Ummmm Robby being your designated booty call 👀👀 your too young for him, too hyper for him, but he still comes over after shifts to feel you ride him, cooing at how quick he is to burst inside but still going at it. 🫦
Too young
Summary — as much as Robby wants to quit he just can’t
warnings —smut riding cum teasing age gap reader is in her 20s and Robby is in his 50s
word count—1471
A/n this was fun to do and i haven’t written smut since August
He ignores your first text.
He’s halfway through charting, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead, the hospital too bright for the hour. His eyes ache. His back aches. His patience is running on fumes.
His phone lights up against the desk.
Your name.
A single message.
Are you alive, Michael?
He exhales slowly through his nose and doesn’t open it. He just lets the screen go dark again.
He’s too old for this.
Too tired. Too responsible.
He works twelve-hour shifts. Drink black coffee. Signs off on prescriptions. Lectures residents about long-term consequences if they screw up.
He does not answer late-night texts from girls who use too many emojis and call him Doctor like it’s a dare.
The phone lights up again.
He shouldn’t look.
He looks.
I’m bored. And I miss you.
His jaw tightens.
You’re trouble.
Bright, impulsive, restless trouble.
You laugh too loud in quiet rooms. You interrupt him mid-sentence just to kiss him. You climb into his lap like it’s the most natural thing in the world like he’s not supposed to know better.
Like he doesn’t spend half his time telling himself this is a mistake.
He unlocks the phone before he can talk himself out of it.
Types three words.
Go to bed.
The typing bubble appears immediately.
Of course it does. You’ve been waiting.
He can almost see you sprawled across your couch, hair messy, lip caught between your teeth as you grin at your screen.
Come over.
He stares at it for a long time.
The hospital is quiet around him. Monitors beep in distant rooms. Someone laughs at the nurse’s station.
He should say no.
He should mute the conversation.
He should be the adult here.
Another message.
Please.
There it is.
Not dramatic. Not manipulative.
Just soft enough to get under his skin.
He runs a hand down his face. Feels the scrape of stubble against his palm. He knows exactly what happens if he goes over there.
You’ll open the door like you weren’t pacing. Like you didn’t check your reflection twice. You’ll look up at him with that bright, reckless smile and act like he wasn’t about to ignore you thirty seconds ago.
And he’ll fold.
He always does.
He grabs his keys.
The chair scrapes softly against the tile as he stands.
This is a bad idea.
He’s still thinking that as he walks out.
Still thinking it when he slides into the driver’s seat.
Still thinking about it when he starts the engine.
But he’s already driving.
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The door to your apartment clicks open just past midnight, the faint scent of hospital antiseptic clinging to Robby's scrubs as he steps inside. He's exhausted from another grueling shift, lines etched deeper around his eyes, but the moment he sees you standing in the doorway biting your lip and bouncing on your toes in nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covers your thighs, his fatigue melts away. You're too young for this, early twenties all wild energy and insatiable hunger too hyper for a man like him, pushing fifty years old. But damn if he doesn't need this, need you, to unwind in the most primal way.
"Hey, doc," you purr, launching yourself at him. Your arms wrap around his neck, legs hooking around his waist before he can even kick off his shoes. He catches you effortlessly, strong hands gripping your ass to hold you steady, his cock already twitching to life against your core through his pants. "Missed you. Long day?"
He groans, burying his face in your neck, inhaling your sweet scent. "Too long. But now..." His words trail off as he carries you toward the bedroom, your body wriggling against him, grinding down just to tease. You can feel how hard he's getting, that thick length straining for you, and it makes your pussy clench in anticipation.
By the time he dumps you onto the bed, clothes are flying his scrubs peeled off in hasty tugs, your t-shirt yanked over your head. You're naked beneath, skin flushed and eager, while he stands there in boxers, his erection tenting the fabric obscenely. You don't wait; scrambling up on your knees, you shove him back onto the mattress and straddle his hips, pinning him down with your slight weight. He's bigger, stronger, but he lets you take the lead, loving how you ride him like a storm he can't weather.
"Fuck, you're insatiable," he mutters, hands roaming up your sides to cup your breasts, thumbs flicking over your hardened nipples. You arch into his touch, then reach down to free his cock long, veined, and already leaking pre-cum at the tip. Your fingers wrap around the base, stroking firmly as you position yourself above him, rubbing the head against your slick folds.
"Only for you, Michael," you whisper, sinking down slowly at first, savoring the stretch as his girth fills you inch by inch. He hisses through his teeth, hips bucking up involuntarily, but you press a hand to his chest, controlling the pace. "Easy...let me ride you please.
You start moving, rolling your hips in a rhythm that's all energy and no restraint up and down, grinding your clit against his pelvis with each descent. The room fills with the wet sounds of your pussy taking him deep, skin slapping against skin. He's gripping your thighs hard enough to bruise, eyes locked on where you're joined, watching his cock disappear into your tight heat over and over.
It doesn't take long. He's too pent-up from the day, too addicted to your youthful vigor squeezing around him like a vice. Barely five minutes in, and his breaths come ragged, muscles tensing beneath you. "Shit... baby, I'm"
"Already?" you coo, not slowing down, your voice a mix of tease and affection as you bounce faster, chasing your own building pleasure. "Come on, burst inside me. Fill this young pussy up." Your words push him over, and he groans loud, thrusting up hard as ropes of hot cum flood you, pulsing deep. You feel every spurt, milking him with your inner walls, but you don't stop oh no, you're far from done.
He tries to catch his breath, hands slackening on your hips, but you're relentless, riding through his orgasm, your own slick mixing with his seed to make everything even messier, louder. "Keep going," you demand, leaning down to nip at his jaw, your hyper energy turning desperate now. "I need more. We both do."
Robby's eyes darken with renewed hunger, his cock still hard inside you despite the release. The age gap, your boundless stamina should wear him out, but it only fuels the fire. He flips you suddenly, reversing positions so he's on top, pounding into you with renewed vigor, chasing that shared desperation that binds you both. Your legs wrap around him, pulling him deeper, cries echoing as you both lose yourselves in the frenzy, cum leaking out with every thrust but neither caring it's all need, all heat, all yours.
The world narrows to breath and skin and the way he says your name like it’s something fragile he’s trying not to break.
It’s messy. It’s reckless. It’s exactly what he swore he wouldn’t let happen again.
You cling tighter, nails dragging down his back, and he buries his face against your shoulder like he can hide there like the rest of the world doesn’t exist outside these four walls.
Every movement feels like a confession.
Every gasp is like an admission.
You’re shaking when the edge finally hits, and he follows right behind you, a low, broken sound leaving his chest that you feel more than hear. For a second neither of you moves.
Just breathing.
Just hearts racing in sync.
You loosen your hold slowly, but he doesn’t pull away. His forehead rests against yours, breath warm, uneven.
“You’re trouble,” he murmurs, voice rough.
You smile tired, satisfied, glowing in a way that makes him look at you a little too long.
“Yet you came,” you whisper back.
He huffs something that might be a laugh, might be disbelief. His hand slides up to cradle the back of your head, thumb brushing gently through your hair now instead of gripping.
The frenzy is gone.
What’s left is softer.
Quieter.
More dangerous.
Because this part the way he stays instead of immediately pulling away is what makes it complicated.
You trace idle patterns against his chest. “You were supposed to tell me no.”
“I did,” he says.
“You always do.”
And yet he’s still here.
He presses a lingering kiss to your temple, slower this time. Intentional.
“I should go,” he says, but there’s no movement behind it.
You don’t answer. You just tighten your arms around him again, not desperate now, just certain.
Summary: You go back and reminisce on how you and Robby started and just how fast things went before coming back and facing the music on the news you just got. Jack does his best to help Robby to no avail while also revealing and showing sides of his past he had fought so hard to keep hidden
Warnings: SMUT (MDNI), toxic relationship, inaccurate medical information, mentions of pregnancy, abortion & PTSD
AN: Thank you so much to those of you who read and gave me feedback on Part 2 !! Enjoy Part 3 and please let me know what you think 💙. Remember to comment and reblog !
2 Months Ago
“Dad…..not during Dr.Robby’s shift, please” you sighed “Night shift, come on. It’s way better and plus I’m a night owl. I don’t wanna have to wake up at 4 am just to be here by 7, that’s insane.”
“Dr. Robinavitch is one of the most talented and accomplished attendings we have, he’s the best of the best and can do things most can’t. He’s rather tough because he expects perfection, you’re simply going to be helping with taking calls and answering emails. Nothing hard and nothing that will be in his way”
“My desk is literally right across from his” you pointed out “Can’t I just-”
“Go shopping and max out more credit cards on highly priced designer items ? I think not my love, so go do that I’ve asked of you and ask Dana for help if needed. I’ll meet you for lunch if I’m free if not, help yourself to the cafeteria”
You frowned “Cafeteria ?”
“Your credit cards have been locked, I will continue to pay your rent and phone bill but everything else you will earn. While this is volunteering and the hospital will not be paying you, I will. You will get paid every 2 weeks but for now this should do till then” he handed you 5 $20 bills”
“$100 for 2 weeks ? Are you serious ?” you exclaimed “Dad come on, I know I haven’t exactly been on top of things but-”
He shook his head “You graduated from college 2 years ago and you’ve done nothing so far, not to mention you’ve had your mother very upset with missing Sunday night dinners and weekly brunch with her. This is for your own good, once I see improvement then you shall get access back to your accounts. I’m doing this because I love you”
With that you simply sighed and went to give him a side hug, you walked out and headed to your desk and began your usual duties of answering emails and useless phone calls and like clockwork the devil himself made his way sitting just 3 feet away from you
“You need to be wearing pants not a dress” Robby said without looking your way “And no heels next time, you’re not working in medical but there are rules here and you need to follow them just like everybody else does, even if your father is head of neuro”
“I’ll go back to mine and change then” you stood up
“No need for that” he finally looked at you “Go get some scrubs by the lockers, you can wear those for the day and then you can come presentable tomorrow”
Making a face you shook your head almost immediately “No way, I am not wearing scrubs. Come on Dr.Robinavitch, can you just be nice for a day ? I promise ”
“I am nice, I simply want you to listen. Can you do that for me ?” he crossed his arms
“Tomorrow…please ?” you said softly with a grin “I pinky swear tomorrow I’ll come in slacks and the blazer like the others”
Robby chuckled and shook his head as he watched you offer him your pinky “Seriously ?”
You looked up at him and giggled “I swear I will”
“Fine” he murmured shaking his head “Tomorrow”
You grinned satisfied and went back to your desk, avoiding his gaze as you typed away on your computer. Robby was handsome and actually a pretty nice guy once you got to really know him underneath his rough exterior. He had always been kind and respectful and here and there he’d have lunch with your father or coffee with you when you’d stop by. Being only a few feet away from him now meant you got to push limits a bit
The next day you came in within dresscode and when you noticed him walking in you unbuttoned the first 3 buttons of your shirt and pulled it down just a bit so some cleavage would show in his direction
“Morning Dr.Robby” you smiled
“Morning little miss” he greeted as usual “Thanks for listening to the-”
Just as you had imagined he stopped right by your desk, his eyes looking down your shirt like some horny teenager who had just been caught with some porn magazine. You said nothing and continued to lazily organize some papers, acting oblivious to how close he was
When he bent down to fake tie his shoe next to you, you pushed off a pen and bent down to his eye level, “Did you forget how to tie your shoe Michael ?”
“No” he whispered
“Looks like it” you smirked
“I’m fine” he assured quickly tying his boot and standing up, putting a hand on his lower back as he grimaced slightly “Maybe not”
“Michael you need to be careful” you rolled your eyes
“Robby” he looked at you “You can call me Robby, Michael is way too formal”
“We past that ?” you asked
“I mean we’re friends aren’t we ?” he grinned
“Friends” you smiled at him
The rest of the day went by as normal and soon the days after as well, you would shamelessly flirt with Robby and he’d flirt back most of the time but he was also your friend. He showed you how to do the basics in case an emergency happened, how to convince patients to make specialty appointments and where to direct them for financial help along with making it known how well your were doing to your father which meant the most
It was your 3rd week when you had seen him off, he hadn’t told you good morning and he had been avoiding you all day. When it was the end of shift you saw him head to the stairs and decided to follow him, staying as quietly as possible as you reached the roof and watched him put his stethoscope on the railing by the edge and simply lean against it
That was all you needed, opting to walk over and place a hand on his shoulder “Rough day”
“Yeah” he rasped out “Really rough”
“I’m sorry” you hugged him much against his own will, you felt his entire body tense up when you wrapped your arms around his waist and for a second you were sure he’d shove you off him but after a bit one sole arm went around your shoulders
Robby never knew what to do with touch, he didn’t like it mostly because he never got that affection from women at least not like that, not gentle and reassuring “Thanks”
“For ?” you asked
“For being a good friend” he admitted
“Friends don’t leave friends alone during rough times” you grinned “Come on, let’s go get dinner. I know just the place”
Without putting up a fight he agreed, watching as you picked up his stethoscope and put it in your purse “I eat pretty much anything” he shrugged
“Good because we’re on a tight budget” you showed him a $20 bill “I’m treating you and that belly of yours to a big mac and a diet coke”
“You calling me fat ?” he laughed
“I’ve always liked men with meat on their bones” you shrugged
It was past 11 when you both had finally finished eating at the local McDonald's that was a street away from the hospital. He had insisted on paying at the register but you had told him it was your treat and now at the end of the night after inhaling 2 big macs, sharing 20 pieces of chicken nugget, a meal he unfortunately had with a side of ketchup of all sauce choices and 2 diet cokes you were now sharing a oreo mcflurry since the machine only had enough for one
“I think after his we might need something else quite honestly” you took some ice cream with your spoon
“I’m surprised you have any money left” Robby teased
“What can I say ? I’m a spender” you chuckled “But seriously I need like wine or something, today beat my ass and I feel embarrassed to even admit that.”
“This your first job ?” he asked
You embarrassingly nodded “Yeah it is…I know shocking”
“You’re doing more than fine, you’re doing well” he assured you “Seriously, I know it’s still hard to get used to but you’re all good. I think your dad just wants-”
“He wants me to be an adult” you nodded “One that doesn’t depend on him, one that actually does something with her life. I mean I get it, I’m a failure”
“You’re not” he looked at you “You’re everything you need to be and more. You’re capable, you’re smart and kind and very very empathetic. You’re also….you’re a lot of amazing things okay”
You rubbed your lips together and looked down at your lap for a bit before lifting your head and meeting his gaze “Do you think….do you think I’m pretty ?”
“I think you’re beautiful” he said softly
“Thanks” you blushed
This was his chance and he finally took it, “I have a bottle of wine at mine if you wanna come over ? Not too far from here actually”
“I’d love that” you grinned at him
Somewhere along the lines after making it to his house his hands were on your ass with yours around his neck, hungrily kissing him as you stumbled up his stairs and down the hall to his room. He lifted you up with an arm while you wrapped your legs around his waist and moaned as he kissed down your neck and chest laying you down on his bed
He then moved his hand inside your pants, desperate for your touch. Toying with it, he slowly creeped his hand inside and began to gently rub “Tell me to stop and I will…”
“I….I…oh-” you moaned into his mouth, feeling his fingers find your clit “Th-That feels s-so g-good” you stuttered out
“You’re so wet” he sucked in your bottom lip, pressing his forehead against yours “Can I please taste you…please…please let me taste you”
You simply nodded as your lashes fluttered, as far as you knew you were in a dream. A dream where Michael Robinavitch was begging you to taste you, a dream that you didn’t wanna ever wake up from
Robby wasted no time removing your pants and thong, he was more than ready as he lowered his face and kissed just above it first making you mewl in response “You’re so perfect, even your pussy is perfect” he whispered as he traced down the slit with his finger slowly then inserted it, causing your thighs to immediately close together at the sensation
“It’s okay” he murmured kissing one “I’m taking my time with you, you’re so fucking perfect, I wanna taste you and feel you slowly, I wanna enjoy you”
As soon as he felt you open your legs again he once again lowered his face, this time tasting you. He groaned as he lapped up your juices, you tasted so sweet. You were heaven and by your own sounds he know you were enjoying it too
“Oh fuck” you moaned loudly beginning to pant and moving your hands down to his head “Yes…please keep going”
He felt himself get hard at your sounds and began gently sucking on your clit, a move that made you go crazy as you squirmed beneath his hold
“Oh fuck, oh fuck me” you cried loudly, your eyes rolling back when he inserted his fingers “Just like that”
He loved how vocal you were, he loved that you were enjoying it. He lifted his head up as he continued to rapidly finger you and watched your breasts bounce as you moved your body with his hand. Like the rest of you, they were the best tits he had seen.His mouth watered at the thought of being able to touch them
“I-I n-need t-to p-pee” you murmured suddenly, catching your breath “I don’t wanna stop though, it feels so good”
“You don’t need to pee” he responded continuing his pace and gently pushing down on your stomach “Let go, it’s okay”
You nodded and tried to hold on as long as you could, when you couldn’t take it anymore you came with a high pitched moan, your body ferociously shaking. In response Robby watched in awe, your body convulsing as your pussy continued to squirt, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen
After you caught your breath he scooted up and kissed down your chest, when he got to your tits he swirled his tongue around each nipple and began to suck carefully. When he heard you moan again he knew he was doing something you liked, all that was left was feeling you
“I don’t have a condom” he admitted with a pant “Fuck”
“No” you said quickly as you held his shirt “Just pull out, I’m on the pill”
“You sure ?” he asked
“Robby just fuck me, I’m literally throbbing” you whimpered
He positioned himself and glided in, groaning as he felt you finally. You were in doggy position, a look of pure ecstasy in your eyes as you gripped the sheets, your moans filling up the room
“I knew you’d be filthy” he smirked as he gave your ass a slap “Fuck you’re tight”
The words couldn’t even escape your mouth as he moved to firmly hold the back of your neck, you knew what he wanted to do and you was more than ready to take things up a notch
“Be rough with me” you panted “No one’s fucked me in so long, I need it. If I want you to stop I’ll say stop but just keep going” you grinded your ass against him as he finally took initiative and shoved your face deep into the mattress, he was fucking you fast and rough and you could barely handle it
The sound of skin hitting skin filled the room along with his groans and your whines, you could barely function as he continued to pound into you, your knuckles white from how tight you were gripping onto the bed sheets. He was fucking the life out of you and he knew it
“Your pussy feels so fucking good” he panted as he gripped yout hips “Fuck you feel so good”
“Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop” you whined
You could see your reflection in the nearby mirror when he let go of your neck and it turned you on even more, it was the most erotic feeling
“Keep going” You whimpered as your face began to redden “Oh fuck keeping doing that,” you laid your head down “More…. More”
With that he pulled out and flipped you on your back as he repositioned himself, thrusting slow as he made eye contact and lowered his face down to kiss you
“You’re even prettier with my cock inside of you” Robby whispered, beads of sweat building up on both your foreheads “I….I don’t wanna cum yet”
“I don’t want you to stop” you repeated as you wrapped her arms around his back “You fuck me so good” you kissed him deeply “So fucking good” you dug your nails into his back as he picked up his pace again
His hands fondled your breasts as he dug his face deep into the nape of your neck, he could feel your walls tighten around his cock and it made him even harder. He was so desperate for your touch, so needy, it was driving him insane
“I knew you’d be a fucking animal, you’re made for taking my cock” he wrapped his hand around your neck gently, his thumb caressing your lips with smeared lipstick as he inserted it in your mouth. Your lips hungrily sucking on it as if you were giving head “That’s a good girl”
You managed to give a small smirk in response, not being able to say much else. When his fingers moved down to your breasts and began playing with your nipples your chest rose
“You like that” Robby continued “You like your tits being played with, you’re a dirty dirty girl” he sucked around them “Fuck these are the best I’ve ever seen”
“More” you breathed “P-Please”
You were sure you would pass out given what you were feeling, no one had ever gone that far with you before. You couldn’t do anything but shut your eyes from the pleasure you were feeling and bit down on the bed sheets as he took his time devouring you
You squirmed and writhed beneath him as you finished, cumming with a loud moan as your body shook. Your chest rose and fell as she sat up after a few minutes and watched him catch his breath
“Lay down” you instructed as you climbed over him and took his cock in your hands
“Please…..please” he whispered
“You want me to put it in my mouth…” you murmured, lowering your hand to kiss the tip
“Oh fuck” he whined as he closed his eyes “Please suck me off, please”
“I love when men beg” you whispered, swirling your tongue around it and bobbing your head “Where do you wanna cum ?”
“Your tits” he gasped out
You continued to suck him off until you felt him ready and finished him off with a tit job, panting as he came on you finally “Wow….”
“Holy shit” Robby breathed heavily
“I love when friends fuck” you turned towards him, a bedsheet up to your chest “Makes the best friendship”
He coughed and cleared his throat “I don’t know why I-”
“Relax” you traced his arm with your finger "Everything's fine, we’re adults here” you looked behind his arm and read the words “Amor Fati…love of one’s fate, what does the other one say ?”
“Memento Mori” he said softly
“Remember you must die” you whispered sitting up and looked at him “Robby….that’s the cheesiest shit I’ve ever heard in my entire life, when the fuck did you get this fuckery ?”
He laughed, genuinely laughed and shook his head “It was the 90’s, you weren’t even born. It was very much in”
“Well it’s very much out now and they look tacky” you grinned “Luckily for you, I like tacky things”
“You think I’m tacky ?” he furrowed his brow
“The tackiest actually” you chuckled
“We should probably talk about-”
You shushed him with a finger and leaned over to kiss him again, this time getting on top and slowly riding him for a second round as his hands gently held your waist, moving you slowly while his mouth sucked on your neck. That would be your routine for the next 7 weeks on and you had no idea of the regrets that would soon come
Saturday- Game day
“I got her” Dennis said quickly as he bent down and picked you up in his arms “You guys still have patients, I’ll take her to the lounge and get an IV in, she’s probably just dehydrated”
“No” Robby shook his head “Take her home….take her to her apartment, she can’t be here anymore. She’s not a doctor and she’s been helping and it’s best she’s out before Gloria finds out. Just…just make sure you stay with her”
“But we still have patients” Dennis looked around “Are you sure it’s okay ?”
“Just go” Robby repeated
You blinked your eyes open and looked up at the person holding you, when you realized it was Dennis you let out sigh of relief “Put me down, I’m fine”
“You passed out” Jack looked at you “You need to take a seat and call it a day, maybe it’s best you go home. If you wanna sit in the lounge and just take the day and wait for me to drive you home you can do that as well.”
Robby sighed “I already said-”
“I know what you said” Jack said back to him “But now she’s awake and she can make the call let’s allow her to do that”
You nodded at Dennis who put you down and kept his around your waist for balance “I’m gonna go in the lounge and take a breather and then Dennis can take me home”
With that you walked inside the lounge quickly and took a seat on a chair as the word pregnant repeated itself over and over in your mind to the point where you got sick and puked in a nearby trashcan, furthermore confirming your worst fear
“I’m getting that IV” Dennis shook his head “Wait here okay ?”
“I’m gonna give you orders and I need you to follow them without questions please, it’s very important and I’ll explain to you later, can you please do that for me ?” you whispered
“Got it, whatever you need” he nodded
Making sure it was just you two you leaned over and held his hand in yours “I haven’t known you for long but you’ve proven to be one of the better friends I’ve had and I trust you Whitaker, I trust you a lot so I’m gonna need you to keep what I’m about to tell you between you and I….I need you to take my blood to test it for a pregnancy…and I need you to bring me one of the pregnancy tests please…quick”
Never in your life had you seen someone get more pale than their usual self but somehow Dennis had exceeded that. His eyes got so wide you thought they were gonna somehow burst out of his head but still he said nothing and went to do exactly as told
“Make sure no one knows this is mine” you whispered as he took the blood vial “In the meantime I’m gonna go to the bathroom and take this” you grabbed the pregnancy test “I wanna be 100% sure”
The next 3 minutes seemed like an eternity, you waited until you saw the two lines quickly appear on your test confirming your worst fear. You then waited for Dennis who walked in looking just as nauseous as he did a few minutes before along with an ultrasound machine
“You’re 7 weeks pregnant" he said softly “A blood pregnancy test is based on hCG levels and while those vary from week to week when pregnant I’m fairly sure about my guess so I brought the machine to make sure, lay back please”
For once you did as told without fighting it back, laying on the bed of 3 chairs he pushed together for you, shuddering when the cool gel was put on your stomach. You looked down as he moved the wand in his hand back and forth gently trying your best to stay calm
“I was right” Dennis murmured “About 7 weeks, very early. Would you like to know options ?”
“Options….” you whispered glancing at him
“I’m gonna talk to you like a doctor and not like a friend right now” he cleared his throat “You trust me and right now you’re my patient so I wanna lay it all out for you….you’re very very early on in the first trimester. Right now if you wish to end this pregnancy we would do what we call a medical abortion, you take a pill called Mifepristone and what it does is that it blocks the hormone progesterone which stops the pregnancy from evolving. A day after you take another pill called Misoprostol, that would cause your uterus to get slightly crampy and expel the pregnancy tissue from your body. You’d get cramps and bleed but it’d be like a period for about 3 days. The other option is surgical which is-”
“Vaccuum aspiration” you finished for him “I know what that is, a friend of mine had it done in highschool…I paid for it because she didn’t want her parents to know….I….I think I’m gonna do the medical”
He nodded “I’ll get you the pills and-”
“Dennis I can’t do it here” you whispered “My father will find out in some way or another”
“I can help you” he said softly “I can make up a patient or just take it and file it as missing”
“I won’t let you lie or steal medication” you shook your head “You can get your license taken away, fired or even worse, jail. I’m gonna figure it out but please don’t do anything, I’m an adult and I can handle this. Now if you’re able to….let’s go back to mine”
Still chaotic and still filled with patients Robby did his best to focus but much like you all he could do was replay the moment over and over in his head. It was almost 10 o’clock when things were finally stable enough for him to have a breather outside by his bike. He sat down and rubbed his forehead, that familiar feeling of suffocation taking over as he rubbed the back of his head repeatedly trying his best to stabilize himself to no avail
“Hey” Jack called walking over with a bottle of water “Figured you’d want a drink”
“I just want some quiet” Robby shook his head
“She’s pregnant and it’s yours isn’t it” Jack stood in front of him
He nodded “Yeah”
“You guys didn’t-”
“I’m not talking about this with you man, please don’t push” Robby shook his head
“You know, I know life hasn’t been really easy for you and I hate that because I think you’re a good person with a good heart but at some point you need to accept the fact that you’re fucked up” he admitted “I say that with all the love in my heart for you. I don’t want you on the edge of killing yourself, I don’t wanna look towards your direction and see you blinking away tears or self soothing or snapping at people because you want them to hate you. You’re better than that man, you got a life ahead of you still. I’m your friend-”
“Friends don’t go after girls their friends like” Robby interrupted, ignoring everything else Jack had told him “Friends who have love for you don’t go and do that. Assholes do that”
“You treated her like shit man” Jack threw his hands up “It’s not my fault I found common ground with her, it’s not my fault we clicked. I won’t apologize for that so you’re gonna have to move on"
“Oh fuck you” Robby responded as he shoved past him and headed back inside
Jack let him go, he always let him go. There was no point in trying to get through to Robby when he was stubborn, especially not in a moment like this. Instead he assumed you’d be back at yours and headed there, knocking on your door and clearing his throat when Dennis answered
“How is she ?” he asked
“In her room” Dennis nodded “She said she doesn’t want anyone over though”
“He can come in” you spoke up from your couch giving him the nod to leave you and Jack alone “Hey…sorry I didn’t get to say bye to you”
“You’re all good” Jack said softly “How are you feeling ?”
“Like I got hit by a truck” you admitted “Jack,I’m pregnant. I did another blood test, a urine test and a sonogram. I’m about 7 weeks in my first trimester and right now I….I’m leaning towards an abortion”
Jack said nothing for a good while as he simply looked ahead, he cleared his throat and let out a deep breath “Are you sure ?”
“No” you admitted “I’m not, but right now my mind is telling me it’s the smartest thing for me to do considering the situation I’m in. I’m pregnant by a hookup I had with a man who’s in his 50’s who also happens to be one of my father’s colleagues and who is also severely mentally ill. Not to mention I’m in my late 20’s with no job experience and nothing to show for in life while still relying on my parents to uphold my lifestyle. Why on earth would I bring an innocent baby into that ?”
“You aren’t wrong” he admitted “I support whatever you wanna do”
“I feel like this is the biggest shit show ever and somehow I was dumb enough to let it happen” you sighed
“These things happen” Jack shrugged “You’re not the first or the last and truth be told, it’s gonna be okay. I know you don’t like that answer but it’s true. This is just something you need to deal with, I unfortunately can only be there for you but ultimately it’s your decision”
“If it’s the right thing to do in this situation then why do I feel like I’m a piece of shit ?” you murmured “Why do I feel like I’m too old to be getting an abortion ?”
“Throw that toxic bulshit out of your head” he shrugged “You can make whatever choice you want to and no one, no one, should think they can judge you.”
“Do you….do you think he’s gonna be mad at me ?” you looked at him “Be honest”
“No” Jack said with one sole shake of his head “He’s not because he also thinks like I do and Robby is a realist and he….he knows that he can’t handle a child. He knows this is your choice and he would never judge you. He’s not like that”
“Then why isn’t he here telling me this himself ?” you whispered
The question made Jack shift in his seat slightly, it was apparent to him you wanted Robby there with you and not him and for once he didn’t know what to say to that “Um do you want me to call him ?”
“No” you shook your head “I just wanted to ask you that, you’ve known him a good while and I feel like you give a good perspective”
He chuckled “Yeah I don’t think that’s true”
“Did you wanna have kids with Marisol ?” you asked suddenly
He grinned at the mention of her name and nodded “Yeah, yeah we did. She always said when life calmed down a bit we’d settle down and adopt or give it a shot at having our own but then she…she was gone and that dream died.”
“So you don’t want kids anymore ?” you looked at him
Jack swallowed the growing lump building in his throat and shook his head “No I don’t. I uh….I actually got a vasectomy shortly after she passed. I told myself if I couldn’t have kids with her then I didn’t want them with anybody else. That ship sailed and I’ve made peace with it”
“Wow” you whispered taken back by his revelation “That’s a deep cut”
“I like you” he turned towards you “I do. I like you a lot and I do want to get to know you more and be able to see if something can happen and I wanna be there for you. I told you about that part of me because I felt like it was important you know my stance. I like kids, I enjoy being around them but that’s not something I want for myself anymore and just like I made that choice for me, you can make whatever choice it is you want. That’s the beauty of life.”
“I don’t think I’d be a good mom” you shook your head looking down at the ground “Babies turn into toddlers then little kids then teenagers then adults and I would be in charge of making sure that they stay alive and become decent people….how can I do that when I don’t even know if I’m a good person ?”
“You’re a good person” Jack assured you “You are. You’re complicated but we all are, we all have ugly stuff we don’t wanna show others but at some point we need to come face to face with it. I lost Marisol, good friends of mine, my leg” he looked down at his prosthetic “And somehow here I am, still standing, still kind of fucked up but still here and if I’m still here despite all that then I gotta assume I’m somewhat decent”
“If I keep it….what if he doesn’t want anything to do with me or the baby ? What if he tells me I’ll have to do it all on my own ?” you murmured
That was your biggest fear, doing it by yourself. You knew your dad would stop all the financial help, he’d be beyond angry and embarrassed. Your mother would follow his lead so it’d be just you raising a baby and that alone just cemented everything even more in your head
“When it comes down to it, is that what you hate the most ?” Jack asked
“Yeah” you whispered “It is”
He scooted closer and put his arm around your shoulders, leaning back on your couch and putting his head on top of yours. It was comforting, which was exactly what you needed but you couldn’t help but think about Robby, you wondered where he was, if he was thinking about you, if he was okay after the chaotic day but you also liked Jack’s company. You like him as a friend and as a comfort
You knew he still loved his wife very much and you wondered if things grew for you two if he could ever make room for you in his heart. If you could fit and make space somewhere that had already belonged to someone else
Somehow you drifted off in your thoughts and fell asleep against his chest, not realizing he too had dozed away. It was hours later in the morning when you woke up still there, his arm still around you as he dreamed of something that was causing him distress
“No…no that’s not true, not my leg…please no please”
You pulled back and got on your feet, looking back as your guest bedroom door opened with Dennis walking out still in his sweatpants
“He’s…he’s having a nightmare” you whispered as Jack began to breathe heavily
“I can’t lose it, I can’t….I need my leg, don’t take it….please don’t take it, please”
You froze not knowing what to do and looked at Dennis “What-What do I do ?”
“He’s got PTSD from his time in combat” he said quietly “He was working dayshift once and we had a vet in the ER, I heard them talking and learned that’s how he lost his leg and where he met his wife, she was also a medic there. He said that the attack was a bomb that was dropped on their base at night.”
Seeing him talk and shake his head made you scared out of your mind but you knew he was way more terrified than you were, “I’m gonna wake him up”
“No” Dennis shook his head “You just stay here, I got it. You can’t just shake him awake”
You watched as he approached Jack on the couch and bent down, lightly tapping his arm with his finger trying not to startle him. What you didn’t except was Jack to wake up and shove him against your coffee table with all the force he had
“Oh my god Dennis” you widened your eyes making your way to him “Are you okay ?”
“I’m fine” he quickly got back on his feet “Not like I haven’t been shoved to the ground before, I have older brothers”
Jack rubbed his face and sighed “Shit, I’m sorry Whitaker. You alright ?”
“I’m fine” he nodded “I didn’t wanna shake you so I went for the method I learned in a book I read”
“Your arm” you looked at it already beginning to bruise from the hit “Here let me get you some ice”
Jack looked at the both of you and shook his head “I…I gotta go”
“No stay” you looked at him “Please”
“I need to go home and shower and get ready for tonight” he nodded “I have a shift”
“I thought….I thought we were gonna have dinner ?” you asked confused
“Forgot I have a shift, I’ll call you or text you” he said quickly as he grabbed his jacket and left your apartment
He left before you could say anything else and you looked at Dennis who just gave you a small sympathetic grin, “He’s embarrassed is all”
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, he had a tough time in combat and it still affects him. That’s normal” you nodded “I’d be the same way”
“I know but he’s just different I guess” Dennis nodded
“I guess we all are” you admitted “We all have our shit to deal with, some of us more than others”
"So...what are you gonna do ?" Dennis asked softly
"I don't know yet....I need to talk to Robby" you nodded, you took out your phone and sent him a text, taken back when he replied just as quickly
I'm in your parking lot, just saw Jack drive away upset. I'm gonna go check on him then we can talk. He can't be left alone when he's upset like that. I'm sorry.
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