Page 104 of The Last Man on Earth
I stare at my sister in disbelief. “You know what’s funny? I joked about that to myself early on. That Daddy might do that.”
She nods. “He did it. He said he knew you were still out there. He could feel it.”
She stares at my belly, but she doesn’t say anything about the elephant in the room.
Mom and Daddy walk in. Both of their eyes are red and puffy.
“I’m coming down to eat,” I say. “Just slow moving.”
“No rush,” Daddy says. “Whenever you’re ready.”
It’s silent for a beat, and then I blurt it out.
“Whatever y'all are thinking, just say it. Get it out of the way.”
They exchange looks.
“Say what?” Shara says.
I shoot her a look. “About me being pregnant.”
Mom smiles at that. “What’s there to say? We all know where babies come from.”
“Yeah, but—“
“We got time to deal with all that,” Daddy says. “Right now, we just want you to relax and rest.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose, irritated for a reason I can’t put my finger on. “Where’s my phone?”
They exchange more looks.
“Are you sure?” my mother asks.
“Yep. I’m sure.”
A minute later, she hands it over.
A few seconds after it powers up, notifications flood the screen.
The first one being a text from Vincent.
I won’t even waste time wondering how he got my number. The important thing is that he’s already on some bullshit.
Why u leave w/o saying bye
I swipe it away and scroll aimlessly, trying not to think, and since Instagram is a great place to be mindless, it get my attention first.
Not even three scrolls down, I see it:
Rapper Villain Found Alive with Pregnant Flight Attendant after 268 Days
My stomach drops.
Ashara frowns knowingly, then looks at my parents, who exit the room quickly.
“Okay, they’re gone,” she says. “I’m asking.”
“Well, obviously it’s his baby.”
