Guilty Freedom [Editing]

Chapter 7: Guilty Is Pain

"We're cornered in, we can't go nowhere." Aiden sighed frustrated.

"You kids are tresspassing onto land. By that code being violated we should lock you all up. But our leaders son was nice enough to let you guys sleep for the late night and go home tomorrow." One of the guards spoke trying to look anywhere else, but the butt naked guys. 

Blake, Ryder, Kyle and Aiden still stood covering there manhoods with there hands. Heather stood beside Blake trying to keep calm. Meghan was standing in front of Ryder and Aiden trying to cover them up somehow. Katrina stood in front Kyle with his arms wrapped around her. Amy stood in front them all. "Uhm, we are we sorry for tresspassing onto your bosses land, we got a little lost and it's been a crazy night, so please tell your leaders son that we thank him very much for the favour." Amy said trying to sober up as much as she can.

The bathroom was fogged with steam everywhere. As for Katrina she loved to take long hot showers. It always calmed her nerves and just took her to a place of peace.

Her stomach started to tumble in an uncomfortable way, Katrina bent down holding her stomach in pain. She could feel vomit coming up her throat, she rushed out the shower and puked into now stained color toilet bowl. She dropped to the ground hoping it was over, but it wasn't. She gripped the bowl and another set of vomit flooded out her system. Katrina knew it was usually from the shots and all the drinking. But she never felt so much pain in her life before.

After 15 minutes of hacking up everything she had in her tummy, she collasped to the cool ground heaving in big breaths. She reached quickly to flush the toilet. Katrina clamped her stomach in pain. She started to taste salty tears. Every possible reason came to her mind why she was feeling this way. The only reason she didn't want to ever consume was being pregnant with Kyles child.

"Kyle!" Katrina screamed. Her tears were clouding her eyes. "Kyle!" Katrina called a little more softer this time. She gave up calling his name after getting no reply. Just as she curled into a ball, Kyle was in the bathroom. He turned the shower off quickly and then rushed over to Katrina. He wrapped his arms around Katrina trying to pull her towards him. "Katrina, baby what's wrong?" Kyle asked.

"Kyle, I think I'm ......" Katrina stopped and looked up to Kyle. He hugged her tighter next to him. "Pregnant." She breathed out with a slight scream of pain in her abdomen. Kyle looked at her as a smile grew on his face. He was over joyed at Katrina was going to be carrying his child. He always hoped for a son, with Katrina's beautiful blue eyes and his dirty blonde hair. "Your smiling when I'm in f*cking pain. Jesus, what the hell Kyle! I can't have a child in me! I'm not fit to be a mother. F*ck my stomach hurts a lot." Katrina sobbed breaking down. Katrina knew in her mind she wasn't ready for a child. 

"Can I get some help in here!" Kyle screamed. He wrapped a towel around Katrina. "I'm smiling because your carrying my child. And you honestly think I'm fit to be a dad?" Kyle reassured Katrina, swooping her up bridal style. A guard rushed into the room. "What's wrong sir?"

"Do you know where the cloest hospital or clinic is?" Kyle questioned.

"Actually we have our own private doctor down on the first floor. Come with me." The man said back as he escorted the two out to the doctors office. Kyle followed behind being extra careful with Katrina. "Kyle, before you get your hopes up, I don't know for sure if I'm pregnant, it's just a thought." Katrina mumbled honestly into Kyles shirt. Kyle hopes of course started to be questioned. He really was hoping for a child to be growing in her to call it his. The thought of her not bring pregnant disappointed him. 

As they reached a doctors office on the first floor of the mansion, the door opened to a very big room. There was all the hospital equipment set up around the room. Posters where placed up on the walls of health related things. A women looked over to Kyle and Katrina and immediately rushed to her. She pointed over to a bed to place her on. It was a simply bed, with a white sheets and monitors around it. Kyle carefully layed Katrina down. He sat down on a chair next to the bed and held Katrina's hand liked it was the world.