A/N: So I had an original draft of this chapter up and ready before I was even gonna publish the last chapter but because I sometimes edit these drafts on my phone it ended up accidentally deleted.
Telling their friends was like lifting a weight off their shoulders. Carrie and Devin knew that it wouldn't be easy but they couldn't wait forever along with anyone getting suspicious. The harder part would have to be telling their parents. Meaning once again that they couldn't wait any longer.
Carrie groaned as she woke up to the sound of her phone ringing but grabbed it off her nightstand immediately given that she was somewhat awake already.
"Hello?" Carrie answered.
"Oh Carrie," It was her mother Nora. "I didn't mean to disturb you."
Carrie stood up and straightened out her sea green tank top. "Oh, it's totally fine mom. I'm awake now anyway."
"I just wanted to let you know that your father and I are visiting your sister at college in case you were wondering why it's so quiet in the house. Are you alright over there?"
"Yeah, fine," Carrie answered with a guilty expression.
"Alright just making sure. It'll probably be an hour or later before we come home."
"Okay, thanks for letting me know."
"Alright, later," Nora concluded.
"Bye," Carrie replied before hanging up the phone and tossing it on the bed.
Carrie then looked herself in the mirror and placed her hand on her stomach and lowered her hand. The unborn fetus she suspected a week ago was actually inside her, growing by the minute.
-Flashback to last Friday-
Carrie came to school right after the first period ended. She saw Gwen and Bridgette chatting by the lockers and walked over to the 2. They were pretty damn lucky there was a 5-minute break between classes.
"Hey, Gwen ... Bridgette." Carrie greeted rather meekly. Despite her submissive tone, they instantly turned to her.
"Oh hey Carrie," Gwen greeted she knew something was up. "Are you okay, cause you're almost never late?"
"Well actually I am," Carrie choked once her green eyes started brimming with tears then wiped her left eye on her sleeve before she took a deep breath to calm down. "And I don't mean as in late for school."
Bridgette just looked at Carrie with confusion then gasped as she briefly covered her mouth and caught on to what she was implying. "Oh my god, are you really?" She just stared at Carrie in shock.
"Did you take a test?" Gwen questioned.
"Just one," Carrie murmured.
"Does Devin know?" Bridgette questioned as well.
"No. Well not yet. I don't think I'm ready to even tell him just yet."
Bridgette exhaled. "Okay, it's probably best that you take another test just to be absolutely sure."
"Yeah, we can do it after school," Gwen suggested.
"Can we at least wait till I get outta swim practice? Coach Griffith totally doesn't do well with skipping."
"Well do you really think Heather would be totally lenient with this one?" Gwen questioned rhetorically as she pointed to Carrie, who just merely raised an eyebrow.
"You do have a point," Bridgette admitted before folding her arms defiantly. "But I'm still not skipping."
Gwen exhaled sharply. "Fine." She then turned to Carrie. "And you, go see a doctor after this test. Just to be on the safe side."
"Right," Carrie nodded. "Thanks you guys."
"It's gonna be okay Carrie," Bridgette assured as Carrie walked away.
-End of flashback-
"You've got a long road ahead of you Carrie Dawson," Carrie told herself. Suddenly she felt a wave of nausea as her other hand covered her mouth. She headed for the bathroom and immediately started vomiting not long after she knelt down in front of the toilet.
"Goddamn morning sickness," Carrie groaned as she rested her hand on her forehead. "Give me a break."
Carrie remained there for a bit breathing heavily, positive that she was probably gonna hurl again but the moment passed once she heard her phone ringing and dragged herself into her room to answer it.
"Hello?" Carrie cleared her throat.
"Hey yourself," Devin replied. "You alright?"
"Is this your thing now, Devin?" Carrie asked.
Devin tried to hold back a laugh. "What do you mean my thing?"
"Well let's see ... Yesterday we just found out that I'm pregnant, now it's the next day and the first thing you say after calling me is asking if I'm alright."
"No, totally not my thing."
"Actually, I am alright, aside from the morning sickness. Is that all, cause this would be a legitimate waste of a call? No offense."
"Okay, 1. Sorry about that," Devin started. "2. None taken and 3. No, I kinda wanted to know if your parents were home."
"They're visiting Lacey at college so I have the house to myself for like an hour or maybe a little longer than that."
"Is it okay if I came over?" Devin's voice was now hushed. "We need to talk and I'd rather not have my parents find out that I got you pregnant from overhearing our conversation then interrogating me over it, or Andrew finding out about it and telling them about it which of course will lead to said interrogation."
"Sure," Carrie replied as she sat up. "I'm just lucky Lacey isn't home right now and that she's older than me."
Devin laughed a little. "Yeah, lucky you. So I'll see you in a bit?"
"Sure."
"Alright, later."
Carrie hung up the phone and placed it on her nightstand then went into the bathroom to take a shower as soon as she took her hair down.
-At Devin's-
As soon as Devin got out of bed he just threw on a shirt and jeans and grabbed his phone along with his car keys before he started making his way down the stairs.
"Where are you going?" A voice called to him.
Once Devin reached the bottom of the stairs his eyes went wide before he turned around to see his brother Andrew, who was younger than Devin by 3 years, standing there at the top with his arms crossed as if he were demanding an answer. The last thing Devin wanted to deal with was an interrogation from his brother.
"What are you doing up?" Devin asked as Andrew walked over towards him.
"Don't change the subject, I asked you first." Andrew pointed an accusatory finger at Devin.
"Over to Geoff's to shoot some hoops," Devin lied. "Why?"
"You're never usually up this early on the weekends unless it's important."
"Well," Devin stalled, "It's my last season and that's important, no?"
"Pretty much, that is if your marks are decent," Andrew remarked.
"Touche. I'll be back in like an hour or so."
"Right ... " Andrew commented before heading back upstairs.
Devin let out a sigh of relief as he put on his jacket before heading out the door.
-Back at Carrie's-
As soon as Carrie got dressed and put on her pair of brown bracelets, she heard her phone chime. She then picked it up to see who texted her, to her delight it was Devin saying that he was there and she replied telling him that she'd be down in a second. Carrie exhaled as she went down the stairs to answer the door.
"Hey." Carrie greeted as Devin stepped inside.
"Hey, yourself," Devin replied before they embraced in a hug before they went up to her room. "I still can't believe you're pregnant."
"I know. But the doctor said it's pretty much official, so there's that to believe." Carrie teased before she turned around, heading back up to her room. Devin hung his jacket up before he followed after her.
"You know what I mean," Devin started to explain. "It's just that this is our last year of high school and we were expected to do the regular teen stuff except now we're worrying about which colleges we'll get accepted into or rejected by, then suddenly wham!"
Devin smacked his hand into his palm.
"Life happens to throw a curveball your way. Like how the old saying goes."
"That ... actually sounds just about right," Carrie mused in agreement. "Do your parents or Andrew know that you're here?"
"My parents don't, but Andrew almost caught me so I lied and said I was going over to Geoff's," Devin responded.
Carrie just nodded. "What'd you wanna talk about?"
"Well it's kinda funny you mention parents cause - -" Devin abruptly stopped talking and appeared concerned when Carrie suddenly raised a hand to her mouth.
Carrie just held up an index finger with the opposite hand and headed for the bathroom like she did earlier. Carrie had already started vomiting just moments after she knelt down in front of the toilet and grabbed hold of her hair. Morning sickness was the absolute worst.
Devin couldn't help but cringe at the sound of her heaving coming from the bathroom but followed her. "Are you alright?"
"Do I sound alright to you?" Carrie asked rhetorically before she went back to emptying her stomach contents - - and making the mistake of forgetting to hold her hair again.
Devin couldn't stand to see her this way but he bent down as he held her hair and gently rubbed her back.
"Just let it out," Devin muttered as he rubbed little circles on her back.
"Thanks," Carrie said as she wiped her mouth then straightened out her hair and steadily stood up before exiting the bathroom.
"No problem," Devin replied as he followed her downstairs. "Even if it's not the first time I've held your hair while you threw up, it really sucks seeing you like that."
"Ugh," Carrie groaned once she and Devin sat on the couch. "The feeling itself is pretty crappy too. Fun little fact: It doesn't just happen in the morning and if I'm lucky it'll probably fade away sometime soon,"
"You should probably eat something," Devin suggested.
"No way. After that little episode that's the last thing I wanna do,"
"Come on Carrie, before we left the doctor did say that it'll relieve nausea."
"Well, that depends on what exactly," Carrie explained. "Considering that there are certain foods that I can't eat and other foods that'll just make me puke it back up later."
"What doesn't make you feel like you're gonna puke then?"
"I do have yogurt."
"Comin' right up," Devin said before he walked into the kitchen.
"You excited about basketball season?" Carrie asked as she sat up straight.
"Hell yeah. But it's so surreal that it's our last season."
Carrie just laughed a little. "Yeah, time surely flies."
"Speaking of sports, you might as well oughta tell Heather you'll have to quit cheer," Devin told Carrie as he came back into the living room with a yogurt cup and spoon. Carrie just rolled her eyes while smirking as she took the cup and spoon before she dug in.
"Right, anyways what did you wanna discuss?"
"Well, it's due to the fact that you're officially pregnant and of course neither of our parents knows about the baby or the fact that we plan on keeping it."
"Right, we gotta tell them soon," Carrie sighed before shoving another spoonful into her mouth. "I'm dreading it."
"I'm not really too crazy about having to do this either but they're gonna have to know either way. Plus you did say that there was a lot to take care of and this is part of that."
Carrie stood up, Devin followed suit. "I know, I'm just really nervous about this. I mean I told you how my mom reacted when she knew I was having sex right?"
"Yeah," Devin replied. "She freaked out and apparently took out away your birth control. We were still responsible."
"Well regardless of that, her reaction to this pregnancy is gonna be 10 times worse!" Carrie threw her arms up. "I mean we're 17, we're still in high school and we're not even married."
"Relax," Devin gently grabbed Carrie's wrists before lowering her arms to her sides. "Stress isn't good for you or the baby. Plus it's not like we even planned on having a baby this early."
"True." Carrie rubbed her arm. "But since we're gonna tell them soon, I say we should at least start with at least one of them. Just so the atmosphere isn't entirely too heavy."
"That's not a bad idea actually," Devin mused. " Tomorrow's the start of a new week so we can start with telling my parents first."
"Tomorrow?" Carrie inquired.
"If that works for you of course," Devin scratched his head.
"It actually does, really."
"Great, see you tomorrow."
Carrie looked up at Devin with a smile. "Alright. I love you."
"Love you too," Devin kissed Carrie on the forehead before leaving.
After Devin left, Carrie sat back on the couch and continued to eat her yogurt before turning on the tv. Despite the circumstances, Carrie felt a tiny bit relieved. While she couldn't have been happier about Devin being there for her, she was still nervous about having to tell their parents about her pregnancy along with their plans regarding the baby and how they would take the news.