I Can't Wait Forever (A Liam Fanfiction)

Chapter 23

            Once I got home, I quickly changed into some more comfortable clothes and made my way back outside to head to class. The whole way to the campus, my head was overflowing with questions, ideas, and memories.

            I remember when Liam and I were at so much ease, like nothing could tear us apart. We did the “normal couple stuff”. We went on strolls by the beach, shopping, picnics; the lot. But when I found out I was pregnant, all of that was changed.

Flashback

            “I don’t know mom, my stomach has been killing me.” I complain for the thousandth time today.

            “I told you to go to the store and get some medication. There is nothing I can do about it.” She said from the couch. I rolled my eyes and headed outside to my car to go to the drug store.

            But just before I reached my car, something started to turn in my stomach. I turned to the bush I was standing next to, and emptied my lunch. I stood up quickly and my eyes widened in horror.

            I quickly got into the car and drove to the pharmacy, grabbing three different pregnancy tests. As I was checking out, my eyes never met the cashiers. I could sense that everyone else in the store was staring at me. My nerves got the best of me.

            “What?” I nearly shouted at the whole store, “They’re for a friend.” I grabbed the unmarked bag and ran out.

            I never went to that pharmacy again.

            When I pulled up to my house I was relieved that both cars were gone. I turned off the ignition and ran upstairs to the bathroom.

            After five minutes of waiting, I finally went back into the bathroom to face what had to be faced. I looked into the sink, and there they were.

            Those god damned pink lines.

            The day felt like yesterday; it was hard to believe it was over two years ago. I still remember the look on my mom’s face when I told her.

            She had a sweet face, with short curly hair, that no matter what way she scowled, she would never look evil. She just yelled at me for a couple minutes, as was expected, but then she calmed down and was really supportive. After telling her my decision to go to America so Liam would never find out, she was a little on the fence, but was eventually on board.

            I miss her; a lot. She was “the cool parent”. She was always supportive in anything I chose to do, and always helped me through my tough times.

            My father was very helpful to, but he was nothing compared to my mom. I’m sure that if it was the other way around, and my dad had died and she was left all by herself, she wouldn’t even accept the money I would’ve offered. She might’ve even come out to New York with me.

            But we’ll never know now.

*Liam’s POV*

          “What do you want?” I asked the man standing in front of me, trying to keep him from coming inside. And when he leaned in to gain access to the inside, I smelled the whiskey on his breath.

            “Where is… the girl.” He said pushing me back, but I kept my ground.

            “Who?” I said, my teeth clenched. If he wasn’t Emily’s father, I would’ve punched him then and there.

            “Emma.” He said slowly.

            “Do you mean Emily?” I said sarcastically.

            “Yeah… the girl.” He said again. I rolled my eyes and pushed him outside. Right now I could give two shits about whether he was Emily’s father or not. He sure as hell wasn’t acting like one.

            “Yeah, that same girl that depended on you, and trusted you! That one?” I yelled, stepping up to him, making him fall over. I stood over him in the front yard of my house. Thank god this neighborhood is closed, or at least it should be.

            He didn’t respond, just nodded lazily to my question.

            “Yeah, that girl is in New York, and thank god, away from you. And you know what? I’m glad I told her to stop giving you money, because you are just a sad, pathetic drunk who can’t get their life together.” I yelled at him, pushing him down again.

            “You were… the one who… told her to stop with the money?” he yelled, trying to regain his balance and stand up. I nodded curtly. “Why you…” he started to say but fell over again.

            I just rolled my eyes and started to head back into my house, but then I heard something. It was a statement that made me twitch a little.

            “You do know that Emily cheated on you. Did she tell you the little girl was yours?” he said mockingly. I turned and stared at him.

            “Maya… her name is Maya.” I said slowly, trying to control my anger. “And yes I do know she isn’t mine. I don’t need your ass here to remind me!” I yelled, and before I killed the man ran back inside.

*Emily’s POV*

            In my art class, I continued to work on my project. It had to show an emotion; any emotion. And I chose regret. I regret a lot of things in life, many of those things I can’t undo.

            I regret leaving my mom, when she needed me. I regret running away from my problems. I regret not telling Liam about Maya. I regret that I let my dad my dad down.

            But one thing I don’t regret is Maya. Of course at first it seemed like a mistake, and I didn’t want it. But now, she is my world. I am so glad that I had Maya, because without her, I would be nothing. She is the reason I am fighting.

            And I’m not going to stop fighting.

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