Chapter 45: Phone Call

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Chapter 45: Phone Call


Andy's POV

*One Month Later*

"I go on tour in a month." I told Scarlette during a commercial break while we were watching TV.

"Oh, okay." She sighed and I rolled my eyes. "What!"

"You can't even hide that you hate me going on tour."

"Yeah, being a single parent isn't fun!"

"Oh my god Scar, you're not a single fucking parent! I'm just working! Are military spouses single parents?"

"Oh, so now you're a hero?"

"Jesus Scarlette." I groaned.

"I'm going to the bathroom." She said, standing up and putting her glass of wine on the coffee table. She left the room and I heard the bathroom door close. I sighed and leaned on my elbow, watching the commercials. The phone rang and I picked it up without looking at who it was.

"Hello?"

"Hello. This is an automated call from the Planned Parenthood of West Hollywood. We are calling to remind Scarlette Biersack of your appointment on Friday, August 20th." I heard the line click and I raised my eyebrow.

"What the fuck?" I questioned out loud, pulling the phone away from my ear to realize I had picked up Scarlette's phone by accident. I put it down and chewed on my lip, spacing out.

"Andy! You good?" Scarlette questioned as she sat back down and took a sip of her wine.

"Why do you have an appointment at a Planned Parenthood?"

"Excuse me?"

"You just got a call for a reminder of your appointment." I said, starting to get angry as all of the possibilities raced through my head.

"Why are you going through my phone?" She asked, snatching it from where I had placed it down on the couch.

"I answered it without looking to see whose phone it was! I'm sorry for doing that, but I believe you have something to tell me."

"Can I not have a doctor's appointment?"

"You can, and you have plenty of regular doctors that you're established with and good health insurance. You shouldn't need a clinic."

"The service I need isn't provided by my doctor."

"You need to tell me right now because my head is going to all of the worst possible scenarios."

"I don't need to tell you anything about my health."

"You are my wife, damnit!" I snapped. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'm getting an abortion." She said quietly as she took a sip of wine. My heart dropped and then my sadness turned into anger.

"You're pregnant? Why the fuck are you drinking?" I asked as I snatched the glass of wine from her hand and put it on the side table on my side of the couch.

"Did you not just hear me? It doesn't matter if I drink if I'm not keeping the baby."

"When exactly were you planning to tell me any of this?"

"The goal was never."

"You were just going to kill our baby and not say anything to me?" I shouted.

"It's not your choice so why does it matter?"

"It's my baby!" I cried out, tears coming to my eyes.

"But it's my body! I don't want to be pregnant again! Last time was so bad, I'm not having another baby! I'm not going through that depression cycle again!"

"You might not have it this time!"

"It's likely that I will and I'm not waiting to find out."

"When were you going to tell me you didn't want anymore kids?"

"When it came up." She shrugged.

"Oh my god, how do you just not care?"

"I've had time to weigh my options and think about it."

"Well, I would've loved the same but you just couldn't fucking care enough to loop me in! Last month, we just agreed that you would keep me in the loop. That you would stop lying! That you would fucking tell me things!"

"Andy, this isn't your decision! It's my body, I get to decide if I ruin it with pregnancy or not. When you figure out how to get pregnant, then be my guest!"

"It's my child!"

"It doesn't change the fact that it's my body! If I don't want to, I don't have to!"

"Just talk to me Scarlette!" I cried. "How do you not realize that you're being so selfish and uncaring?"

"I'm being selfish? You're trying to force me to have a baby I don't want!"

"I just want us to have a conversation! God, Scarlette! I feel like I have whiplash! You expect me to hear that you're getting an abortion and I have to be okay with it right away? Just give me some fucking time, damnit!"

"I'll give you some fucking time." She muttered, standing up. "You're not talking me out of this. I'm getting it done. I'm going to my parents' house to give us some space. Let me know when you're done freaking out." She said, walking up the stairs. 

I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down as tears streamed down my face. Tears of anger. Tears of pain. I looked over at her wine glass and picked it up, chucking it across the room. It shattered against the wall, wine dripping down the wall and onto the floor. I let out a scream, kicking the table as I started to sob.

Five minutes later, I heard footsteps on the stairs. I peered into the entry way to see Scarlette with a duffle bag over her shoulder.

"I'm leaving Kaylee with you." She said as she grabbed her keys and left the house.

"FUCK!" I screamed, throwing my head back and tugging on my hair. After about five more minutes of letting myself feel all of my emotions, I calmed down. I pulled myself off of the couch and walked upstairs. Kaylee was napping in her crib. I carefully picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, laying her on my bed. I laid next to her and hugged her close. I cried into my pillow. Something about a baby just helps you calm down. I slowly calmed myself down, looking down at Kaylee and smiling, stroking the blonde hair on her head.

"It's going to be okay." I whispered. Kaylee woke up and looked at me, pointing.

"Dada!" She giggled. I smiled and grabbed her tiny hand, stroking it with my hand. She had my bright, blue eyes. Looking at old baby pictures, she looked more like me than Scarlette at this age.

"I love you sweetheart." I said, kissing her forehead.

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