Her Famous Papa -Completed-

Chapter Thirty-Five

I am now sitting in the waiting room of the OBGYN waiting to see if the test was correct because I didn't want to get my hopes up but I had a feeling that the test was right, that I was indeed pregnant. it has been about a week since I took the test and I was nervous to think that if this test was correct I would be breaking things off with Zak and I would have to find a bigger place so that Emilia wouldn't have to share a room with there little brother or sister. 

"Harold Cox," The nurse called me into the room, and as I walked into the room I passed quite a few partners how were happily sitting together sharing this special time which made me jealous because I couldn't be here with the love of my life or even the father of this child. "How are you doing today Harold?" she asked me making me smile at her, "A little nervous," I responded. "Ok, so you said over the phone that it has been about a week since you took a test?" she asked. "Yes ma'am," I responded. "Alright, I am going to test your urine sample and ill be back with the news in a few minutes. 

"Well congratulations!" the nurse said to me. "thank you," I said and we discussed things that I could and couldn't do, about how my body was going to change with me yet again and that there was no right or wrong way to raise my baby. We set up an appointment for a month from now and I thanked her as she let me go.

Two hours later I was at home by myself and Louis took Emilia out for a day with Freddie, so that they could get some bonding time in with one another because they are siblings after all. I was sitting on the couch waiting for Zak to call me. I jumped when my phone started ringing because I was so lost in thought, it was Louis calling to ask about anything that Em was allergic to, and as we started talking I heard the garage door open up which only means Zak was home early. 

"Hey, Louis, I will have to call you back in a few. Zak just got home and I need to talk to him." and before he could respond I hung up the phone. When Zak walked in and put his things by the door I asked him to come to sit with me. And, we sat on the couch I didn't know what to say so I just gave him the pregnancy test, and before I could say anything he did something that shouldn't have surprised me.

He took and threw me onto the ground so hard that I ended up hitting my head on the table behind me. "Zak stop," I begged but he didn't he just became more abusive. "You cheating little slut!" he yelled as he started kicking and punching me everywhere. I curled up into a ball trying to protect myself, protect my baby. "You cheating little bitch!" he kept screaming. He gave me one last kick before walking away I grabbed my phone from my pocket and clicked on the last call and before I could say anything it was snacked out of my hand.

but he came back so that he could continue to kick me, "There is no way that this baby is mine, I am infertile! You bitch." I just kept on watching the phone and when it said that the phone connected I just started screaming, "Help, please don't do this! Zak, I'm sorry! Please don't hurt me!" But, soon everything around me went black.