Chapter 20

Rocky's P.O.V

"No! You don't get it! HE WANTS US TO BREAKUP!" Ross yells and lunges at Riker. I quickly push him back. "SHE'S MINE!" He says with tears streaming down his face.

Riker just laughs. "Mhm, that's why you couldn't tell that she was trying to tell you she's pregnant." Riker snaps.

Ross jumps onto his bed and picks up his phone. "Lynnette! Pick up your damn phone!" He screams into his phone.

"Ross, calm down. She's probably sleeping." I say calmly.

Ross huffs and calls her again. "My baby is probably thinking I'm cheating on her again! I could never do that to her.. ever again." Ross says and buries his face into a pillow.

I sigh and wait for them both to fall asleep. "shit," I mumble as Lynnette starts calling ross back.

I call her from my own phone. "Rocky!? What's wrong!? Why'd he call so many times!? Why isn't he answering!?" She yells in my ear.

"Lynn, calm down he's fine. He just fell asleep and he just realized you were telling him you're pregnant." I whisper.

"Can I talk to her?" Ross begs.

I sigh and give him the phone. I don't have the heart to tell him he can't talk to his fiancée.

"I didn't know, Lynn. Stop yelling at me." Ross says tiredly.

Ross' P.O.V

"Ross, I know you didn't know. But.. I need you, you can't possibly be fine with being gone for almost half a year." Lynnette says quietly.

I sigh as I realize I made her cry. "Babe," I start, but she cuts me off.

"No, just go to sleep Ross. You have a job, one that doesn't require me. Just forget about it for now."

I sit up, quickly causing Rocky to look at me. "You can't be serious. Im not forgetting about this. You can't just say that." I say as tears stream down my face.

"Ross, just g-go to sleep." Lynnette says and hangs up.

I shove Rocky's phone at him and go to the bathroom. I call Lynnette over and over, but nothing.

Ross: Lynn,Please answerI'm scared. Please.

Lynnette began calling me. "Baby, please tell me you're okay." I cry.

"I just got sick. I'm okay. Just go to bed. Please, babe." She begs.

"Just tell me you love me." I sob.

"I love you so much Ross. Please get some sleep and call me tomorrow."

I wipe away the tears. "I love you so much more. I will. Bye, baby."

I hang up and walk back to bed.

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Lynnette's P.O.V {two months later}

I smile and pick up my phone. "Hey, Rossy." I giggle.

"Hey, babe! I have some awesome news!" He says excitedly.

"You're going to actually call me!?" I say sarcastically. He hasn't called me every night like he promised.

"Ha-ha. Very funny but no. We're touring Canada after we get back!" My jaw drops. Tour has been extended an extra two months. "Babe! Are you there?!" He asks anxiously.

"Uh.. Yeah, that's great." I say and wipe away my tears. "I'm due in five months."

"Yes, I know. And I'll be home in four." He says, attempting to comfort me.

"Who knows?"

"Just Rocky." He sighs. I set a piece of toast on the plate. "I'm sorry, babe. I want to be there for you, I really do! Please don't be mad!" He begs.

I sit at the table. "I'm not mad," I say and wipe my tears.

He sighs and says, "lets Skype."

We hang up and my laptop starts ringing. "Hey," I mumble.

"Awe, baby don't cry. please don't cry." He says. I place a hand on my stomach and one over my mouth as I begin sobbing. "Look, I'll be home soon okay?" He panics.

"Who's around?" I ask as I wipe the tears away.

He looks around. "No one, I'm alone." He says and gives me a half smile.

"Ross, this is too hard without you! The first time, you were here and sat with me when I got sick or I was panicking. you went to the doctors with me." I say as more tears keep flowing.

He sighs and rubs his forehead. "I know.. I wish I was there. I wanna be there for you and I want to go to the doctors with you." He says and looks down.

"I have to go.. I'm tired and I just need time, I'll be fine. I love you." I say quietly.

"Okay, I love you too. Please don't be pissed at me for this."

"I'm not pissed. I'm actually quite happy you're having fun. I'm upset that you're okay with this." I pause for a breath. "Ross, I'm due the day you get back."

He looks at me with wide eyes. "But you're only, three months pregnant, right?" I shrug. "TELL ME I'M RIGHT!"

"No, Ross you're wrong! Five, okay? I didn't want you to rush home because of me but now I wish I did." I say as I begin to cry.

He gets up and starts pacing around, running his fingers through his hair. "I'll work something out." He grunts.

I nod. "Okay, I'm going to bed." I sigh.

"Okay, love you. Night." He hangs up.

I walk upstairs and lay down with the giant teddy bear.

This is just fantastic. Note my sarcasm. He's going to miss the baby's birth. What the fuck!?