Fat Girl In A Little Coat 2

Part 3

Picking up the phone and dialing the number to Pipi house. Sniffling doing my best to keep clam. Steve picks up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Steve?" Why would Steve be over? "Is Pipi home?"

'Yeah. Um before I hand over the phone to him. I think you should come home.'

"That's what I was calling about. Wait? What's going on?"

'It's your dad. They're redoing his case. If you can come then you should. But if not then you should go to another state where they cannot find you.' He nervous chuckle. 'No for real you need to come home.'

"Why do they want to redo that case?"

'I think they said it was the retrial. For what I do not know because there is so many evidence that points to him. And it's not just the case you should come home too.'

Oh God more? "What more can there be?"

'Your dad got remarried. I don't know to who.. I just know it's to a girl who is our age and that she wants to meet you. Pipi refused her and refused on calling you to keep you safe.'

"Well I have to come home now. Even if I didn't want too." Crawling into a hole and dying that is the next plan to do for awhile. "I'm going to book a flight right now."

"Pipi wants you to use his card. Please be safe. And is Billy going to be joining us?"

"No. Its to soon to ask him to see if his job will let him go for a few days. So it will be just me."

"He should come and be here for you."

"Yes. I'm sure he would want that too. But I know how stress right now he is, with work and school. If it was one job and school I don't see a problem. Since having two jobs would be rough." Believe me Steve you don't want to know. "I'll see you soon."

'Love you sis.'

'Love you too.'

Off the phone and then I booked my flight. I leave tonight. A break is all what I need. I run to the store and bought a few things. Even a pregnancy test.

I started to pack most of my day, as Billy comes back home from both of his jobs or I think anyways. "What's going on?" Looking angry.

"Steve called and asked me to come home. And so I am."

"I knew that you would run."

"I'm not running Billy."

"Well that doesn't look like it to me. Three bags."

"I'm going home because of my dad's case. HAPPY? But you know what think on what you want. I don't care any more." Zipping up my bags.

"Your dad's case?" His voice went quiet. "What do you mean?"

"I mean they are wanting a fucking retrial. And I have to go because they are calling me on stand. Or if they do or don't I don't care. So I'm leaving. Give us some breathing room." Making sure I have my other things in my bag.

"And you didn't bother of calling me and telling me so I can ask for time off?"

"Would you even came to the phone even if I did? Billy we just need space. You and do or be with anyone while I'm gone if you must."

"You think so little of me don't you?"

"No. I didn't. Now... Now I don't know what to think, cause now I don't have time to think about anything else other than of that dumbass getting out!" I shouted.

On the counter he sees the pregnancy test. "You thinking you might be pregnant?" Holding it out.

"I hadn't had time to check. Even if I was I know you want me to get rid of it, cause of you know I cheated on you." Rolling my eyes as I put my bags next to the door.

Slamming the test down as he leans on the counter. "I would had ask for time off. What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know Billy. I'm so fussrated that I'm lost, angry and hurt. That my mind is all over. I want to scream at you, what good would that do. I want to leave you for good. But knowing me I would miss you way to much. I want to fucking die, because I can't deal with this shit over at court again. Along with I may be pregnant, I have no clue on raising a child." Tears roll from my face. My hands cover up my face as it slowly glide down. "So I can't help you, when I can't help myself."

"Want me to take you at least?"

"No. I'll be fine." I put on my jacket. "The car will be here in an 40 minutes."

He switched the subject. "You have to take the test. So at least you wouldn't have more stress."

Sometimes I wish guys could get pregnant and feel what we feel and have periods like we do. I glared at him. I don't want too. But if it will make him feel better. Whatever.

Sat on the toilet and waited as I kept track of the time before the cab gets here. I could feel apprehension coming from the other side. "Billy?" I waited for an answer. Nothing. I guess it was just me.

Setting the stick down as I timed it. Coming out, Billy was drinking a beer. Of course he'll be drinking. "Now we wait."

"How long?" Billy flipped through the channels.

"Five minutes." Sitting on the kitchen chair.

"What do you want to do if you are?"

"I want to keep it. But it's up to you on your part."

"Really? You want to keep it?"

"This is why I didn't want to take it in the first place. I didn't want to have this conversation before I left." Even though it wasn't time I took the stick and left it in the counter. Grabbing my bags. "Hope your happy it's negative." Even though it wasn't done. I just couldn't take it on being here. Slamming the door as I walked out. The cab was here. Getting in I sat in the car, as the driver helped me putting my stuff in.

Driving away all I could think about was hug Joyce.