Page 48 of Skating the Blue Line
It’s like we’ve come full circle.
When we make it to the car I think that Liam is going to open the door for me to get it, but he doesn’t.
He just lets out a sigh and leans against the passenger side door.
I guess we’re having this conversation in the parking lot.
Great.
We’re both silent for a long minute, both of us just looking at each other, waiting for the other to speak.
I should start.
I should break the silence and just let it spill out that I’m pregnant. I should do that.
So why they hell am I terrified to do it?
It’s two simple words. Just two. I can say them. I can say them right now.
Just say them, Chloe.
SAY. THEM.
“Look, Chloe. We’re both adults. If you no longer want to see me or just want to be friends, just tell me and–”
“I’m pregnant!”
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LIAM
Growing up,my parents always told me I was a talker.
My dad has even told me that from the ages of two to six, I was like a parrot that wouldn’t shut up. I always had something to say.
That extended into my teenage years and in adulthood, I learned to only talk when I wanted to add something to the conversation, but I always still had something to say.
I can’t remember a time where I was rendered speechless.
Not until just now as Chloe yells out two little words.
I’m pregnant.
Two words and I have no idea what to say.
My mind is blank, my mouth doesn’t move. All I keep hearing are those two words coming out of her mouth.
No other sounds make it through my ears. Not even the sounds of the busy city surrounding us. I don’t hear anything besides what she just said.
She’s pregnant.
Chloe is pregnant.
And here I thought she was going to friend zone me.
Right now, I have no idea what would have been better.
I don’t know how long I stand there not saying a word but eventually Chloe steps closer and with a hand on my forearm taking me out of trance.
