really, what did you expect?
Karson King: Shh, woman.
Lacey King: Don’t shh me. I’ll kick your butt.
Jordie Thomas: Lacey King, say Kick your ass, makes you sound more badass.
Lacey King: Fine, kick your ass, and yes, I did that with a head roll.