Am I? (Tommy's Viewpoint)

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I left the doctor's office in tears. After calling a cab and arriving home, I grabbed my keys and headed to the nearest drugstore. I swear if I'm pregnant again, I will be very upset. Walking through the aisles randomly, I finally picked up a handful of pregnancy tests. 

Going through self-checkout, I pay for them, using cash. I get in my car, head to the nearest restaurant and go in to order wine. I take the bottle and down it in a few swallows. Damn if I'm pregnant, I can't drink anymore. Here we go again.

I swallow the last mouthful and leave, walking around with no idea where I'm going. I ignore my phone until I'm back in my car. Paul's called me 10 times so I guess I should return the call. 

"Paul, I'll be back later. I just need to think." I say as he picks up. "I don't want to come home right now."

"Baby, listen to me, please. I'm sorry."

"I'll be home later."

Hanging up, I drive around until it starts getting dark. I head home only to find the love of my life waiting for me, pacing.

"Tom, I was so worried! I thought you had been hurt!" 

Getting out, I let loose on Paul. "YOU WERE WORRIED!? YOU SURE AS HELL WEREN'T WHEN YOU LET IT SLIP I MIGHT BE PREGNANT AGAIN! I TOLD YOU I DON'T WANT ANYMORE!!!"

Paul just walked back inside and closed the door. I sat out on the porch and stared into the darkness. I shouldn't have gone off on Paul. If I am pregnant again, it's my fault as well. Knowing I don't deserve Paul, I head back to sleep in my car. 

It's not too comfortable when you're tall. I finally fall into a restless sleep only to be awakened by a thunderstorm. "OH just terrific!" I'm terrified of storms. 

Paul comes out and carries me in the house. "Let's sleep. We'll talk tomorrow. " He says gently.

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