A Broken Hearted Smile

Part 7

 
I watch thirty minutes tick away on the clock; and I can't stand the panic inside of me anymore. I run to the check in desk. "ma'am? ma'am? excuse me?" the young lady sitting behind the desk types away at her computer, not paying attention to me standing right in front of her. "ma'am, please I need your he-"

my phone starts buzzing in my pocket, and I pull it out. Carmen's smile is shining up at me. I freeze. "hello? babe? where are you?" my heart's pounding out of my chest as I take the hotel stairs two at a time.

"Harry, help me. please." Carmen's voice comes out in a sob.

"babe where are you? I need to know where you're at. please." tears sting my eyes. I can't lose someone else that has already changed my life.

"I'm, I'm in my room. 235." shit. that's another story up. "please hurry." she hangs up, and I jog the stairs in a quick blur. 235? what fucking way was that?

I guess, and take a quick left. 230. 233. 235. the door is ajar, and I bust in. there's clothes scattered everywhere; typical white girl. her bed is perfectly made. "Carmen? where are you?"

a sob comes from the bathroom, and I quickly open. "holy shit." there's vomit on the floor and all over the toilet seat. I reach down and pull her hair back. "hey babe, you're okay." I start shaking. what time is it? I pull my phone out; 8:30 A.M. fuck. I pull back.

her brown eyes widen in fear, and I know it's true; she's pregnant.

"I'm so sorry Harry, I was going to tell you soon. I was young and I was drunk. I don't know the guy at all; I have no contact with him." she sobs on the toilet seat. "I'm so sorry."

my world shatters around me. what the fuck? this isn't my baby. but I can't leave her when she needs a man in her life; to take care of them both.

I squat down and kiss her temple. "don't you worry, we'll talk about that later."