Last Things First by Emily M & Cassandra F (best novels of all time txt) 📕

1. Chrisily

"James stop it. I'm going to be sick."
"Sorry babe. This is just...wow.'
"I know." I watched as James paused ad fiddled with the drawstrings of his sweater. He ran his fingers through his hair and resumed pacing. Which made me feel worse.
"Are you sure?"
"James. It's right here."
"But those aren't always accurate..."
"James! This is the fourth test I've done! It's not wrong."
He sighed and ran his hands over his face.
"Seriously babe, my head is starting to spin."
"I'm sorry." He came over towards me and wrapped his arms around me. Just as quick as he came over, he had gotten up and wnt over to his dresser. He opened the drawer and pulled out a small stack of white papers.
"What are those babe?" James held them up and anded them to me.
"They are resumes. When you told me that you thought you were pregnant,I knew you wouldn't be able to work past six months so I'm applying for another job."
"What> But James, you are doing an APPRENTICESHIP. You can't take aother job.."
"I can talk it out with Doran. He'll understand hopefully." He exhaled and started to run his hands through his hair and stopped halfway.
"Sorry." He came back towards me and put his arm around my shoulder.
"Babe, want to come with me when I hand these out? I'd be leaving now though."
"Yeah- do you think we could.." He finished my sentence.
"Go to the clinic?"
"Yeah, it's open today. They make doctors appointments.
"Okay lets go."
* * *
The clinic was welcoming but at the same time a little uncomfortable. The waiting area was painted a pale blue, the walls were lined with fabric chairs. I could feel James' hand intwinewith mine. I squeezed his hand and we walked up to the secratery. She was petite. Cute short curly hair framed her face along with big glasses that suited her.
"Hi. How can we be of service to you today?" She smiled.
"I, ummmm, wanted to know if we could see a doctor, and do a pr-pregnancy test..." Her face dropped a little and she looked concerned, but she nodded and smiled.
"I can have Dr.Harwood take you now if you'd like."
James squeezed my hand. We both nodded and she pointed down a hallway.
"Second door on the left. Dr.Harwood will be in momenterily."
"Thanks." I gave her a half smile. We walked through the hallway. I was about to open the door, but James beat me to it. He held it open for me and gave me his crooked smile that love. It was a typical doctors office. There was two chairs and the padded bench with the sheet of annoyingly loud paper spread across it. I sat down on the bench and cringed at the sound of the paper. James chuckled. He stood beside me instead of sitting. He was still holding my hand. He looked at me, cupped my face in his hands and brought it towards his face.
"Babe. Everything will be okay. I promise. If he says you're pregnant, we'll figure something out, and we'll tell your parents. Together." He tucked my side bangs behind my ear, and kissed my forehead. I felt safe. Ironic in this situation. Dr.Harwood walked in and gently shut the door behind him.
"Hello. My name is Dr.Harwood. I understand that you two want to do a pregnancy test, correct?" He had a husky but gentil voice. James answered.
"Yes sir. Chrisily has allready done four pregnancy tests at my place. They all said positive. But we wanted a Doctor's opinion."
"I understand. But before I get Chrisily to do the test, I'm going to ask a few questions, that alright?"
"No, go ahead." My voice was small and quiet.
"Alright, when was the last time you had sex?" James answered that one.
"A week and a half ago. It was on Thursday, I picked her up from work." I odded.
"Alright, when were you expecting your next period?"
"Ummm, five days ago."
"Okay, well I'm going to get you to go across the hall and fill this cup, and then come back in here so we can see the result." He handed me the cup. I did as instructed. When I returned to the office. James took my free hand as I handed Dr.Harwood the cup. He took it and turned around to the counter. He dunked a small white strip int it. After a few minutes passed, Dr.Harwood turned around. I squeezed James' hand and he squeezed mine in return. Dr.Harwood opened his mouth.
"It's possitive. So it means you are pregnant. I'll have my receptionist schedual you in three wees." We all left the room. James went to the secratery and made our appointment. We walked slowly to his car and got in. We sat in the clinic's parking lot for what seemed like hours but was only minutes. James was the one to break the silence.
"Ummm, she put us down for April 1st. Ironic eh Babe?" I looked up giving him a half smile.
"Where were you thinking of applying?"
"Well I had 2 places in mind. The flower shop a few blocks from your high school, and the other is... well actually whereevver is hiring."
"Oh. Alright." We pulled up to the Butcher Shop. I waited in the car while James went in and talked to Doran. I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up, it was dark and we were pulling up into my driveway. The street lights were on allready, so I guess it was 9:00 ish allready.
"C? You awake hun?"
"Yeah, do you mind if I stayed the night at your house? I know if I goin there, they'll get it out of me, and I'm not ready for that yet..." I was staring into his eyes when he leaned over and kissed my forehead.
"You're more than welcome to. Are you going to get clothes or you want to borrow a shirt?"
"Can I borrow a shirt?"
"Yah, no problems there." The car was put into reverse, and we drove to James' house.
When we walked in, his parents were smoking pot and inhaling computer cleaner'dusting' to get high.The smell of that always mkesmy stumache flip, but it was worse now. James hurried me downstars t his room. It was the only room in his house that was drug and cleaner free. Most importantly, the only spot that didn't have contaminated air.
"I'm exhausted!" I collapsed on his bed and let out a long yawn. James laughed and pulled of his shirt revealing his abs. Man, he always gave me butterflys when he did that. I pulled off my blue t-shirt and my skinnies. I was in my underwear and a tank top. James turned the light off and go in got in beside me. His arm found it's way around my waist, and pulled me agianst him. I turned on my other side so I'd be facing him. "I love you James."
"I love you too."


2 -James
"So when do you think we should tell your parents?" She was fiddiling with her fingers and looking at her lap. She hasn't ben able to look at me in the eyes for more than three seconds since we found out she was pregnant.
"I don't know James."
"We have to tell them for sure after the ultra sound..." This was weird. I haven't seen her like this efore. She nodded.
"I know it's hard, but we have to think positive about this. Alright?" She snapped her head up.
"I know, but how? I mean I can't even look at my parents right now." This was really eating at her. It's not being pregnant that's eating at her, it's tellingher parents that she is.
"Well untill you want to tell them , you can stay here."
"Yeah but I have to get clothes, could we get them now?" Before I could say yes, I heard her stumache grawl. She put her hand over it and mummbled "Shut up."
"How long have you been hungary?"
" I don't know, maybe three hours..."
"What?! Three hours? Okay, We're getting you something to eat first hen we'll get your clothes."
"Okay." She got up from my bed and came over to me andgave me a kiss on the cheek. I smiled.
"So, chinease, McDonalds, whereever you want to go tell me." I kissed her forehead. There it was. The smile I've been waiting all day to see made it's appreance across her face.
"Ummmm, how about the Italian restaurant on main?" Figures. Chrisily's favourite type of food was italian.
"You got it C." I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and led her to the car.
* * *
It smells like tomatoes and pasta in here.
"So what do you and the baby want to eat?" She smirked at me.
"Ummm, we would like spaghetti and meatballs?" Classic.
"That's classic" I made a face at her when she was taking a sip of he water, I ended up wearing it when she spit it out by accident. Well that's what she saidit was atleast.
"I'm so sorry James. I swear I didn't mean to do that."
"It's okay babe. It was my fault. I'm the one who made the face when you were drinking." She giggled.
"So how shouldwe tell your parents that you're pregnant? Personally, I think we should take them to A&W and get them a grama and grampa burger and get us the mama and papa burger..." She laughed. Again! I need to work on my timing cause I got hit by a wave of water.
"Sorry. Again. But I think that would be a great way of telling them! But not untill the day of the ultrasound okay? I made her smile with the A&W idea so let's go with it.
"Okay, are you sure one week is enough time for you to be ready to tell them?" She nodded.
"Alright. I think it will be interesting to see their reactions if they catch on." She giggled.
"Ummm, are we keeping the baby, or is adoption up on the table..." her voice grew small as she asked that.
It's a huge choice either way. It's early and everything, but I'm ready, how about you?" She had a confused look on her face.
I thought for sure you would of said adoption..." her words looked as if they had a sour after taste 'cause she made a face as if someone had squeezed lemon juice in her mouth.
"It's not just my decision, it's yours too. So hatever you choose, I'll back you up on."
"I, ummm, was actually thinking of, uhh" I think she wants to keep our baby.
"of adoption." It sonded like she was sounding the word out. Unsure of how it would sound to me or something.
"You sure?" Before I could finish, she jumped in again.
"Not really, but I'm only 16 and you're only 19! Everything would be more complicated. Me trying to fnish high school and go to college, money issues, housing issues." I haven't tld her that I've been looking at houses in our town. I wanted