There are machines all around me, some are breathing for me others are making sure I'm still alive. I can hear the beeping and some people talking around me but I am not awake and can't speak. I knew exactly how I got there but I wanted to know if Dom was there. I can feel someone holding my hand but it was clear to me it wasn't Dom's. It is scary to be alone in your own mind but there is a person standing in front of me telling me to get clean. I can only assume this person is GOD and he is talking to me about being clean because next time I may never wake up. I can feel the tubes moving and someone is cleaning my face. I can't stay focused on one thing but I know there is a lot going on. There is one swift punching feeling and the person in front of me is gone and my ees fly open. I hear the voices of Kyler and Weston but no Dom. He is nowhere to be found. The doctors and nurses flood the room giving me instructions as they begin to pull the tubes from my body. Kyler is talking to me but he isn't saying anything but encouraging. Weston is looking on at me sick like knowing once again Dom has ruled my life. I move freely in the bed once they are done and Kyler is gone. Weston is sitting next to me shaking his head.
"I don't want you to say what you are thinking. I know what you are going to say and at this time I am lucky to be alive."
"You're lucky I found you, we haven't seen you in almost a week from work and I grew concerned. Kyler told me about your man and his problems but I didn't believe him until I nearly broke our door down. You were crumpled over and barley breathing. By the time the ambulance got there you had died. They brought you back but you were on these machines for over a week and they were going to pull all plugs on you but I asked them to wait. I knew you were much stronger then this and that you would survive." He said
"Thank you for coming to my rescue."
"By the way make sure you ask the doctor if you are ok. He will know what you mean. I will see you when you get out of here. We will have to talk then." He said grabbing my hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.
The doctor came in and he went over all of my findings knowing little to nothing about me other then what they had been told from Kyler and Weston. They asked me what they wanted to know and just before the doctor left he turned and said
"Did you know you are pregnant?"
"I had no idea, how far?" I asked feeling bad that I not only could have killed myself but my baby as well.
"Your about six weeks and I must ask that you get and stay clean for your child." He said before leaving.
I had that to chew on and I had some things to think through. I couldn't figure out what was going on then but I hoped once this headache I had went away I could figure it out. I hadn't talked to Dom in a while but somehow I got back to his house. He was there with some friends high as always but I no longer wanted that life. When I walked in the door he asked me where I was and how I was doing. I freaked out explaining everything and then as I headed to my room shouted "I'm pregnant by the way." The room grew silent and every one stared at him. His face lost all its color and now I had to figure out what Weston meant by needing to talk to him. I sat in my room looking back over the past six weeks and it hit me like a ton of bricks. There was a very good chance this baby was Weston's and not Dom's. I left it go for a while as I withdrew from the drugs and tried to get back to a normal life. I got a small waitressing job in the city where I grew up. It wasn't much money but it paid the little bills I had. There wasn't a day where I didn't see someone I knew.
Almost five months along and today is like any other day. Wait on tables all day but today was a register day so the tips would be less but the pay is more. Not sure how they work it out but they do. As I was leaving I ran into Weston and his buddies in the parking lot.
"See what we have here." He said drawling my attention to him.
"What is it you want?" I said snapping at him. At first he didn't say anything as if he was trying to come up with something clever.
"Looks like you got more problems than you can handle." He said laughing
I didn't say anything, I only looked at him in hopes he would disappear soon.
"You know you enjoyed yourself. Where's your precious Dom now?" He asked as I ignored him. I got into the car and drove off without answering him.
I went on with my life living in the same house as Dom staying clean while he got high almost every night. I asked him many times to get clean with me but he refused. Then one night we were talking about the baby and he asked me to have an abortion so we could live freely. I refused and then told him about the possibility of it being some other mans. He was instantly pissed even though he just asked me to get an abortion. He left the house for a few hours as if he had something more important to do. I was too far along for an abortion but it also wasn't an option for me. I tried to convince him this would be ok and he had nothing to worry about. He on the other hand felt like there was a lot at stake for him. I was just about eight months pregnant when Dom came to me somewhat sober.
We had everything we would need, good jobs, money and I was having a baby. Soon it would be complete but I had one hurtle to tackle and that was figuring out who the father to my precious baby was. There was a time of about a month that Dom and I took a break and in that break I screwed around with a co-worker of mine (his name is Weston). Now I'm unsure where I stand but I know one thing is for sure I will have Dom to help, or so I thought.
"We have to talk about some things before life gets crazy." Dom said pulling me out of my own thoughts
"What is it?" I asked
"I have to tell you that I am not ready for any of this. The fact that you could very possibly be carrying another man's child is killing me. I also think I am not ready for this seeing as you have been clean for months now and I can't even get clean for you or this child. Drugs play a big role in my life and they always have." He started and instantly my heart was in my stomach.
"So what are you saying?" I asked him pushing for more answers
"I am saying we are done. If you want, I will drop you off at your moms." He said pointing towards the door.
I was more than upset but no words formed and all I could do was cry. My mom opened the door and to my surprise she seemed less than happy to see me. She moved aside allowing me to come in but the welcome wasn't very welcoming. She stared at me as if I was some lost puppy looking for my forever home. We didn't speak for a while but finally she broke the silence.
"What is it you want Brinsley?
"I am in need of a place to stay at this time." I said
"What happened to your wonderful man Dom? Seems you and him have had a good time. Or did you tell him you're pregnant and he ran like all cowards do?" She began questioning me
"He said he isn't ready for a child and his drug habit is more important than me and a child. So here I am." I said. She stood there just staring at me for a moment then it hit her and her face changed to horrify.
"There is something you're not saying. Either you're still doing drugs or that baby may not be his." She said accusingly.
"Not doing drugs mom, but this baby may not be his."
"I can't house you here, I suggest you go to the other man and get with him. I can't take on a baby and you. I am in this great relationship and I don't need you or a baby to screw that up." She said pointing to the door. She threw me some money and I left the house without another word.
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Unexpected Turns (EDITING)
General Fiction*This story is going on a major rewrite. It's one of the first stories I've ever written and it's a bit hard to follow. Same concept and characters just fresher* Faced with everyday life choices Brinsley thought she had her life in order, Colle...
