Lost Cause (Tyler Carter)

Chapter 36

When I got back home from Atlanta, Tracey was sitting in her car in my driveway. When I pulled up, she got out.

"Hey, Tracey," I said when I got out of the car.

She smiled. "Hi, Tyler."I'm

"Everything okay?"

"Well, I need to talk to you about something." She said.

"Alright, well, let's go inside." I said.

I unlocked the front door and we went into the living room.

"So, what's up?" I asked as we sat on the couch. I was scared of whatever it could be.

"Well, I found this out when I went to the hospital the day of the accident. I wasn't going to tell you because I didn't want to cause you anymore pain. But, you have the right to know. It wouldn't be right if I didn't tell you." She explained. "Rachel was pregnant."

I could hardly process what she said. "She what?"

Not only did I lose my girlfriend, I lost my girlfriend who was pregnant with my kid? That means there would have been two little ones that I would have been able to cherish and love . . . If I just hadn't lied.

There were thousands of thoughts going through my head that I couldn't make any sense of.

"I couldn't believe it either, Tyler." She said. "I would give anything to have her here, right now. So, I could scold her for letting it happen, but in the long run be happy to have another baby around. To bring light to our lives."

What she was saying made me angry. Not at her, but at the person who did this. The person drunk driving.

"I want to kill him."

She nodded. "I know." She said.

After about an hour, Tracey left and went home.

I went to bed and I lay, staring at the ceiling until I fell asleep.

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Suddenly, it went from complete darkness to light. The sun was shining in my face.

In the light, I saw her. I saw Rachel's beautiful smile. I saw her eyes and her hair glowing in the sun. She looked so beautiful. It's as if the feeling I would get every time I saw her was now a vivid picture.

But I knew she wasn't really here. Something deep inside me told me to wake up, and I did.

She was gone and now all I could see was my room.

So many questions ran through my mind.

Would Rachel and I have ended up getting married? What would our baby have looked like? Would it have been a girl or a boy? What would its name have been? How much would my life have changed? And would it have changed for better or for worse?

All I know is that accidentally having a kid at such a young age would have never been as hard as losing the love of my life.

I got out of my bed and went into the living room. I found my mom awake watching TV. She looked at me and I just stood there.

Everything just started coming at me in waves. I actually realized that this is my life and there's nothing I can do about it.

I broke down in front of her. I couldn't help it. It all just came out.

"Tyler," She said. "honey, what's wrong?"

"Why did this have to happen to us?" I said.

She inhaled and exhaled loudly. "I don't know." She said. "It's just life, and we can get through it."

I couldn't bring myself to say it. It's not that I didn't want to tell her. I just simply couldn't say the words; I was suppose to be a father.

I know this is a short chapter considering how long you guys have been waiting for it. I honestly don't know if anyone is still reading this story but I do still have a ton planned for if so I do really hope there are people reading it. And if you are reading it thank you so much for being patient. I know I've been slacking a whole lot but I hope I'll be able to work on it more often since I'm nearing the end of my school year.