When The Truth Comes Out

Wait!

Chapter 13😘

Wait!

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Was he going to kiss me?

Don't be stupid.

Maybe I was stupid.

Why did now feel like it was the best time tell him the truth, the best of anytime.

Adjusting my chest, and after a few seconds longer of getting lost in his eyes I drew in a breath and in a low whisper I told him what he needed to here.

"Landon, I'm pregnant."

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I've officially gone crazy. My nerves have shattered, he hasn't spoken a word.

He was possibly thinking of the right words to say. Or all the wrong.

I was alleviated when his mouth opened; gaping more or less. His eyes lingered on mine, searching for an early April Fools joke, or just friendly way of sharing my life with him. The baby wasn't his, I could see the look in his eyes. He was stunned, dumbfounded, curious. The list goes on and on.

The prolonging judgement of silence was broken. With his soft eyes he wrinkled his eyebrows into and arch above his nose.

"What do you mean by that?"

Had I not made my statement clear. I swear if he asks "how?" I'll punch him, I'll punch him right in his robust arm! I couldn't bring my lips to restate my words, to bring it to his attention. I'd said it once and that was enough. I only nodded my head, then subtly placed my right hand on my stomach.

He whipped his head to the left, his entire focus on the carpet. Abruptly he rose, and walked to the farthest corner of the room.

Does he really not want to be near me? I'm sorry, have I all of a sudden become the bad guy?

My shoulders sank and I thought to stand, to run over to him and explain in more depth. But my legs were molded to the couch, and the stupid quivering of my lips numbed my vocal cords.

Stupid emotions always getting in the way. I couldn't ever decide how I wanted my body to respond, it always decided it for me. Like a deck of cards; it was all in the shuffle.

I jumped as he let out a angry growl of a noise, it didn't seem like him. He locked his eyes to the carpet, his pupils darting furiously, I could tell he was raking his mind.

"I'm sorry," I whispered to the floor, but it didn't even seem audible. I knew he heard me when he began to shake his head vigorously. His jaw muscles clenched and he looked right into my eyes.

"Don't," he seethed pointing his index finger at me and practically jabbing out my soul. The fury in his eyes was scary, and somewhat attractive. I pushed my hair behind my ear, trailing to the tip then twirling the bottom between my fingertips. I didn't know what emotion to partake, my brain said nervousness.

I looked away from him, my eyes swelling with tears and no matter how far I looked up they wouldn't trail back into my skull. I closed my eyes, my jaw quivered and my nose screamed tinges of a sneeze.

This was a bad idea. A very, very bad idea.

"Mine?" He questioned in a voice that boomed as if I were a child unable to comprehend. I opened my eyes, that was all he needed to see to know that yes, this was our baby. There was no joyful glee, no proud father moment, he eyes were filled with menacing anger that would explode like a capped bottle in a radiating fire any second.

I bow my head down lower.

"That's why I'm telling you," I mumbled in the same way he idiotically asked. I didn't dare look up, the side he was showing was to crazed for me to look any farther than the fluffed carpet.

"How long have you known?" He ordered.

"Awhile," I blush disdainfully. A short groan sounded from Landon's throat, making the moment all the more agonizing. I fidgeted with my sweaty palms, gathering words that were whipping in the imaginable winds of the basement.

"And you didn't say anything? You just figured I'd figure it out; like I'm some damn master mind? Is that it?" I gulp in air but none of it would swallow, and my breathing picked up the pace; measuring at almost hyperventilation. His voice was only getting louder, I knew because the faint sound of the back door clicking was heard. Though I doubt he could here anything but straight ringing in his own ears.

"God this is stupid!" he exclaimed. Panicking I drew my feet closer, breathing in tight air that he was releasing. I flickered my gaze to look anywhere but into his eyes, his lecturing stare was impudent. My body jumped as a clatter of noise eroded from the rear of the room.

I instantly swung over to look at a pile of shattered screen pieces; then I trailed to the hollowed screen. That beautiful television, so full of life with its amazing picture and deafening sound. All that large sum of money, whisked down the drain. His phone sat along the shards, a ruined screen to match his actions.

"I-I didn't mean. No-I don't even know," he stutters profusely. Shaking his head, as his eyes close in the gathering of his thoughts.

At this time Lucas makes an appearance in the archway.

"What is going on?" He asked worriedly, Megan of course in tow. He takes in the scene, slowly but surely; sadly he cries: "My baby! My beautiful un-replaceable heavenly companion!" His whining didn't stop there but all my functions were clouded, and tears began to pore from my red rimmed eyes; naturally. Though I'm sure it was just as exaggerated as the marshmallows on the Lucky Charms cereal box.

"I'm done," Landon decided backing away from the scene and the room.

"Wait?!" I panicked, pushed past Megan who was astounded by the entire aspect. He didn't stop, but my legs were thinking before my words and I ran after him. Tailing his heels I touched his shoulder and he flinched.

"Just- don't run off," I pleaded into his eyes. He looked straight at me intending to grasp my attention just this once.

"I'm not running," he deadpanned. He quickened his long legs, with a shuddering slam of the front door, he was gone. He was gone.

I wasn't going to give up that easily, I sprung open the door; and eagerly searched the fogged night. No, he's not gone. I screamed to myself. I made my legs pick up speed until I was jogging down the street. I watched ahead looking for any movement, but I hadn't watched my step and a quick as I'd become at an even pace my body piled to the side walk.

I let out a shriek of pain, and grabbed at my bleeding knees. My eyes were swallowed in salted tears that raced in every direction, I let out another sob before my body laid down and I hugged myself on the cold concrete.

I was there for was seemed like forever, when Megan's strained voice broke into the air.

"Macey? ... Macey! .... Macey?!" She shouted numerous times. I didn't bother to answer; there wasn't any use. I closed my eyes tightly and let the crickets sooth my beating chest. Eventually I felt my body hover above the ground in the arms of someone, while Megan frantically repeated my name.

"Macey, oh Mace. Are you okay? Open your eyes sis."

I mumbled back, a few complicated words, along the lines of "down the street", and then I was dead to the world. My heart exhausted.

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Yes! Okay, it's extremely short. I haven't updated in a flies decade; bare with me I'm still learning the ropes of writing. Oh and the devilish "writers block" won't quit messin' with my head. Love my readers though! ;D

|Authors Confession|

A- I was going to make Landon her boyfriend. But the "one night stand" created a more problematic novel.

B- I wrote the first chapter on the back of my notebook in class one day. Then in all went up hill from there.