“Practice”
Justin’s POV
I’m lying in bed, it’s still early and I don’t have classes until noon today, but right now I’m honestly thinking about skipping out on school today. My stomach is flip-flopping like crazy.
I wiggle around in my spot for a few minutes before I can’t wait any longer. Quickly, I get out of bed and make a mad dash for the bathroom. Falling in front of the toilet, I lose all of what I had to eat the night before. Holy shit! That was disgusting. Finally, when I’m sure there is nothing left in my stomach to heave up, I slowly get off the floor and wash out my mouth and brush my teeth.
Just as I walk back into the bedroom, there is a knock at the door. Glancing at Brian, I’m reassured that he slept through my heaving session and make my way to the door. Pulling it open I can’t help but smile when I see Levi and Gus standing there.
“I’m sorry to bother you guys, but I have a huge meeting this morning and the sitter called with the flu.” Levi told me, sounding panicked.
Thinking back to what I just did in the bathroom, I wonder if I’m also contagious. “I would love to watch Gus, but I’m not sure if I’m sick or not.”
When Levi looks at me confused, I feel like I should clarify what I meant. “I just got sick. I don’t feel sick anymore, or have a fever or anything, but I’m just telling you that I could be coming down with something too.”
He sighs, and takes a deep breath. “I’m sure everything will be fine. Gus takes vitamins and his immune system is fine.”
“Me strong Jus’in “ Gus says, jumping out of his daddy’s arms, flexing his arms to show me his muscles.
Laughing, I kneel down in front of the little boy. “So, you want to come spend a day with Justin and Dad?”
“YEAH!” He yells and starts to jump around the loft.
Levi looks at me sympathetically and hands me a back pack of stuff. “He’s potty trained now, which Brian knows, but there are some extra clothes in here just in case he has an accident, which he does often.” He said making a face.
I laugh. “He’s still young, it’s ok.”
Nodding Levi walks over and whispers something to Gus before giving him a great big hug goodbye.
Once Levi is gone I smile at Gus. “What would you like to do?”
Gus shrugs his shoulders and looks around the loft. “Where Dad?”
“He’s still asleep. He needs his rest because of your baby brother.” I say, pointing towards the bedroom.
This causes Gus to smile as he continues to look around the room. Finally, his eyes land on the TV. “Me watch Blues Coos?” He asks jumping up and down at the sound of the name of his favorite TV show, even though he was the one that said it.
I nod and walk over to turn the TV on, my stomach starting to feel weird again. Taking a few deep breaths, I regain my composure and get the DVD Brian had bought, going.
Once I’m sure Gus is happily watching the show I walk up the few stairs to the bedroom and sit down on the edge of Brian’s side. “Bri, honey, wake up please.”
He blinks a few times, but finally wakes up, looking at me with still sleepy eyes. “Hmm?”
Taking a deep breath, I look pointedly at the living room. “Levi came over asking us if we would watch Gus. He’s in the living room watching Blue’s Clues right now.”
Brian nodded and turned back over, intent on going back to sleep.
“I’m not sure if I can watch him today though, I think I’ve got the flu.” I continue.
Instantly, Brian gets a concerned look on his face. “You’re sick?”
I nod my head, just when my stomach starts to flop inside my gut again. I quickly run to the bathroom and toss whatever was left to the point I’m dry heaving. When I’m done I flop to the ground and see Brian crouching next to me the best he can.
“You need to go back to bed, I’ll worry about Gus.” He says, wiping my face with a wet wash cloth.
All I do is nod my head and slowly creep back to bed. God, this wasn’t going to be a fun day.
*****@****
Brian’s POV
Once Justin is back in bed, I waddle my way into the living room, to find Gus bouncing up and down to one of the annoying songs that idiot Steve is singing about.
“Hey there Sonny boy, you having fun?” I ask as I sit down next to him on the couch.
Gus nods at me, but doesn’t turn his head from the video. Hopefully, he will stay like this for the rest of the day, so I don’t have to be jumping all over the place.
Just then, I hear Justin move around in the bedroom. When I hear the bathroom door slam shut, I know that he’s getting sick again.
Hearing the bathroom door Gus turns to me, worry in his eyes. “Justin ick?”
I nod my head and pull Gus onto my lap. “We’ve got to be extra nice to Justin today, he isn’t feeling good.”
It looks like Gus is thinking hard about what I said, but it makes me smile even more when I hear what he says.
“Justin say, I’s gota be good cuz you feel ucky cuz of my baby bwother.”
“Yeah, I do feel a little icky because of your baby brother, but I’m doing a lot better then Justin is right now.”
*****@*****
Justin’s POV
This is getting ridiculous. I’ve been in the bathroom heaving for the last fifteen minutes. Something isn’t right. I can’t remember a time when I’ve been this sick before. Some how I manage to get up off the bathroom floor and out to the bedroom. Walking to stand at the top of the stairs I clear my throat before speaking.
“Bri.”
When he turns to look at me the worry in his eyes is massive. Makes me wonder how terrible I look. “Jesus, Justin you’re as white as a ghost.” He exclaims, standing up as fast as he can. Within seconds he’s at my side feeling my forehead. “Did you take something you shouldn’t have?”
I shake my head and lean against him. I, all of a sudden, don’t have the energy to stand on my own anymore.
“I’m gunna call Levi and Mel. Tell them to come get Gus and then we’re going to the doctor.” He says, already walking back to where Gus is still watching his movie.
“Don’t worry about Gus, just bring him with us.” I manage to say.
I can tell he has to think about this for a second, but finally he gives in and we’re on our way to the doctors. Things were going pretty well. I wasn’t feeling sick thankfully and Gus was happily sitting in the back seat singing a song to himself. That was until we were about ten minutes from my doctors office and I hear Gus wiggling around in his car seat. I look back and he has a funny look on his face.
“Gus, you ok. You’re not going to get sick are you?” I ask, worried that I’ve given the little boy my bug.
He shakes his head and his little hand goes to rest on his crotch. Shit, now I know what the problem is. Levi had said that he was pretty much potty trained now.
“Brian, I think we have a problem.” I whisper, glad that my stomach was still behaving itself.
We’re at a light so he turns to look at me, and I’m sure he’s automatically thinking that I’m trying to say that I’m going to throw up. I smile and shake my head. “I’m fine…but I don’t think our little man is doing so great. He’s doing a dance.” I say, thinking he would get the hint, which of course he doesn’t.
“Huh?”
Rolling my eyes I go for the blunt approach. “He needs to go potty.”
I watch as Brian’s eyes light up and he glances back to see a look of pure concentration on Gus’ face. He groans and looks like he is trying to remember something. “Was he wearing those pull up things, or real underwear?”
“How am I supposed to know that. Why don’t you ask him?”
When saying that I wasn’t exactly expecting Brian to do that, but he actually does.
“Sonny boy, do you need to go potty?”
When Gus nods his head like crazy, I know that the poor little guy is ready to explode. Brian sees this too and sighs.
“Are you wearing the big boy undies like you showed me at your house? Or are you wearing something else?” Brian asks him, as he continues to drive, going a little faster this time, which isn’t making my stomach feel too good.
“Bri, slow please, him peeing in the car wouldn’t be as bad as me puking in it.” I mumble, taking deep breaths.
“Me…wear…pull up…Papa say better since me going to Dad’s house.” Gus responds to Brian’s question, and both of us take a deep breath and let out a big sigh of relief.
I turn around and look at the little boy. “Honey, we aren’t very close to a potty. Do you think you can wait until we get to the doctors office?”
I can tell he’s trying to think about this and he nods his little head, but I can tell he is nervous about that. Turning to Brian I whisper. “Tell him it’s ok.”
“Tell him what’s ok?”
Rolling my eyes again, I look up to the sky praying that we can actually survive parenthood with him being so dense. “Tell him if he needs to go potty that he can. He’s going to make himself sick if he continues to hold it like he is. Little kids can get bladder infections really easily. “
At the next light he looks at me like I’m insane, but he turns around and smiles at Gus. “If you really need to go, it’s ok. You won’t be in trouble.”
Gus looks at Brian and smiles a little back at him. “Me no get tweet though.”
Brian laughs and I can’t help but laugh with them. “It’s ok Sonny boy, you can get a treat next time.”
As soon as Brian says this, you literally could see a content look wash over the little boy’s face as he does what he needed to do. I turn to look at Brian and smile. “Good going dad.”
*****@*****
Brian’s POV
I never for once in my life thought I would be giving my son permission to have an accident. Sure, he’s young and Justin was right. It wasn’t good for him to hold it to the point of pain at this point, but that doesn’t make it any less weird knowing he’s back there filling his pants. I pull into the parking lot of the doctor’s office and get out helping get Gus out of the car. When I open the door I have to take a deep breath. The kid didn’t just have to piss by the way it smells back here. He’s still got a funny look on his face, too.
“You ok?”
He looks at me and blushes a little before lowering his head. “Me go poopy in my pants.”
Seeing him look so ashamed actually makes me smile. “I know, but it’s ok, remember. You couldn’t help it. It’s dad and Justin’s fault, we didn’t ask you if you needed to go potty before we left the house.
He thinks about this for a second before holding out his arms for me to carry him.
“You shouldn’t be carrying him.” Justin says to me when we get to the other side of the jeep.
“Well, you can’t do it. You’re sick.” I point out.
Gus, seeming to sense a problem wiggled around in my arms. “Put down, me big boy and walk.”
I put him down and taking his hand, let him walk with us into the doctor’s office.
“We didn’t bring the diaper bag.” Justin points out, looking down to see Gus waddling beside us, obviously not very comfortable.
I look down and notice how bulged out the front of his sweats are. “We’ll worry about it when we get home. He’ll be ok for a few hours.”
Justin makes a face at the idea, but knows it’s all we can do.
*****@*****
Justin’s POV
Brian decided that he would stay outside in the waiting room with Gus, while I went back to see the doctor. As I wait for him to come, I look around the room and sigh. I’ve always hated doctor’s offices.
“Justin, it’s good to see you, but wish it was on better terms.” Said Doctor Owens, the doctor I’ve had since I was a little kid.
I smile the best I can and nod. “Yeah, it would be nice to be under different circumstances.”
He sits down on his little stool and gets out my chart. “So you’ve been vomiting all morning, when was the last time?”
Thinking, I look down at my watch. “About thirty minutes ago. I’m glad I survived the car ride over here.”
I watch as he writes things down on the chart. “What was the last thing you ate?”
“I had fried chicken last night at around seven. I made it myself, so I’m sure I cooked everything right.” I say not so sure why I’m getting defensive.
He laughs and nods. “I’m not saying you poisoned yourself, Justin.” He reaches into the counter and gets one of those thermometers that you put in your ear and takes my temp quickly. “Well, you don’t have a fever.”
“That doesn’t surprise me, I haven’t felt really sick, besides the fact that I can’t seem to stop throwing up.”
“When was your last period, Justin?”
I’m taken back by that question. Why would he ask me that? “I’ve been on the shot. It was making it so I didn’t have my period, so I can’t really remember.”
He looks down at my chart, and gets a confused look on his face. “The last time you were in for the shot was July, you were due for another one the end of October. So, if that is the case then you should have had your period at least this month since the medication would have lost its effect.”
My eyes are probably as wide as saucers. How could what he is saying be true. I always go and get my shots on time. I mean I’ve been on it since the month after I met Brian. That was 2 years ago. “There has to be some kind of mistake. I always go in every three months, the second week of the month.”
Doctor Owens shakes his head, still looking at the chart. You didn’t though. Sometimes it happens if something in your life has been keeping you busy.
I snort when I think back to all I’ve been doing the last few months. “Yeah, I’ve been more then a little busy.”
He laughs along with me. “Yeah, you’re daddy told me what’s been going on with you.” At my confused look he answers. “He was in here last week for Mitchell’s appointment.”
I nod and take a deep breath. “What were you trying to get at with the period comment?”
Doctor Owens takes a deep breath. “It would be stupid to ask you if you’ve been sexually active in the last three months without the shot, am I correct?”
All I can do is nod my head.
“That’s what I thought, so I think what we need to do is take some blood and just see what’s going on.”
Again I just nod my head and let him take my blood. So many thoughts are going through my head. What if I’m pregnant? What would Brain do? What would he think? God, I want him with me when I find out the results. I don’t know why, but I just need his arms around me.
“Can I go get my fiancé?” I ask the older man who I think of as family.
“Of course, I’ll go get this test run and should be back in about fifteen minutes or less.” With that, I watch him walk out of the room. Standing up, I also walk out, but instead of going towards the lab like Doctor Owens, I go out to the waiting room.
Brian and Gus are busy reading a book. Whatever it is must be pretty funny because they are both laughing.
“Brian.” I say more as a statement then a question.
He looks up and me and automatically looks worried. “What is it? Are you ok?”
I look down at my feet, trying to get the courage to say what I need to say.
Before I know it, I’m wrapped in Brian’s arms and he’s hugging me. I just hope he’ll still be hugging me once I tell him.
“What is it, Justin?” He asks again, this time looking me in the eye.
“I…I…we’re not sure yet. The doctor is running blood work right now.”
He looks even more concerned now. “Did he say what he was looking for?”
I bit my bottom lip and nod my head, then quickly look down again. It’s weird but I’m almost ashamed. I mean it’s my fault that I’m pregnant. I should have gone in and got my shot, I was irresponsible.
“Justin, look at me, please.”
I slowly look up, my bottom lip still between my teeth. “He…he thinks I’m….pr…pregnant” I whisper.
*****@*****
Brian’s POV
I don’t think I heard him correctly. Because if I did then he just told me he was pregnant. “What?”
He turns away from me. “I…I’m sorry, Brian…really, I’m sorry.” He says, starting to cry.
That’s when I know that I hadn’t heard him wrong and now he thinks I’m mad at him. Smiling a little, I reach for his arm and pull his body to mine. “Don’t you dare say you’re sorry. We’re going to be alright? Do you hear me? We will be alright!”
Just then the doctor walks up to us, sensing that Justin is already so upset he just looks at me and nods his head. That is enough for me to know the answer. Taking a deep breath, I turn Justin’s head to mine and kiss him softly on the lips. “I’m not mad at you, honey. This isn’t your fault.”
He pulls out of my arms, all of a sudden looking angry. “Yes, it is! I forgot to go and get my shot. That is my fault!”
I shake my head and pull him back to me. “Because you were worrying about me, now let me worry about you.”
There is a faint smile on his face and he nods. I think he finally understood that I wasn’t angry at him.
******@******
Once we got back to the loft Levi was waiting outside for us. We wave and Gus runs over to his daddy. “Daddy, daddy, guess what!” he exclaims.
Levi bends down to give his son a hug, automatically pulling back to look Gus in the eye. I hope he doesn’t chew the boy out for the state his pants are in.
“Gus, did you have an accident?”
I watch as Gus nods his head and I walk over to them. “It’s our fault. We had to take Justin to the doctor and didn’t have him use the potty before we left. He couldn’t hold it when we were in the car.”
Levi smiles at me. “It’s alright, Bri. I’m not going to send you to the parenting police for it.” He looks back at Gus. “What did you want to tell me?”
I laugh when Gus gets the big smile back on his face. “Jus’in have baby in tummy too!”
Levi turns to me and raises an eyebrow. “My god, you guys will sure have you’re hands full.”
Justin walks over and wraps his arms around my waist. “Yeah, but it will sure be worth it.
TO BE CONTINEUED...
