Ed couldn't even respond to the waitress, all he could do was just stare at the phone. Abby was late. Abby was late AND sick. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. This was bad. It was really bad.

They were always careful. Always. Ed had been warned again and again about this sort of thing by his parents. No matter how heat of the moment they had been he always used a condom. But apparently that didn't matter because she was late and sick and he didn't know what to do. No way he could tell his parents at this point. He wished that he could talk to Henry. There was always Will but Will had been acting so strange lately and was still dealing with the divorce.

"Fuuuuuck."