A Shade Darker (on hold)

Chapter 8

"I'm sorry. I know this is a rather shock to you. We can discuss further options later but as of right now, I can tell you need a minute to process things. I'll be in the hall along with your family. Holler for us when you need something Aubrey, " Doctor Shaw drew his lips in a tight smile before heading out of the room.

I didn't know how to react. There was a baby inside of me.  A living thing was developing inside of my stomach as I sat and thought about it.

Tears pushed harder than they ever had before. I didn't want to stop them. It seemed like an appropriate moment to cry.  My shoulders began to tremble as sobs spat out of me.

My hands nervously ran through my hair. I gripped on tightly to my roots as I let a sobbing scream ripple out of my chest.

The hot and salty tears just kept flooding down my cheeks, dripping off of my chin. I tried to open my mouth to call for my mother but all that came out were deep gut-wrenching sobs that tore through my whole body. I felt my whole body shake as I gasped to catch my breath.

"Mom!" I chocked out, rocking myself back and forth.

My mother sprinted into the room and sat down on the bed. Her loving arms pulled me into her chest. I could still feel myself tremble as she tried to console me.

Her gentle hands slowly stroked the back of my head, avoiding my fracture. "Shhh, sweetheart."

"No mom. I'm carry a baby inside of me right now. I'm pregnant. Mom, I'm sixteen and I'm pregnant." I took a deep breath to carry on my sentence, "Mommy please don't hate me. I-I don't know how to handle this. I don't think I can handle this." Coughing and gasping and crying, I just couldn't stop. Even being locked in my mom's arms didn't console my crying fit.

My own mom's voice began to shake a little. She was about to cry again too. "Oh, no. Honey, I love you so much. I don't hate you. It's okay. Let it out baby girl, " Her hand continued to stroke through my hair.

The supply of tears began to slow and before I could get the strength to cry some more, Chad and Colton came in the room.

The two awkwardly sat down the seats they were sitting in earlier this evening.  They had to know. What else would explain their depressed looks on their faces.

My breathing was getting heavy, and I waited for more tears to come but they didn't. Nothing was coming out.

"I think I need to let you sit with the boys. I'll be in the hallway if you need me." My mother squeezed me tightly and got up to leave the room.

"Aubrey, look. Let's take this nice and slow. Before we discuss things about the baby, we should speak with the doctor." Chad's voice cautiously picked his words.

Colton snorted. "Tell her."

A headache began to form in my temples. Where was that nurse? With all the crying and my head injury I need those pain killers fast.

"Boys, I'm getting a headache. Don't fight. Just tell me Colton. Please." I wasn't in the mood to tell with their bitching.

Colton licked his lips. "I don't know how to tell you this Aubrey."

"Just tell me please." I whispered as a tear rolled down my cheek.

Clearing his throat, Colton whispered back to me, "The baby could be mine or Chad's. It dates back to around when you had sex with Chad which was only like two weeks away from when we had sex. Oh and pregnancies are dated from your last period not conception. So there's really no way in knowing as of right now."

"Are you serious?"  A lone tear rolled down my cheek.

How was I supposed to go through a whole pregnancy without knowing the for sure father? This was going to be so difficult.