Hello fellow wattpadians, sorry i took so long to update, i havebeen dealing with personal issues, and our interenet kept screwing up. was a nightmare but im back and i will try and upload as soon as i can. Enjoy!
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I was on pins and needles all day waiting for the call from Daciana that never came. Drew and Amanda were equally as worried and at lunch we had enough of waiting. We got into Amanda’s car and drove over to unlucky thirteen to ask Camille where Daciana lived.
“Hello Trinity, skipping school again?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye. I barely smiled she picked up on our moods instantly then she noticed that Daciana wasn’t with us.
“What happened?” she questioned taking the apron off her top and yelling for the worker cleaning tables to take over.
She indicated for us to follow her and she led us away from the room out into the storage room.
“Daciana’s dad called today said that he wanted to speak to her. We haven’t heard from her since. Last time she saw him he was hitting her and screaming that she wasn’t his daughter” I finished something was wrong. We all knew it; it was Camille who told us why.
“Veronica got bail today” she whispered then ran from the room we all followed. “Drew call the police and tell them to go to Veronica Thatcher’s house. Trust me they know the place” she got in her car and we all piled in.
“I had a bad feeling all day like an itch under the skin” she muttered and began to drive. Camille looked at me in the passenger seat.
“That child has been through enough. This is it; if they hurt her so help me god I will kill them. The police will come and take them away. We get her stuff out and we go” she muttered.
We arrived there ten minutes later the police were already there. Pulling Veronica, Daciana’s dad and another man away with them. I got out the car and ran up the steps and into the house calling Daciana’s name. Running up the stairs I flung every door open until I found her. She was lying on the bed pulling the sheets over her naked body. A police woman was sitting beside her obviously trying to calm her down. I ran to her and pulled her to me. She clung onto me but didn’t cry.
“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have come. I just hoped that he would be my dad” she whispered. The woman walked out the room giving us space.
“It’s ok, baby it will be ok” she shook her head against my shoulder.
“No it won’t. What will we do now? They are both gone my brother, oh god I forgot about him”
She got up quickly and went for her clothes.
As she got changed I saw the red marks on her skin where she had been held down. As she put on her top she spun around to reveal hickies on her neck as well as finger marks. I wanted to kill the bastard who had done it to her but the look on her face made me stay where I was.
When she was fully dressed Camille came in.
“I’m so sorry” she cried hugging her. Daciana hugged her back but she kept her eyes opened. Like she was seeing something else.
She pulled back and looked at me.
“Can you find Amethyst for me? Camille we need to get Lucas. We need to leave this place” she pleaded running from the room and going three doors down to where an infant lay sleeping. Daciana pulled the blanket back over him and began packing his clothes in suitcases she found in the cupboard. The police tried to talk to Daciana saying that she had to come down to the station to make a statement but she wouldn’t budge. Finally she yelled.
“Let me get my brother and everything first. Then I will let you do whatever you want to me!” that was when Lucas woke up. She quickly went to him and cuddled him.
“Shh baby it will be ok” everyone began packing his things.
“Are you sure your ok with this?” Daciana asked Camille for the tenth time in an hour.
“Of course child. I love you like my own and I’m sure Lucas with be no exception” she took him from her arms and began cooing at him. That’s when I remembered she had no children.
“Another hour later and we were packing Daciana’s bags into the car. She only wanted her music and DVD collection, her clothes and her animals. We drove to Camille’s house. Daciana got out the car and went to unpack but the police were insisting she go with them.
“Go, we will unpack.” I told her.
Camille left with her. So we put Lucas in Daciana’s bed as we began to unpack her things.
Drew walked out a few times to blow off some steam, Amanda did everything quietly.
“I don’t understand” she blurted out as she put her clothes in the cupboard.
“I don’t either” I agreed knowing exactly what she was talking about. Amanda looked over at Lucas.
“What will happen to him?” she asked.
“I honestly don’t know” Drew came back in with Poe’s cage. He set the bird up in front of the small window.
“Nevermore” the bird kept repeating making Drew shake his head.
“That’s all he says, I didn’t know they could speak” I laughed.
“Daciana taught him Poetry. I remember her telling me once” I walked over to the sleek bird. He eyed me suspiciously then tilted his head to the side. I gave him a scratch.
“Camille called and said the room next door can be Lucas’s so we can unpack his stuff in there” Drew quickly said. Even though he had only just became friends with Daciana he already cared deeply for her.
Three hours later we were all sitting in Daciana’s room watching Lucas chase Amethyst around.
Jinxy was in her enclosure beside the bed and Amanda was reciting poems to Poe to see if the bird could finish them but he seemed preoccupied. He could tell something was wrong.
“We’re home” Camille called coming into the room.
“Wow” she exclaimed when she saw what we had done. We had rearranged the room so there was heaps of space. It looked open and lived in.
Daciana walked in next and lay on the bed.
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I lay down on the bed and looked at everyone. They all looked worried, I tried to smile but by the looks on their faces I had failed. I looked over at Poe he kept repeating nevermore.
“The raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting on the pallied bust of Pallas just above the chamber door; and his eyes have all the seeming” I began. Poe quoted the rest.
“off a demon’s that is dreaming, and the lamp- light o’er him steaming throws his shadow on the floor; and my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor shall be lifted. Nevermore”
I smiled at him.
“Good boy” I whispered then fell asleep.
I awoke hours later to Lucas snuggled close to me and whispering. I untangle Lucas from beside me and crept to the doorway where Trinity and Camille were talking.
“They gave her a sedative to help her sleep. Since she isn’t legal she needed a guardian there during the interview and it was brutal Trinity. She went through every detail without so much as blinking. It’s like she gave up” then I heard soft sobs from the kitchen and I knew Camille had broken down. I sighed and went back to my room.
Lucas was stirring awake when I walked in.
“Hey baby, you hungry?” I asked kneeling down in front of him. He nodded rubbing his eyes then opened his arms so I could carry him.
“Where’s mummy?” I flinched then picked him up, hugging him tight.
“Mummy isn’t here right now, neither is daddy. They went on a trip” I evaded. He nodded seeming to accept it. I walked into the kitchen, instantly stopping the conversation.
“Hey guys” I greeted and sat Lucas down on one of the chairs then went to the fridge.
“Honey, are you ok?” Camille asked I turned around and smiled.
“I’m fine, oh would you mind cooking for Lucas?” I laughed “I have no idea how” she nodded woodenly and got up to get the ingredients for whatever she had planned.
“I’m going to have a shower, is that ok?”
“Of course” Camille replied. I smiled then looked at Trinity; she was staring at me with her head tilted slightly sideways like I was a puzzle she couldn’t quite figure out.
“Want to join me?” I hinted giving her a wink. She smiled at me but it was forced.
“Anytime” she purred and took my hand so we could walk to the shower.
When we got into the bathroom I closed and locked the door then turned to her.
“Are you ok?” I asked taking off my top. She was staring at my neck and clenching her fists. She shook her head.
“I’m so sorry, I knew it was a bad idea but I didn’t stop you or stop it in time” she blurted looking up at me with tears in her eyes. I pulled her into my arms and ran my hand over her hair.
“It’s ok, it wasn’t your fault. I’m fine Trin. Honestly.” I cooed she wrapped her arms around me and murmured into my shoulder.
“I thought I had lost you” I laughed.
“That’s never going to happen” I pledged then stood back so I could turn on the shower.
Trinity took off her top. While I removed the rest of my clothes a pang of desire went through me but it was squelched by a numbness that had been within me the second that the front door closed stopping my escape.
When the shower was hot enough for the both of us we got in. we took in turns washing our hair and cleaning our bodies. Yet no matter where she cleaned I didn’t feel clean enough. I felt dirty right into my very soul.
When she deemed us clean enough we got out of the shower and got changed. We walked out to the kitchen to see Lucas enjoying a large bowl of spaghetti.
“That reminds me, I have to go. Mum has been calling me for a few hours but I was putting it off so I could see you awake.” I nodded and gave her a kiss.
“Thanks for being there for me” I whispered into her ear as I hugged her. She tightened her hold on me for a few seconds then reluctantly let go. She said goodbye to everyone and left.
I turned around and smiled at Camille.
“Thank you as well. I really appreciate it.” She waved it off.
“I just wish I could have done more child.” She pulled me into a hug and motioned for me to sit down.
“Eat” she ordered so I did. I forced mouthful after mouthful into my mouth even though my stomach rallied against the idea. I smiled and pretended that it tasted good, that I was fine even though inside I was dead, numb.
After dinner I kissed Camille and Lucas goodnight then went to bed.
I lay in the darkness staring at the ceiling. Replaying the day in my head. Every graphic image. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. Camille had put Lucas to bed then went to sleep herself hours before so I knew I was able to get up without waking anyone. I crept into the bathroom and took off my clothes. I took in the scars of my body, the new bruises, even the finger marks around my throat. I looked at myself and hated what I saw.
I turned the shower on as hot as it would go then got in. I bit my tongue against the thrashing the hot water was doing against my body and I began to scrub. I scrubbed until my skin turned red, when my skin was red I scrubbed more until blood began to show and the shower turned cold. Then I slide down to the bottom of the shower and let the ice cold water run over me.
The bathroom door swung open and Camille came in.
“Oh baby girl” she cried and turned off the tap.
“I’m not clean enough” I moaned as I started to shiver. Camille helped me stand up and she wrapped a blanket around my body.
“It’s ok, your bleeding everywhere” she stated I nodded my teeth still chattering.
“What did I ever do to her? I didn’t choose to be born? How come dad chose her over me, I thought he loved me?” I asked, I didn’t expect an answer and I didn’t get one.
She put me back to bed and stayed with me until I fell asleep.
I didn’t dream, I just passed out into nothingness.
When I awoke the next day I could barely move my skin hurt so much. I moaned and rolled back over trying to fall back asleep but I knew it was inevitable so I got up and got dressed. I covered myself in a long sleeve black top, a baggy hoodie and some trackies. My hair was tangled from my two showers. I tied them up in a messy bun and walked out the room. Camille was waiting for me.
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Mum drove me to school the next day. She didn’t think Daciana would show up and neither did I. so when we got to school and saw Daciana in the car park we were both surprised. She walked up to me and gave me a peck on the lips then gave my mum a hug.
“Good morning, how are you both?” she asked giving us a huge smile. Her hoodie was bunched up around her neck covering the bruises and hickies. Her face looked red as did her hands. I assumed that if I looked at the rest of her body it would look the same.
“Morning?” it came out more of a question and it was. She looked happy yet I knew she wasn’t.
“I’m not staying long. Just enough to tell coach that I’m quitting” she gave me another kiss. “So see you tonight?” she asked.
“Why are you quitting?” she shrugged and looked away.
“My dadd-” she bit her tongue. “My father got me into it when I was younger. I don’t want to be associated with him anymore. So no more gym” she shrugged pretending she didn’t care but I knew it was hurting her.
“But you love it” she shrugged again.
“I love music, movies and TV shows. I will find something else” she insisted. My mum stepped in before I could reply.
“Whatever you think is best sweetie” Daciana smiled at her then with a wave she jogged off.
“Mum?” I asked she looked at me.
“She is hurting right now. How would you feel if I did what both her parents did to her? She want nothing to do with them, she doesn’t know how to cope so she is quitting. I know she loves gymnastics so she won’t quit for long. It’s in her blood now” mum reassured then with a kiss she left.
I went to class and worked through the motions wondering if she was ok, what she was doing when lunch time came around Drew pulled me into a hug and so did Amanda. We all sat down and began talking at once.
“How is she?” Amanda asked
“Daciana quit gymnastics” I blurted
“The rumour mill is flying” Drew informed us. Then they turned to me realising what I had just said.
“She quit, why?” Amanda asked as Drew burst out.
“What do you mean she quit, it’s her life” I shrugged.
“She says it’s because her dad got her into it.” They both nodded in understanding but neither looked happy.
“She honestly loved doing that, I watched a few of the competitions and she was amazing. You never saw the real Daciana until she preformed” Drew reminisced.
Just then Drew’s phone rang he answered it.
“Hey doll, how are you doing?” he nodded to whatever was being said. “Yeah sure thing. I will be there now?” He frowned “are you sure? Yeah that’s ok. See you soon bye” he hung up and looked as us.
“Sorry about that. Some family are in town.” He explained still looking a little unsettled. “I got to go talk to you all later?” he asked. We nodded and he left.
“He sure was acting weirder than usual” Amanda observed.
I agreed and we ate our lunch. When the bell rang we quickly went to class. I was happy when school finished. Mum had taken the day off and was taking me shopping for new paints. I got a text from Daciana saying that she had a psychiatrist’s appointment and that she would be running late. I replied saying it was fine and that I was going shopping with my mum.
“How are you doing today?” mum inquired leading me to the art store.
“Ok, just worried about her” I replied strolling the aisle putting the new paints in my basket.
“I wish I could say she will be fine but in these situations it can be tricky” Mum explained with a sad look on her face.
“I know mum. Darcie is strong, she will be ok” I assured her but it lacked the conviction it needed to be pulled off. We shopped in silence for a while. Lost in our thoughts.
When I had bought the new canvases, paints and brushes I needed we left the store and dropped it off in the car.
“Want some food before we go clothes shopping?” mum asked, I nodded not really in the mood for food but knowing I should eat. We went to the food court and chose some Thai food. I ordered the tofu and mum ordered the beef.
“How is the painting going?” I smiled sadly.
“Going good I guess. I have mostly been drawing and painting Daciana. I can’t get her out of my mind. Ever since the first moment that she jumped down from the tree to speak to me.” Mum flashed me a knowing look.
“Do you love her?” I took a deep breath and nodded.
“She came over the other night. For the first time she was wearing just a short sleeve top. Only bracelets covering her scars. She stood before me in her scar riddled body and I thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I fell in love with her then and there” I explained.
Mum frowned.
“Yes those scars. I saw a glimpse the morning after when she ah answered the door. Are they all self inflicted?” I nodded
“Why?” she asked not understanding.
So I told her, I told her everything that Daciana did.
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When I got home I fell on my bed and screamed into my pillow. Telling Coach Boomer that I was quitting had been hard, he had accepted gracefully and even said my spot would still be open when I came back but I wouldn’t be.
I tried to occupy my mind with music but it didn’t work. I eventually gave up and called Drew.
“Hey Drew” I twirled a stray curl around my finger.
“Hey doll, how are you doing?” he asked
“Good, I was thinking of working on our Poetry assignment, you interested?” I inquired.
“Yeah sure I will be there” he replied.
“Awesome, think you can meet me now?” I crossed my fingers.
“Now?” He seemed uncertain.
“Yeah, and could you not tell anyone?” I pleaded
“Are you sure?” he clarified.
“Yeah I am” I began to pace.
“Yeah that’s ok, see you soon. Bye” he hung up.
I really hoped he wouldn’t tell anyone I wasn’t up to the constant questions of if I was ok or not. I went into the kitchen and found the recipe books. I skimmed the indexes and found one for chocolate chip cookies. I went around the kitchen finding all of the ingredients I had just set the last ingredient on the bench when Drew arrived. He swept me into a hug.
“You’re looking better” he observed. I could tell he was lying but at least he wasn’t making a fuss.
“Thanks, you too. Want to do me a favour?” I inquired looking at him hopefully.
“Depends” he replied finally looking at the ingredients laid out on front of me.
“I want to learn how to cook, so I thought I would start with biscuits.” He laughed and nodded.
“Sure thing, mum and I used to cook these all the time.” We began to mix the ingredients.
“How come you called me?” he asked after ten minutes of comfortable silence.
“Because you’re my friend” I replied making him laugh. I rolled my eyes and told the full truth. “I think you’re the only one who won’t ask questions about everything, I don’t like to dwell on things. If I did I wouldn’t be anywhere right now. Besides since I’m off school until the end of the week I thought we would be able to work on the poetry assignment as well.” I shrugged.
“Your right, I won’t ask questions if you don’t want it but if you ever need me to talk I’m here” I nodded and allowed him to hug me.
Then we got back to work. Banter was easy between us and I could feel myself relaxing even if just for a little while.
“Then you just put them in the oven, make sure its set at the right temperature” Drew told me as I leant over to read the oven temperatures. I turned the dial to the right temperature then put the tray in the oven. Drew leaned over me and set the timer.
“That’s it?” I asked making him laugh.
“Yes dear girl that’s all. I can’t believe you have never cooked” he chuckled.
“Yeah well I had maids and cooks. And when I didn’t have them I had restaurants and café’s my parents weren’t exactly the parent of the year types who taught me how to cook.” I snapped wiping the bench down. He raised his hands in a surrender pose.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean anything by it” he sounded contrite. I sighed letting some tension out of my body.
“No I’m the one who’s sorry. I need to learn not to take everything to heart about them” I mumbled then walked to my room with Drew following close behind. I left the door open so we could hear the buzzer.
“A dream” Poe kept repeating. I laughed and rolled my eyes.
“Why does he keep saying that?” Drew asked. I smiled and quoted the first part of the poem.
“In visions of the dark night, I have dreamed of joy departed- but a waking dream of life and light, haft left me broken hearted.” Drew gave me a questioning look but then Poe finished the next verse.
“Ah! What is not a dream by day, to him whose eyes are cast, on things around him with a ray, turned back upon the past?” Drew looked at the raven while recited the next part.
“That holy dream- that holy dream, while all the world were chiding, hath cheered me as a lovely beam, a lonely spirit guiding” Drew looked back to me then back to my beautiful bird who finished the poem.
“what though that light, thro’ storm and night, so trembled from afar- what could there be more purely bright in truth’s day-star?” I smiled at him and gave him a sunflower seed which he took happy and began eating it.
“Your bird is amazing, does he know other poems? I remember him quoting the nevermore one.” Drew marvelled making me chuckle.
“I taught him as many Poe poems as I could, I know it’s a cliché but he is such a smart bird.” I scratched his neck with my little finger then sat down cross legged on my bed.
“Have you decided on a poem?” I asked he began to nod his head but then he shook it.
“Come on tell me” he shook his head again.
“I found it and thought of you” he admitted. Then he pulled out a piece of paper and passed it to me. I unfolded it and read. Nightmare by Donna Nimmo. I already had a feeling what this would be about.
Nightmares sneaking in my bed,
Living life over in my head,
Causing all the dear to come back alive,
Bringing back memories with such drive,
In them, someone always after me,
Why can’t they let me go and let me be free,
Afraid to go to sleep at night,
They will start and cause such fright,
The nightmares just won’t go away,
In my sleep they still betray,
Feelings that are buried deep down,
When I go to sleep they come around,
My mind, my life I thought free of them,
What I thinks’ behind me, will always stem,
So when I go to bed I pray,
That I can sleep tonight, until the day.
I refolded the paper back up and gave it to him.
“It’s good but it doesn’t relate to use both.” I trembled then pulled off my jumper suddenly feeling like I was being smothered. I pull up the sleeves of my top revealing my scars which were all showing brightly because of the bloodied skin I had caused from the night before.
“You ok?” he asked I nodded and smiled.
“Let’s keep looking” he gave a jerk of the head and we continued the search for the poem.
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The next two weeks went by quickly. Daciana worked two days a week and had never mentioned going back to gymnastics although I know she missed it. Some part of her was missing.
She pretended to be happy all the time but I knew deep down she was torn and broken yet there was nothing I could do to fix it and for that I hated myself. We hadn’t had sex since that night not because Daciana didn’t want to she did but I couldn’t give it to her when I knew she wasn’t ready. Finally one day I had to ask her what was going on, we had been dating three weeks and in that time she had began to push me away not a lot but little by little.
“Daciana?” I whispered while she cuddled up to me watching a movie in my lounge room.
“Hmmm?” she asked not looking away from the horror movie currently on, I honestly had no idea what it was and I wasn’t really paying attention to what was happening.
“What’s wrong? I know that you don’t want to talk about what happened and that’s fine, I won’t force you but please don’t freeze me out” she sat up and looked at me. A flash of fear ran through her eyes before they closed.
“I’m sorry” she whispered and kissed me. She deepened the kiss and straddled me; I tried to push her away knowing what she was trying to do but my hormones got the best of me. I threaded my fingers through her hair pulling her closer. She pulled off my top and continued kissing down my neck and chest. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. I opened my eyes to see Amanda walking in.
“Oh shit.” I yelped gently pushing Daciana off me and quickly throwing my top on.
“Sorry, I should of knocked” Amanda smirked walking in and sitting on the opposite chair. Daciana got up and left the room.
“You ok?” I asked and she walked by she barely nodded then went to my room to close the door.
“Is she ok?” Amanda inquired looking after her worriedly. I frowned at my door then turned back to her.
“I honestly don’t know. She won’t talk to me about it. I had just asked her before you came in. whenever I ask she tries to distract me. I’m only human and I find it hard to resist her” I added looking back at my closed door.
“Did you want me to go?” Amanda stood to leave but I got her to sit back down.
“No its fine, give me five minutes and I will bring her back out” she nodded and quickly entered my room. Daciana was lying on the bed staring at the finished canvas painting of her on the wall. The one I painted with her face torn.
“Some days I just want to be happy, I want no bad thought to cross my mind but it’s so hard because everything reminds me. Then everyone keeps asking if I’m ok, I don’t have the strength to keep pretending but I can’t fall apart now.” She explained then stood up and walked over to me.
Tomorrow is my eighteenth. I don’t want to make a big deal out of it. I really don’t. I have somewhere I have to be in the morning. Then afterwards I want to take you somewhere. I promise no more blocking you out” she pledged.
I pulled her into my arms and kissed her forehead.
“I would love to hang out with you, where do you have to be in the morning?” she smiled at me.
“Will tell you tomorrow, it’s nothing to worry about.” She lied but I let her. Tomorrow I would find out.
We walked out into the lounge room and Daciana sat down beside me.
“Sorry about that Amanda, had to calm down a little you know?” she joked.
“All good, I had the boyfriend do that a few times too” she jested and then we settled back down to watched the rest of the movie. I didn’t pay any attention to it; instead I stroked Daciana’s hair I heard her breathing deepen as she fell asleep.
“Maybe we should leave the studying for tomorrow?” Amanda asked when the movie was over and Daciana still slept cuddled in my arms.
“No its fine, we have to work on it” I whispered slowly easing myself away from Daciana. She moaned and frowned a little but stayed asleep. I put the blanket over her then we walked into the dining room. As we worked we spoke about Daciana.
“Her birthday is tomorrow, did you know?” I questioned her. She nodded
“Yeah, Drew was talking about it with Jack, it’s weird. Jack has been sick for ages I wish he would hurry up and get better” she groaned then looked up at me.
“You only just found out?” I nodded.
“Yeah she told me it was in a month when I met her but never the exact day. She doesn’t want anything big, but we have to do something” I implored Amanda nodded.
“It’s not every day you turn eighteen. Even if it’s just us and Camille oh and her gorgeous little brother” Amanda added smiling. We agreed and continued to work in silence.
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I picked Drew up the morning of my birthday and we drove to the hospital.
“Remind me again why we aren’t telling Trin” I sighed and rolled my eyes before replying sadly.
“Because what if it’s all for nothing, I don’t want to freak her out” I explained he nodded then grabbed my hand.
“How are you feeling about it? Are you freaking out? Because I am and I’m not even going through it” he babbled. I gripped his hand.
“I can’t freak out about it, if I do I will fall apart and I can’t do that right now” I muttered then pulled into the car park. I took a deep breath and got out the car. Drew held my hand the whole time we waited in the waiting room.
“Happy birthday” he whispered I smiled at him.
“Thanks, I’m guessing the girls have something planned. I heard them talking about it yesterday while they were studying” I put my head in my hands. Then sat up to look at him. I hate this, I hate pretending to be happy but if I’m not happy then it means I’m not coping and if I’m not coping everyone will keep trying to look after me. I can’t do that. I need to take care of myself. I felt guilty about not telling Trinity but I really didn’t want to freak her out. I told Drew because I knew he could keep a secret. He had helped me through so much the last two weeks. He even skipped school when I couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed.
He forced me into the kitchen and taught me his mum’s recipes. He was absolutely amazing and he was kind, patient, loving and understanding.
“Yeah they do, don’t worry its small. Just us, Camille and bubba” he reassured. I smiled and nodded still holding my head in my hands.
“Miss Thatcher” a nurse called. I froze Drew stood up beside me and held out his hand.
“It’s ok, I’m here” he reassured. I took a deep breath and walked into the doctor’s office.
“Good morning Daciana, sorry it took so long for your results to come in.” the doctor, a woman in her fifties apologized and sat down.
“You will be pleased to know that you are STI and STD free. You're perfectly healthy physically” I let out a breath relieved. Then I saw her take off her glasses and fold her hands onto the table my heart beat picked up, I tightened my hold of Drew. I already knew what was coming. What was I going to do? I can’t go through this again.
“However the blood test showed indicated something else” I closed my eyes against the tears that threatened to fall.
“You're pregnant” Happy birthday to me.