Is there goodbye without hurt? (Chapter Twenty-Three)

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Chapter twenty-three.

               "Miss Baker, this is Helen from the medical center. Your paternity test results have returned to the surgery, do you wish to collect them today or will I leave them on hold here at reception?" the Receptionist spoke down the phone. "No, I'll collect them later today" I didn't hesitate to reply, I needed those results as soon as possible.

            "Who sent these flowers?" I heard Nathanial question from the kitchen. You mean he didn't buy me them as an apology gift? I thought to myself. "Uh.. My um.. My Father" I replied quickly, "Your Father? Your Father sent you 24 red roses?" Nathanial asked rather confused by my statement. "Yes. Can't a Father by his one and only child some flowers without it being a big deal?"  I responded with a snappy tone. "Well he can, but usually they wouldn't purchase red roses, considering they are a symbol for true love" Nathanial remarked. Damn he was too smart for me. "Maybe my Dad wanted to send me roses, OKAY?" I raised my voice. "Okay babe, don't shout, I don't want to argue with you" He spoke softly.

      "Since I have the day off I thought me and you could spend the whole day together doing anything we want" He spoke while rubbing his hand along my back and squeezing me tightly. "As great and all as that sounds, I have to be somewhere, but I shouldn't be too long, we can do what we like after that" I said as I bit my lower lip. "Don't keep me waiting" he spoke as I turned away, and headed towards the door.

       "Hi, I'm here to receive my paternity results" I spoke to the receptionist. "Of course, I'll fetch them right away. What's your name?" She then questioned me, "Leigh Baker" I quickly replied. I was feeling both nervous and confident about these results, and I couldn't wait to have them out of the way. 

     "Ah here we are, Miss Baker." She spoke as she pulled a large brown envelope from a filing cabinet. I thanked her before returning to the taxi. 

     I quickly opened the envelope and began to read the results. It read;

       Summary of findings;

               Nathanial Philip Smith is excluded as the biological father of child X.

    That's it. I didn't need to read on I knew Nathanial wasn't the father. My world was caving in and I couldn't stop it. My plans for life destroyed, all over some shitty DNA test. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. What was I going to say to him. Nathanial would be heartbroken. He'd hate me. This was the end of us.

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    "Nathanial I'm home" I spoke aloud as I walked through the front door. "Oh good, I've planned us a great day out. Come on" He spoke with excitment, "No Nathanial, we need to talk" I moaned "And we can do that on the way" he said as he dragged me toward the door.

     We seemed to be driving for miles. "What did you want to talk about baby?" Nathanial questioned, breaking the silence as he did. Now certainly didn't seem like an appropriate time to tell him I was pregnant with someone else's baby, but then again, there never was going to be a right time. "Uh it doesn't matter" I replied, "it obviously does if you wanted to talk about it so bad before we left" He remarked. I froze, I wasn't exactly sure how to tell him this.

    "Nathanial, I'm p-pregnant" I replied, "What? Oh my God that's great" He basically yelled back at me, "No Nathanial don't say that please" I replied. "Babe do you know what this means for us, we are finally going to have a family" He said excitement stirring in his soul. "Oh God I can't wait to tell the guys at work, and we're going to have to transform one of the rooms into a nursery, and we have to tell your par-" "Nathanial, it's not yours" I cut him off before breaking down, tears flowing from my eyes. "Wh-what do you mean? Of course it is, we've been trying for this baby for so long." He stumbled on his words trying to be strong. "Nathanial, I have the test results, you're not the father. I'm sorry" I spoke sympathetically.

    "Well who is the father? You owe me that much!" he questioned. "I-I can't tell-" "Tell me who the fuck you've been sleeping with!" He yelled. I could hardly breath this moment was one of the hardest I've had in my life. "It's.. It's Niall.." I said quietly. He stayed quiet and continued to drive.

    After about fifteen minutes he spoke again, "We can get through this, I can still raise the baby, we can tell people its mine, I know it will be hard but, it could work" He ranted "No, no, Nathanial, no. This is unhealthy, we can't do this. I have to tell Niall the truth" I explained. "But babe, I have a great income, I can provide for this baby. I can provide for you." He moaned. "Nathanial please! Don't make this any harder, it's not the money I care about, it's Niall, he deserves to know the truth. About the baby, and how I feel. You and I, we aren't supposed to be. Yes you can provide money for the both of us, but you can't provide the one thing Niall can... Love. I don't love you, I'm so sorry!" I spoke holding back the tears.

   "NATHANIAL, WATCH OUT!" I screamed. When all of a sudden Nathanial swerved, colliding with an oncoming truck. My life flashed before my eyes as the car flipped and smashed onto the ground. I slowly fell into unconsciousness hoping when I wake up this will all just be a dream. 

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