ep: 27

i know that times are rough at the moment, but please remember that you are enough, because no matter how low you consider yourself, the world is always a better place with you in it

ii – “I’m pregnant.” (27)

you can read part i here or just start from this one - they can be read alone or as part of a five chaptered fic :) send me any other numbers from here

“Come on, huckleberry! We’ll be late if you don’t hurry your ass out of the bathroom!”

“I wouldn’t still be in there if you’d spent a little less time in the shower,” Lucas retorted as he came out, drying his hands on a towel.

“My hair takes about a year to wash. What’s your excuse?” Maya raised her eyebrow daringly.

“Cleaning all of your hair out of the drain,” he feign sighed. “Hey!” He grabbed her small wrist before it could hit him on the shoulder, quickly pulling her in towards him.

“Let go,” Maya giggled, tugging her arm away. “Huckleberry!”

“Not until I get a kiss,” Lucas answered with a smirk.

Maya rolled her eyes and stood on tiptoes to give him a peck on the cheek.

“And what was that?” Lucas demanded. “Am I your mother?”

“Firstly, if you want me to kiss you properly I wouldn’t compare you to my mother, and second, my mother wouldn’t be late to such an important event.” Maya laughed.

“Important?” Lucas scoffed. “We eat dinner with Riley and Farkle every week!”

“And it’s very important to Riley that we do that.” Maya told him, glancing at the clock. “Come on, let’s go!”


Thankfully, Lucas hadn’t made them too late, and Riley was all smiles as she welcomed them into her and Farkle’s fancy apartment.

“Come in! You know where to put your coats and shoes, oh I love your dress Maya!” Riley seemed excited about something, although knowing her it was just the chocolate cake they’d be having later – Farkle’s speciality.

“Hey, Riles,” Maya smiled, feeling Lucas’s hand on the small of her back directing her in.

“Always the gentleman,” she teased as he took her coat, winking back.

“Maya!” Farkle beamed from the kitchen.

“Farkle! Love the apron,” Maya laughed. He wore a ‘kiss the cook’ apron – pink, seeing as it was actually Riley’s. As much as she loved Riley, the girl wore too much pink. It got better as she got older, but Maya dreaded to think what she’d be like with a daughter. That much pink would be sickening.

“You okay, Maya?” Lucas appeared at her side, frowning as he glanced at the girl – who had gone slightly green.

“Fine,” she pushed away the sick feeling and took Lucas’s offered hand, making their way to the couch where Zay already sat.

“Hey, Zay. Where’s Izzy?” Maya asked.

“Gone to find Farkle’s secret library,” Zay answered, with a fond eye-roll. Only Farkle would live in an apartment (a penthouse suite, but an apartment nonetheless) with a library, and only Isadora Smackle would look for it during one of Riley’s Important Friday Dinners. Farkle swore she would never find it, and Smackle was never one to back down from a challenge.

“How are things with you two?” Lucas asked Zay, and Maya sat listening to two of her favourite guys converse. She snuggled into Lucas, inhaling his familiar hay-and-cologne musk, almost drifting off to sleep. He shifted slightly so she was more comfortable, his hand drumming her arm gently.

After what felt like hours but was probably minutes, Riley’s voice was heard calling them all into the dining room.

“Come on, Maya,” Lucas’ hand rubbed her back, trying to wake her up.

“Mmmm,” was her only reply, eyes still closed.

“Maya, it’s dinner time.”

On the other side of the room, Zay was using a walkie talkie – yes, a walkie talkie – to try ad convince Smackle to come eat dinner too.

“But Izzy, you can find the room another time!”

“After dinner?” She sounded hopeful.

“After dinner we need to socialise,” Zay sighed.

“But I’m so close to finding it! Zay, I swear he moves it every time I get close, and I’m so close right now that I can’t leave it.” She said sadly.

“Izzy, we have chocolate cake for dessert.”

There was a pause. “Direct me to the dining room then, please.”

Zay laughed, giving her the directions, before glancing over to Lucas and Maya. “Why did we pick the two girls that kept us waiting before we eat?”

Lucas snorted. “I have no idea. Should’ve chosen Riley while I had the chance.”

“Luckily I snagged her before you two could,” Farkle smirked from the doorway. “Now come on, my beautiful fiancé has made dinner and you shouldn’t keep her waiting. Also, I’m starving.” He turned and walked back through the kitchen to the dining room.

“I’m sorry, Maya,” Lucas sighed. She opened one eye.

“For what?”

Without answering, he grabbed her arm and side and hoisted her up, before carrying bridal-style to the door. Zay followed the two lovebirds with a smile, and the three of them made their way to the dining room, following the smell of food.


Maya stabbed her fork into the potato, watching it crumple while the gravy flowed down it like an erupting volcano.

“Aren’t you hungry, Maya?” Riley asked, worried.

“Sorry, I just had a big lunch,” Maya smiled apologetically. “At least, my stomach seems to think so.” It was true, she’d noticed in the shower earlier that she seemed to be gaining a little weight – nothing some exercise wouldn’t fix, though.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Lucas’s hand, squeezing her knee reassuringly. Irritated, she pushed his hand away, causing him to frown.

“Maya?” He asked questioningly.

“I’m fine.” She answered coldly.

He seemed taken aback, but didn’t ask her any further questions –who did he think he was, a detective? – instead spearing his fork into his own potato harshly.

Maya went back to staring at her plate of food miserably, only looking up when someone kicked her under the table. God, who the fuck would-

Riley frowned at her worriedly, raising her eyebrows to ask if she was okay. Maya felt tears pricking at her eyes at how sweet Riley was, having to blink them away.

“You okay, Maya?” Riley asked it out loud this time, and Maya sighed.

“Fine,” she sniffed.

“Is there anything else you want to eat?”

Maya thought about it. The thought of the chocolate cake was really appealing right now, but she could wait til everyone else had finished. “It’s okay, I’ll just have some dessert. I probably just have a stomach bug. Nothing chocolate can’t fix.”

“Is chocolate the best thing for a stomach bug?” Farkle frowned.

“Yes!” Maya glared at him sharply. “Chocolate makes everything better!”

There was an awkward silence, before Zay cleared his throat. “Well, I can’t argue with that.”

Farkle looked hurt, and Maya felt bad. She had no idea where that sudden anger had come from, so she looked at Farkle apologetically. He smiled back, before grabbing his and her plate and taking it into the kitchen. Riley followed him with the rest of the plates, and when they re-entered a few moments later, he was carrying the chocolate cake.

God, it looked good.

Two layers of mouthwatering chocolatey goodness, coated in sweet melted chocolate and icing and tiny flower decorations – made of chocolate, of course. Farkle called it his ‘gooey triple chocolate mountain’. The rest of them called it heaven.

Maya couldn’t barely wait, foot tapping on the floor impatiently as Farkle sliced the cake, putting a piece on each of the six plates, while Riley added a fork and passed the plates round. Finally, everyone had a piece, and they could dig in.

Maya picked up the fork, sliding it into the cake and breaking away a massive chunk. She lifted it up and put the whole lot in her mouth, eyes fluttering closed in content.


Her eyes popped open, and her fork clattered down to the plate. Everyone looked up from their plates of hell, frowning as Maya threw a hand over her mouth and jumped up.

“Maya?” Riley stood up with a scared glance at the girl, but Maya was already on her way to the bathroom. Leaning over the toilet, she heaved over and over again. Someone was pulling her hair back from her eyes, rubbing her back comfortingly as she kneeled by the toilet, crying and vomiting all at once. Finally, she stopped.

“Oh, peaches,” Riley sighed. “This must be some bug if it makes you do that after Farkle’s chocolate cake.”

Maya sniffed, snot and tears everywhere as they sat on the bathroom floor. Riley passed her a tissue, and she cleaned up her face as best she could.

“Did you-“ Maya indicated the door, and Riley nodded.

“It’s locked. No one can come in. Now, are you going to tell me what this is all about, or is it just the bug?”

“I don’t know,” Maya sighed, resting her head on Riley’s shoulder. Riley wrapped an arm around her and squeezed her reassuringly.

“Well, what’s wrong?”

“I don’t know, I just felt sick suddenly.” Maya answered sadly.

“Was this anything to do with you getting annoyed at Lucas and Farkle?”

“I don’t know what that was,” Maya replied in despair. “I was also really tired earlier, though.”

“Hmmm.” Riley was stroking her arm reassuringly, but suddenly froze.

“Riles?” Maya lifted her head up to see her friend frowning, trying to figure something out.

“When was your last period, Maya?” Riley asked, forehead creased as she thought about something.

“I don’t know, a month ago?” Maya answered with an odd glance. “In fact, I was supposed to get it-“ she stopped suddenly.


“Two weeks ago.” Maya’s forehead was creased now too. “I’ve just been so busy that I forgot to check. You don’t think…” she trailed off.

The girls sat in silence for a moment, neither wanting to be the one to say it.

“Am I… Could I be…” Maya whispered, more to herself than anything else.

“Take a test,” Riley suggested.

“Have you got any?” Maya asked, taking Riley’s blush as a yes.

“Farkle and I were trying,” Riley looked down, face heating up.

“Riley?! Why didn’t you tell me?!” Maya squealed, grabbing her friend in a hug.

“I was going to tell you today!” Riley answered with a small smile. “But apparently I might not be the only one. Hadn’t you better get that checked out?”

“Oh, right.” Maya stopped, remembering the current situation.

Riley opened the cupboard doors to pass her a test, before making her way to the door and unlocking it. She turned back to Maya. “Good luck.”

Maya nodded, unable to speak. Riley shut the door behind her, and Maya knew she didn’t have to go unlock it – Riley would be standing there, guarding the door, desperate to know the results.

She quickly pulled out the test from its box and followed the instructions, the third one being ‘wait two minutes’.

Great. Two minutes for her mind to go crazy.

She couldn’t be a mother! She was only twenty two! She and Lucas weren’t even married, or even engaged! What would her mom think? What would Shawn think? What would Lucas think?!

Oh, god. Lucas. She hadn’t even thought of him. It was his child too, after all. Would he want her to keep it? Did she want to keep it? What if they wanted different things? Would he leave her? They’d been dating since their senior year of high school, somehow managing to survive long distances while at uni, but would they survive this?

Maya glanced at the clock. Thirty seconds left. The last thirty seconds of her life where she wouldn’t be a mom.

There was a knock at the door. “Maya?”

“Come in,” she called, and the door opened.

“Well?” Riley peeked her head around the door.

Bracing herself, Maya took a deep breath before plucking up the courage to look down at the test in her hands.

“It’s positive.”

“What?” Riley looked shocked, just as Maya felt.

“I’m pregnant.”