FINDING MR WRONG (B1)

Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

   *Cade, we need to talk. I didn't want to tell you by text, but with having no contact, it's the only thing I have. I've been in the hospital, after I collapsed at home. We need to talk. My parents are kicking me out. They know I've been seeing someone.*
I sent that text after still having no response. It's like he's disappeared. How can he do this? Christ, he ran to her at the drop of a hat, so why not me? Thinking about this and knowing he's chosen her pain, kills me. My chest's constricting with pain.
I'm currently at my parent's place, packing my bags. They've made their decision, and they don't want me living here anymore. They don't want a constant reminder of how I failed at being the perfect child. I've no idea where I'll go. I've asked my uncle if I can stay at the hotel, and he said I can, but I have to sort another accommodation out. I won't be able to stay there forever, which is fair enough. I guess I cannot live in a hotel with a baby.

*Hey, Karah, sorry I won't be able to come for dinner with you on Monday. I kinda have to look for a place to stay. My parents kicked me out.*
I hit send, and almost instantly I get her reply.
*Holy shit, no way? Are you serious? Why, what's happened? Are you okay? Do you want to come here? I'll pick you up if you're stuck?*
Bless her heart. She's too nice, which makes me feel so guilty.
*No, it's okay, sweets. I'm okay. Thank you though, it means a lot. I guess I just need to sort out my next move. My parents aren't budging, so I need to hunt around. My uncle is allowing me to stay at the hotel, but it's only for a short time. I've messed up, big time. I met someone and well, my folks found out about him, and other things. I can't explain it right now, but I will, eventually. Just let me sort this, and I'll tell you. I just need to speak with him first.*
I don't ask about her aunt because I'm not meant to know. If I mention it, she'll ask how I know.
*Jesus, I can't believe it. I had a feeling you were seeing someone, but holy crap, your parents are crazy. Sorry, I know they're your parents, but to kick you out for finding love, seriously? That's fucked up. Listen, sweets... stuffs kinda a mess around here. My great-aunt died, so my mum's a mess. But if you need a place to stay, just give me a shout. You can stay here with me. There's no way I'll see you homeless. Love you, sweets. Speak to you soon.*
Now I feel even worse. I'm pregnant with her brother or sister growing inside of me. Holy fuck-balls, this is nuts. It's a total mind cluster-Fuck!
After sending Karah my condolences, I thank her. I also tell her I'll text her soon once I've sorted this mess out... That's if I'll ever see Cade again. The way it's looking, I don't think I'll see him for some time now. I can't help feeling a little disappointed with him though. Jesus Christ! I need him too! Yet, he can't even bother himself to check if I'm okay.
Okay, first things first. I need to check the papers for places to rent. I hope I can afford this. My wages aren't exactly great, so I may have to take a second job. Now I'm wondering if I'll be able to look after this baby? My mum was right. I can barely take care of myself, so how the hell am I meant to take care of a baby?
Damn it, Cade, where the hell are you? I'm freaking out here!

***

A few days pass, and still, I get no word from him. I'm going out of my mind here, and he's still to find out I'm pregnant. This piece of information could make us, or completely tear us apart. Of course, I'm pissed at him, so it could end anyway, and badly too. How the hell can he do this to me? I'm here going crazy with worry, thinking he just dumped me. I've sent him texts, telling him I need to see him, but he's not responding.
So, I've taken to drastic measures. I've gone to his house. I want to see exactly what the hell is going on. I have a right to know why he's avoiding me.
Karah answered the door, and after handing over a condolence card, I ask how she's doing. I'm genuinely concerned about her because she's still my friend. I'm not a complete bitch. Yes, I'm here for my selfish reasons, but I won't ignore her pain.
"I'm okay, I guess. Well, it's my mother who's feeling it. I only met her a few times, so it's not hurting all at much."
I ask how her mother's doing, I also ask how her dad's doing too.... just to get as much information as I can.
"She's staying down there, in York. It's where she lived. My dad's with her, but they should be back tomorrow after the funeral. I'm not going because I hate them. They're far too depressing for my liking."
I was hoping he'd be here. No wonder he's ignoring me! He's too busy with her. Again, I know I'm being selfish, but he is. I'm petrified about what will happen here. I could end up on the streets, and pregnant, no less.
After sitting with her for an hour or two, I told her I should go. I needed to go check out a potential flat for myself. It's a little out of my price range, but right now, I'll take anything I can get. Luckily, I have a bit of saving put aside, just enough to pay a bond. As for the furniture. Luckily again, the places I'm searching for are furnished, so it's less stressful.
It's been almost two whole weeks since finding out about the pregnancy. A whole two weeks of no contact with him or my parents. I've had no help at all. Well, aside from my uncle. Bless his heart, he says my parents are crazy, too. He hates that they're religious nuts. Yeah, he's all for praying, but still, he'd never kick his only child out on the streets. He's been pretty amazing actually. He even found a little two-bedroom apartment for me. The rent is a little crazy, but he said he'll up my wages, so it'll be a huge weight off my shoulders. Now I just need to work on Cade. Sadly, I've still to hear from him. I know he's back in town, only because the funeral was at the weekend. So, as you can imagine, I'm furious with him. He didn't give a shit about how I'm doing. None what-so-ever. I could be dead, and still, he wouldn't care.
So much for him "being mine." He lied! Everything he said was a lie. Crazily, he's never once told me he loved me. All I get is a smile and a kiss to no doubt shut me up, so he didn't have to say it. Knowing this kills me. Knowing he's treating me this way, and ghosting me is ripping my heart in two. I've given him everything, and all I received in return was a broken heart and a baby. At least with this baby, I know they'll love me unconditionally, just like I do with them already. I love my baby, and he or she isn't even here yet. It's strange because the moment I found out there was a baby, my body shifted. It was like I didn't matter anymore. This whole mess didn't matter anymore. My whole life, past and future, had shifted to revolve around this little creation, my new world.

"Hey Jolie, I've placed fresh towels in room two, so you're good to go. The guest is waiting, and they've requested a shoulder massage."
After thanking Christine, I made my way to room two. Every time she tells me I have a request for my services, I automatically think of him. Of course, it's never him. Just like now, it's not him. I do receive a text though, but not from him. It's Karah, asking if I'll keep her company at the dentist. Of course, I said yes, but I had no idea she'd pick me up with her dad in the car. Apparently, he needed to pop into town for a spare part for the car he's working on. He would've taken his own, but he knew she was going past there, so it seemed stupid to take two cars.
Christ, how the hell could I sit in the dentist knowing he was around? On the way there, he sat in the passenger seat, while I sat in the back, not saying a word. I still didn't say anything when Karah pulled up in the dentist's car park. I left him to wander off and do what he needed to do. Yet as soon as my nose hit the dentist's smell, my pregnancy sickness kicked in. So yeah, I rushed towards the toilets and puked my guts up. Once I felt a little better, I apologised to Karah and asked for her car keys.
"I'm sorry, sweets, I know you need me, but I think the smell is making me sick."
She's tilting her worried head, probably thinking over my words. Damn it, why did I say this? Why couldn't I just say I'm coming down with something?
"It's, okay. Go on, put the air-con on. I'll make you feel better." She said while handing over her keys.
Yes, Karah knows about my being in hospital, but still, she's still to find my baby. Of course, I'm thinking she'll fit the pieces together soon enough. Just with all that, and my parents kicking me out, it's not too hard to put together.
As expected, when I return to her car, I find him there, with his car part in his hand. He's resting his back against the bonnet, and as soon as he hears my footsteps, he lifts his head. Of course, I'm still pissed, so I ignore him and unlock the passenger side door. I hear him sigh, but I still ignore him and just sit in the back seat. He doesn't move at first. He just bowed his head before running his hand over his face. Moments later, he opens the passenger side door and stepped inside. The fact he's not sitting in the back with me hurts my heart. I feel tears prick my eyes when he still says nothing.

"I'm pregnant..."