Risking the Long Game ✅

30. Turkey and E-Mails

Josh's POV

Thanksgiving was supposed to be my day to get away from stress but now here I am pacing my bedroom trying to decide what the right thing to do in this situation is. Mike should know, I mean it is his kid but at the same time it is Bridget's body and then of course there's the argument that after all the shit Mike has put Maya and I through he doesn't deserve a say but I know that one is immature and selfish.

"Hon you're going to burn a hole in the floor" Topanga chuckles as she stands in my doorway. "What's wrong?"

"No matter how much of a dick a person is they still should have the right to know they knocked a girl up right?" I ask curiously making Topanga's eyes widen.

"Um" she stutters.

"Bridget is knocked up. It's Mike's. She wants to get an abortion, and she wants me to take her. I just. I'm having a moral dilemma. This dick took naked pictures of my girlfriend but he still has the right to know that he got Bridge pregnant doesn't he? But at the same time it's Bridget's body and it's her choice and" I trial off as Topanga steps into the room, putting her hands on my arms.

"Invite Bridget tonight. I'll talk to her."

"Invite her? To Thanksgiving? With my girlfriend?"

"Honey it'll be okay" she assures me. "Make the call" she adds as she heads back down to the kitchen.

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Maya's POV

"You ready to head out?" my mom asks as she peeks her head into my bedroom while I'm getting ready to head over to Thanksgiving at the Matthews'.

I look down at my red long sleeved dress with a pair of black stilettos, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Mhm" I smile as I grab my clutch from my dresser. "Let's go" I smile as I follow her to the living room. We meet up with my dad and head out to the car. The ride to the Matthews' is short and I rush out of the car, yanking open the door only to be shocked when my eyes land on Bridget standing beside Topanga by the stove.

"What the hell?" I mutter under my breath making my mom nudge my side. I give her an annoyed look before stepping further into the room, stripping off my jacket and deciding to step out of my shoes as Josh walks down the steps.

"Maya" he says, his eyes widening in panic. "Can we talk?" he asks quickly as he rushes over to me, taking my hand.

"I don't know if I want to" I reply angrily but his blue eyes look pleadingly into mine making me break. "Ugh fine" I sigh as I allow him to pull me upstairs into his bedroom. He closes the door behind him and leans against it while I step further into the room.

"This better be good" I say bluntly.

"She's pregnant Maya" he says sending my head spinning, my whole world collapsing in on itself.

"What?" I ask softly, my eyes widening as my heart falls.

"Oh my god. No" he says suddenly as he steps towards me, placing his hands on my shoulders. "It's not mine" he says quickly making my heart return to it's normal rhythm.

"Next time start with that" I reply with a sigh of relief.

"Sorry" he apologizes as his hands rub my arms comfortingly.

"Babe that doesn't explain why she's here" I point out as he nods, taking a step back from me.

"It's Mike's" he explains as my eyes widen.

"Do you ever feel like we're living in a soap opera?" I ask seriously as I run my fingers through my hair.

"You have no idea" he sighs. "She doesn't wanna tell Mike. Topanga thinks she can talk her into it" he explains. "I didn't want her here. She is the last person I wanted here. I wanted tonight to be amazing" he says softly as he steps back towards me, caressing my cheek.