"Well we have that all cleared up now would you like to know how far along you are?" She asked with a bright smile.
"Sure" I said sounding more enthused than I felt.
"Ok, by my calculations you are almost twelve weeks along." She said as she looked confused at the screen of her compter.
"Three months?" Dillon and I both said at the same time.
"Yea, but how could you have gone that long without knowing?" She asked. "When was the last time you had a period?"
"A while ago. I am very irregular, which is why I was put on the pill in the first place in hopes that it would make my periods more regular. I've gone months before without having one, which is why I didn't think anything of it until I started feeling sick." I said, which was true. I had been feeling really sick lately and Dillon had been joking around that I might be pregnant and went out and bought a pregnancy test. I had been worried that that could be what was wrong, but Dillon didn't believe me. So he went and got one to prove me wrong, but when I took it the results were positive. But I still wanted to know for sure so I booked a doctors appointment here, instead of in Port Charles where word would undoubtedly spread. I looked over at Dillon who looked sick, I guessed it was because of the topic at hand. Men usually seemed sick when woman discussed their periods.
"I see, well since you are about to turn 18 and this is part of the Planned Parenthood Program I am not obligated to call and tell your parents, but I highly reccomend that you tell them. After the initial shock, they will probably calm down and you could figure out what you two are going to do. But for now I am going to give you some prenatal vitamins and you are going to need to schedule a doctors appointment with your doctor so you can have an ultrasound done. Do you have any more questions?" Dr. Ford asked as she looked back and forth between us.
"Yea, I have one more. When will I start showing?" I asked not really wanting to know the answer but needing to at the same time.
"It all depends. Some will start showing as early as how far along you are right now, some wont show until they are six months along and some won't show very much all the way up until they give birth." She said as the three of us stood up and exited the room. We filled out a few forms at the front desk and left. It only took us an hour to get back to Port Charles, an hour in which Dillon and I didn't say a word to each other. Not from arguing or anyhting but just from the shock of it all and trying to prossess how much things were going to change and how our lives would never be the same again. We had the taxi driver drop us off at the park so we could walk back to my house.
"So when are you going to tell Mac?" Dillon asked as we walked through the park holding hands. It was funny because all of a sudden holding hands while walking through the park seemed so childish, like that was something I did before this happened.
"Not until I start showing and can't hide it anymore, or when the time is right. Which ever comes first" I said as I looked down at my stomach and ran my hand over it flattening out my shirt over my still flat stomach. Which wouldn't remain flat for very long. As much as I feared what was going to happen a part of me soared at the fact that a life was growing inside of me.
"He is going to have to be told sometime. Whenever you are ready just tell me and I'll be right there with you. Do you think he'll suspect anything when I am around all the time, or when you are constantly sick?" Dillon asked running a hand through his disheveled hair.
"I don't want to think about that right now. But here soon we are going to have to figure out what we are going to do." I said as I felt time closing in on me. Suddenly it felt like I was running out of time. I had already lost three months, now I would only have about one month left before I started showing. Then I would have no choice but to tell Mac and my mom.
