Kaylee's POV
It's been also two weeks since I got home. I finally started boxing again a couple days ago. I have a fight in a couple of days. I'm still bruised and cut up, but the pain has mostly gone away.
I'm not sure why but I have been sick lately. Like I throw up all the time and I don't know why. Maybe it's still the images from Alex, which are still fresh in my mind when I decide to think about it.
I'm going to the doctor right now. I don't want to think about it, but I know what could come out of going, so I'm going alone. I really fucking hope that isn't the case, but if it is, I have to deal with it, right? I mean I can't just ignore it.
"Ah Kaylee, looking better." My doctor says.
"Thanks." I say softly.
"What's going on?" He asks.
"I've been throwing up." I say.
"How often?" He asks.
"Like twice a day." I try to remember.
"Okay, well here you go." He hands me a cup and I'm assuming I have to pee in it. I take a deep breath and go to the bathroom.
After I'm done, I put the cup on his desk so he can grab it when he comes in. I sit back on the bed and close my eyes. A couple minutes later he comes back and takes the cup. He gives me a small smile before leaving the room. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket.
Ashton: Beautiful! You're not home, so I'll come by later, yeah?
Me: Bree should be there, you can wait I'll only be a little longer.
Ashton: Okay babe!!:] See you soon!xx
I read his message and go to reply, but the doctor comes back so I just exit the message and put my phone away. He looks at me uneasy before opening his mouth to speak, but he stays silent. Oh fuck. This is not good.
"Kaylee, you-" I cut him off.
"I know." I say quietly.
"I'm so sorry." He says.
"Can I set up an appointment for a paternity test?" I ask.
"Yeah. It will have to be at least 8 weeks from today." He says.
"It doesn't matter what day." I say.
"Okay. How about Thursday, March 27th at 2:30 pm?" He asks.
"Okay." I say and look down.
"No boxing Kaylee." He says before leaving the room.
I get up and hastily walk out of the hospital. I get in my car and slam the door. I remember the week I got taken. Ashton and I had sex the day before so there's a chance that it could be his still. I hope. I don't remember Alex or Ashton saying anything about the condom breaking, but then again why would they? I don't remember seeing them take it off either, and maybe that's why Alex beat me so hard after I slapped him. He was still upset about the condom situation. Either way, I can't tell anybody. Not until I find out at least.
I finally pull up and walk inside quickly, shutting the door loudly and making my way towards the stairs.
"Woah, Kaylee what's wrong?" Bree asks.
"Nothing." I yell.
"Calm down what happened?" She says softly.
"None of your fucking business." I scream and stalk upstairs. I hear Ashton following me but I slam my door and lock it before he can come in.
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Dark (The Past Never Changes)
FanfictionKaylee is a dark person, who keeps to herself pretty often. She has three amazing friends and she doesn't think she needs anyone else. But one person makes her believe otherwise.