Unheard of.

It's better this way.

I woke up in a hospital bed and there he was holding my hand with tears flowing from his face. I said nothing. I just sat there quietly watching him. I didn't want to wake up but seeing him made me want to open my eyes again. But I had to still face this truth that this baby was not his. And it was time for him to face that truth as well.

Just as another tear began to roll down his face,I took my other hand and wiped his face. He immediately looked up and smile and kissed my lips. "Delilah! I thought I was going to lose you..I.." he quickly began rambling. I stopped him and said "Dylan, Be quiet..I need to tell you something. This is not going to be easy but it needs to be said.. You need to know." He paused as to be so concerned about what I had to say. " Dylan, I love you.. but this baby.. this is not your baby," His face began to cringe. " I'm sorry... "He asked, why didn't you tell me?" His voice got louder. " You lied to me! Why did you lie to me DELILAH?" Tears rolled down my face as he continously asked and screamed until I finally broke out and screamed back " I WAS RAPED." Then things got quiet. I turned my face away from him. I was ashamed. Embarrassed. With tears stuck in my throat i said, " Can you just leave?" He grabbed my hand and kissed it and he whispered in my ear " I still love you." and he left.

I sat in that hospital bed alone.

A nurse came in. "Hey, How ya doing?" I responded " I'm fine." She checked my blood pressure and such.. doing what nurses did. After that, she sat down and she grabbed my hand. " Hey sweetie, being pregnant isn't a easy thing.. I know. Trust me, but you don't want to lose the magical blessing that has given you. I'm fourty-five years old... I've tried to have a child. But I couldn't. " I interrupted her, "Listen, I don't want this child..this was not something that I planned. This wasn't even something I wanted..I was raped.. This magical miracle isn't for me. I don't want it." The nurse looked at me in awe. " Do you still want a child?" I asked her. She looked at me and said" What are you saying? What are you asking? What is that you are implying?" And to her I said, " I'm too young to be a mother. I'm not fit to do motherly things. I'm just a kid myself. I have nothing to offer this baby whenever he or she comes out to this world and so what is it that I can do for this baby?" She responded to me "Nothing." And I corrected her by saying,"Wrong. I can give this baby the chance that I didn't have...that i don't have.. This may seem crazy but.. will you adopt my baby? Will you take care of my baby and give it the opportunity that I can't? She took time to think and soak everything I said to her in. " Yes. I will." she answered. " Oh and promise me one thing," I said," When my baby is born..it is no longer mines..it is yours..so as it grows..promise you won't tell the baby that you weren't their biological mother. Let them believe that they originated solely from you and assure them to believe that you will always care for them..always love them and always be there just as a mother will and should." She grabbed my hand and agreed. "Well, I have to go.. I'll keep in contact with you Miss Delilah. Thank You so much for giving me this opportunity."