Chapter 5: Don't Want You Back

Brian

I can't believe that they could do something like that to me! How could my best friend and my girlfriend do something so evil? I just didn't get it.
"Brian, you've got to remain civil with AJ," Nick Carter told me after I had explained to him my situation. "You cannot get into a huge fight. That's just not cool. But what you really need to do is all go to a hospital or something to find out who the father is. But you all have to go. Not just you and Melanie, not just AJ and Melanie, and not just Melanie. You all have to go."
I looked at Nick. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. We had to all go when the DNA testing was done.
"Nick, you don't understand how much I hate AJ right now. I can't stand him! I wish he were dead! All I wish on him is for his death to come in the near future!" I sounded like a freak and I knew it, but I had to vent my anger. "But the weird part is, he's hurt me more than he'll ever know and I don't really care what happens to him."
"I thought you just said that you wanted the guy dead." Nick looked confused.
"I want him dead just as much as I couldn't care a flip about what happens to him." I laid down on my hotel bed. "The thing is, I still love Mellie. I always will, that will never change."
"Come on, Frick," Nick pulled me off the bed. "Let's go shoot some hoops."
* * * * * *

"We're here." I parked the car and shut off the engine. Nobody moved.
"Well, should we go inside?" AJ asked, looking not the least bit sure of himself.
"We have to." Melanie was the first to get out of the car. AJ was last. We all walked at different paces, not walking next to each other.
"Hi, I need to get a pregnancy test done and a DNA test." Melanie's voice sounded strong and she was holding up really well under the circumstances.
"Okay, I just need you each to fill out these forms and I need you to fill out this chart." The lady at the counter handed each of us a form and then handed Mellie an extra sheet. We each grabbed a pen from the counter and sat down to fill out our forms.
Name? Brian Littrell
Age? 25
Sex? Male
Blah, blah, blah. It was the same old stuff. After I had finished filling it out, I handed it back to the lady at the counter and sat down, picking up a magazine from the table before settling down on the couch.
After about twenty long minutes of silence from the three of us, the doctor finally called out for us.
"Livingston, Melanie?" We all got up and walked over to the doctor.
"Well, boys, I don't need you right now so if you could please stay in the waiting room for a few more minutes. We have to be sure that Miss Livingston is actually expecting before we can do the blood tests." The doctor gestured for me and AJ to sit back down.
I decided to talk to AJ while we were waiting for Mellie.
"AJ, can we just talk as friends again?" I asked, leaning my elbows on my knees and leaned towards him.
"Uh, yeah, I guess." He was fiddling with the edge of his shirt like he always does when he's nervous.
"I just wanna say that I'm sorry for blowing up at you the other day," I took a deep breath and prayed that I would have enough strength to say what I was gonna say. "I just couldn't believe that you two could do that to me. It just came as a total shock. The thing is, I'm scared to death of this baby. I mean, I'll be happy if it's mine, but I'll also be happy if it's yours. And I mean that." I really and seriously did. I just wasn't sure to what extent that was true to. "I don't want to have to be rushed into parenthood though. I'm so scared."
"Don't worry man," AJ said. "I'm just as scared if not more. Same goes with me, if it's yours great, if it's mine great, but I'm still scared." He took a deep breath. "Brian I am so sorry for what I did. I never meant to hurt you. I just fell so hard. I'm so sorry. I wish that I could turn back the hands of time. If I could, I would."
Neither of us could say anything more because the doctor came back out and called both of our names.
"This is it!" AJ whispered, not hiding the fear in his voice. We walked to where the doctor was standing.
"Well, boys, Melanie tested positive on all five different tests. So now we need to do some blood tests. Would you mind coming with me?" We both followed the doctor to one of the back rooms. Melanie was waiting for us inside. She looked so pale and sick. And so deathly afraid.

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