Coming Home

Chapter 2, The Ride

I have run on coffee from gas stations all day driving. I only have about 100 miles left until I reach Tree Hill but I can't take it. Plus I want to have energy to meet my sister and tour the town. Actually I might just meet town folk first, because what am I supposed to say to Peyton. "Hi I'm your twin," like no that's weird. I would FREAK OUT if she came to my house and said that upon arrival. 'Perfect there's a hotel!' I say in my mind. I have some cash left but I'll need it for a place to stay in tree hill. So I park and turn off the car, recline my seat, grab a pillow, lay the blanket across me, and fall asleep.
|||||| Kierston's dream |||||||
The door slams and stomping comes up the stairs. I immediately get nervous knowing that my boyfriend was at a party and probably drinking. "Baby come here," he slurs walking into my room.
"Andrew, you're drunk," I say pushing him onto the bed. Before I can cover him up with the comforter he grabs my wrist.
"You know I'm really tired of you being so controlling. Every time I want to have a little fun with you after coming home from a party you make me sleep. Or do something so I won't have a hang over. What if I want a hang over. I just want to be with you," says sitting back up. Pulling me closer he whispers in my ear, "you look really good. I could just bang you right on the floor."
"Andrew stop. That's not going to happen, ESPECIALLY since the way you are acting."
"Oh baby, that's too bad," he says throwing me on the floor. He hits me, kicks me, slaps me. I begin to cough up blood. "Stop I'm pregnant," I finally manage to get out. I cough up more blood and I see the realization in his eyes, I see him sobering up. "What is wrong with me," I see tears form in his eyes as he grabs the phone. I hear the three clicks. Knowing he's calling police I feel my world going dark.
I wake up in a hospital. The doctor walks in. "So is everything okay," I ask trying to sit up but it hurts. "You better just relax. You've got black eyes, a busted lip, you have a lot of bruises and a broken wrist."
I look at my hand and see the cast.
"You were trying to stop him, weren't you? From hitting your stomach," the doctor asks. Then I just feel empty, like something is gone. "Yes, I had just found out that I was pregnant. I was nervous and thinking about how I was going to tell him when he got home but we are only 15 so I knew that it probably wouldn't end well," I explained.
"I'm actually surprised you had just found out, you were pretty far along. About 16 weeks, but you would've barely been showing."
I put my hand on my stomach, something is wrong. "Is the baby okay?" I panic.
"Kierston I'm sorry for your loss. You would've had a beautiful baby girl that looked just like you." He walks out of the room.
I cry as Andrew walks in. They must not have questioned him yet. "Hey Kierston, I just wanted to apologize. Look what I did was absolutely wrong and I'm so sorry babe." He goes to touch my face but I bite him. "Get out, we are done and you're a murderer. You killed my baby girl. GET OUT!" I scream at him. My throat hurting and eyes red and puffy. The police come in the room, take him out and begin to question me. I told them everything, he had been drinking underage, the domestic violence, him killing the baby. He was going to prison and I was glad. They walked out and just thinking about what could've been if nothing would've happened. If he didn't hurt my baby.
||||||| End of Kierston's Dream |||||||
I wake up shaking, sweating and crying remembering that day. That wasn't a dream. It was a nightmare that sadly was my reality. I wipe the tears away and run my fingers over the tattoo on my wrist, the one I broke trying to save her. The tattoo is Paisley because that's what I would've named her. I bring the seat back up and throw the pillow and blanket in the back. I fix my hair and make and drive again, only stopping for bathroom breaks and at gas stations. A few hours later I'm here, I just passed the sign that says 'Welcome to Tree Hill.'