King of my Heart

NINETEEN

Jocelyn leaned over the toilet in the coach as she emptied the contents of her stomach. She had been heading towards the Chastain bus when she had a wave of nausea hit her. She had turned back around and ran back. Thankfully, Ty had been gone by the time she got back. She still hadn't told him she was pregnant. With everything that had been going on, Jocelyn had forgotten for a moment that she was. Jocelyn heaved again, wondering how much more needed to come out. This was the first time she actually felt sick.
"Jocelyn?" Morgan's voice filled the coach.
"Where are you?" Taylor's voice joined hers.
"Bathroom." She heard their footsteps before both their faces filled the open doorway.
"Oh no, are you sick?" Taylor asked.
"Not exactly."
"Oh my God." They both came in, sitting down on the floor with her. "Jocelyn, why didn't you tell us?"
"I haven't exactly told my husband yet."
"What? How long have you known?"
"The day Ty was spotted with Elsie."
"That long? Joce..."
"I was going to tell him that day, but then everything happened and I just forgot."
"How far are you?"
"14 weeks."
"That far?" Morgan asked.
"I was surprised too, trust me. So, on top of the regular appointments, I get to see a special because of it being high risk."
"When are you going to tell him?"
"Soon, I promise. I'm just..." Jocelyn sighed.
"You know he's sorry."
"I know, but my trust is broken."
"Jocelyn..." Jocelyn turned to Taylor.
"Has Ross ever broken your trust?"
"No. But I broke his."
"What do you mean?" Jocelyn looked between her two friends as she saw the look that was exchanged between the pair.
"Are you sure you want to tell her?" Morgan asked.
"She needs to know." Taylor took a deep breath. "Four years ago, I was blackmailed by my ex-husband. I was forced to cut all ties with Ross. I could barely talk to the Marks's or the Bell's."
"What happened?" Taylor bit her lip before telling her everything. Jocelyn covered her mouth. "Oh my God."
"I know. We don't talk about it for a reason. It's all in the past." Taylor checked her phone. "We need to get going." Taylor and Morgan helped Jocelyn to her feet before both giving her a hug. "Everything will be okay." They headed out of the coach and onto the golfcart that sat in front. Taylor weaved through coach lot to the entrance to the garage area. The walk to pitroad was a crazy one as they made their way through the sea of people. Morgan veered off first, leaving Jocelyn and Taylor to head to the front. Ross was joining Ty on the front row as the pole sitter. Ty was already there by the time she got there.
"There she is." Ty turned towards her. "You worry for nothing, Gibbs."
"You were worried?" Jocelyn asked her husband.
"Just a bit. You're usually here before me."
"Lost track of time with the girls." Ty opened his to say something, but was interrupted by the opening ceremonies. Jocelyn stood next to her husband, letting him out his arm around her waist. She stole a glance at him, seeing a frown on his face. The national anthem started to play, taking her attention. When it was over, they turned to each other. "Stay safe, please." Jocelyn's left hand rested on his chest. Ty covered her hand with his own wedding ring-clad hand.
"I'll try. My enemy is going to be out there, remember?"
"You said it was an empty threat."
"Well, sometimes he likes to follow through." Jocelyn finally wrapped her arms around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist. He held her close as she buried her face into his neck. They stood there, not speaking at all until Chris Gayle's voice broke them up.
"I gotta get my driver into the car, Jocelyn." Jocelyn gave her husband a kiss.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
***
Jocelyn started to feel nauseous half way through the second stage. She kept letting out slow deep breaths to try and make it go away. Chris had looked back at her a few times, wondering what was wrong with his driver's wife. She waved him off, trying to convince him that she was fine. But she wasn't. Jocelyn climbed off the pitbox and went in search of a bathroom. She walked past the port-a-potty that was behind the pitbox, knowing that was not the proper place for her 'morning' sickness. She weaved through the people that were still hanging around the pits and garage area. She finally found the bathroom and silently thanking God that there was no line. She practically ran in and snagged a stall before she was on her knees vomiting into the toilet. She knelt there for a long moment, relieved that she didn't have to vomit again. She stood up, flushed, and left the stall. What she didn't expect to find was her.
"Evie."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked with a disgusted look on her face.
"None of your business." Jocelyn stepped around her to wash her hands. Jocelyn left the bathroom with Evie hot on her heels.
"You are so fucking weak." Jocelyn stopped in her tracks, turning on her heel to face her.
"Excuse me?" Evie rolled her eyes. Jocelyn wanted nothing more than to smack those out of her head.
"You had to cry to Ty about the truth I told you."
"You called me a predator, Evie."
"That's exactly what you are, Jocelyn. The fact that neither of you can see it is absolutely astonishing."
"I don't know why I'm even standing here entertaining you." Jocelyn said, momentarily putting her hand on her stomach as she took a deep breath.
"Oh my God. You're pregnant."
"It's none of your business."
"You fucking baby trapped him. I'm surprised you can even get pregnant when you're that fucking old." Jocelyn snapped as she finally slapped Evie across the face. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Evie held her now reddening cheek. Jocelyn pointed a finger at her.
"Don't you dare stand there and continue to insult me. I'm sorry that you're a sad, miserable little bitch that needs to find joy in tearing other people down. There is a reason why Ty left you. There's a reason why Kaia, Elle, and Isla don't talk to you anymore. Nobody can stand to be around you anymore."
"How dare you!"
"How dare I? How dare you? You need to stay away from me and you need to stay the hell away from my husband. Because I will not hesitate next time." That's when they both heard it. A car had hit the wall on the back stretch. Jocelyn's head turned to the large screen, horrified to see Ty's mangled car sideways on the track before he was hit by the 8 car on the driver's side. "Oh no." Jocelyn let her legs carry her back to the pitbox. "What happened?" She asked Braxton.
"Fucking Mayer. There was absolutely zero reason for that shit."
"What did Sam do?"
"They were three-wide and Sam turned left, right into Ty. Ty couldn't hold it and went straight into the wall."
"Has he said anything on the radio yet?"
"No." Jocelyn wrapped her arms around herself. Braxton grabbed a headset and put it on her. Chris Gayle's voice flooded the radio.
"Talk to me buddy. Everything okay?" Silence. "Ty. I've got a very worried wife down here and she needs to hear your voice." She heard the click of the radio before hearing labored breathing.
"Come, Ty." Jocelyn whispered.
"Ty, are you okay?" They all heard a click. Then silence. Then another click before Ty's voice filled their ears.
"I...I don't know."