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As she went to sit down once again she felt a pain shoot across her abdomen, her hand finding Mark’s arm to steady herself as she looks at him in panic, “something is wrong” she said with fear in her voice as she looked around the room at the roaring crowd, trying to find the nearest exit. “What’s wrong?” “Do you have your car?” she grabbed her jacket and winced again, her hand still on his forearm as she lets out a short groan of pain. “It’s in the parking lot,” He helped her stand up straight, his hand finding the small of her back as he navigated them through the crowd and out into the entrance of Yost.

“Where do you need me to take you?” “The hospital,” she said, her chest tight with anxiety as she stopped in the doorway of the building to let a wave of pain wash over her again.

Mark sat wide-eyed as the doctor lifted her shirt to expose her growing bump, “and the pain is around this general area on both sides” the woman asked the girl nodded, tears in her eyes as the doctor pushed on her stomach.

“It looks to me like your fast jumping movement slightly tore one of the ligaments in your stomach that are helping to support your bump, nothing too detrimental and nothing harmful to your baby” The woman took off her latex gloves and fixed the young girls shirt to cover up her stomach, “just take it easy for a few weeks, lots of rest, and lots of ice”

“Are you the father?” She smiled at the boy who looked disassociated mixed with shock as his eyes stayed on the girls now very noticeable bump. “No, he’s not, just a good friend” she laughed and waved her hand in front of the boy’s face, “I hadn’t told him I was pregnant till we got to the waiting room” she laughed and tapped Mark's arm to make him look at the doctor.

“Well whatever you are to her, make sure she stays off her feet and especially no heavy lifting” She smiled as Mark slowly nodded his head followed by a panicked Philippe running into the room.

“What happened?” He asked as the door swung shut behind him, he walked over to the side of the hospital bed, her hand now in his grasp as he looked over at the doctor “Is the baby okay? Is she okay?” “You must be the father?” The doctor asked with a laugh as the two of them nodded, Mark’s jaw dropping as he watched the girl look over at him sitting in the chair next to her bed a slightly overwhelmed expression on her face as she looked back at the doctor who re-explained the prognosis to Phil.

Mark’s chest filled with jealousy as he watched the two of them argue about her no longer being allowed to games, to which she debated that it was a stupid idea and that she’d just be more careful. “Can I interrupt for a second?” Mark asked as he looked between the two, “so like you guys are having a baby? This is like a thing” His brows furrowed as he motioned between the two. Her face flushed and a laugh left her lips, “we are not a thing, just a happy accident” she said with an awkward smile, Mark looked over to Philippe whose lips formed a straight line as he nodded.

“Congrats?”

Mark returned to his dorm the night, the sickly feeling had not left him since he departed from the hospital. “Dude, why are you so tense?” Ethan furrowed his brows at the boy who sat aimlessly staring at his computer screen, “oh my god the doctor said she okay right, she’s not like fatally ill right?” The freshman sat up in his bed as Mark looked over at him. “She’s fine, I’m just a terrible person” he groaned and dramatically flopped back onto his mattress. Ethan smiled at Mark’s theatrics, “You can’t be that bad of a person” His voice sounded amused as he watched Mark shake his head

“I don’t even know how to put it into words,” Mark groaned and looked at Ethan who was still waiting for an explanation, “I have feelings for a pregnant woman” his mouth went dry at the confession as he ran his hand over his face. Ethan’s face dropped, “oh you're fucked”

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