Dark (The Past Never Changes)

Chapter 37

Kaylee's POV

Today is the day that I go in to get tested for the father of the baby. I can either end up wanting this baby, or doing everything possible to get rid of I know that sounds bad, but I really don't care. Would you want to keep a rapists baby? No, didn't think so.

I still haven't told Mark the exact reason why I did what I did, but I don't think that he cares. He knows I'll come back when I'm ready and if I don't like what I find out, hopefully I come back soon. I feel like everything I've worked up to for boxing is slowly slipping away. I feel like my life is slowly getting better, but falling apart at the same time.

I didn't want anyone to go with me, but Ashton has to go because of the DNA part. I don't really know what I'm expecting. I think no matter what, apart of me will always want to just get this little thing out of me, but then again another part of me will wonder what he or she is gonna look like and how he or she will act.

Now that I'm a little over two months, I feel a little better. I haven't thrown up as much and I've been able to eat. I haven't exactly gone out too much, but Ashton has taken me on a couple of dates and spends basically every night with me. It's hard to believe that it's been two months since everything happened, and I can still vision every detail perfectly in my mind. It still hurts to do that, but then again, I haven't really had too many things remind me of it.

We finally arrive at the hospital and I take a deep breath before going inside. He has to leave early so we took two cars. I check us in and we wait patiently to be called. When we are, a female nurse takes us to a room and takes our blood pressure and stuff like that. We wait a little longer before the doctor comes back.

"Hi Kaylee, how are you?" He smiles politely.

"I'm fine, how are you you?" I ask.

"Good, thanks. So we'll just take some tests and find out soon." I nod and he begins to use things to get our DNA.

We didn't need to get Alex's DNA because obviously if the DNA doesn't match up with Ashton's, it's Alex's. After about ten minutes of testing and sticking things on us, he finally says he'll be back and leaves the room. I sigh.

"Don't worry babe, we'll be okay." He assures me.

"I know. I just, I don't know why I'm so nervous." I look at him.

"We both are. Whatever the results are, it can be dealt with." He rubs my thigh.

"Alright, well tell your dad that I'm sorry." I kiss his cheek.

"Will do. I hope everything's goes okay. If you need me, call me." He says and I nod before he kisses me and stalks out of the room.

Again I'm left alone. I know that I've been with Ashton a lot lately, but when no ones around I feel super lonely. I think it's because I'm fighting the images that haunt my my mind, so it makes me feel weird. I have a feeling I will always remember most of what happened very vividly. It still scares me and makes me wish I was stronger, but I wasn't and now I have to live with it.

I can still remember the look on Ashton's face. How dark his eyes were and how clenched his jaw was. How his breathing was unstable and his hits seemed to have been ten times more powerful than usual. As boxers, we are trained to steady our anger and take hits in a way that other people can't, but I could tell that Ashton wasn't even trying to control his anger until I was near him.

It kind of makes me want to prevent all fights with him. Like I know he'll never hit me, or even come near me while he's like that, but I can't say the same for any other male in the room. I already saw him murder one person, I don't think I could handle another. I kind of felt weird to be touched by him after Louis announced Alex's death, but even then, Ashton's touch still made me feel safe and a whole lot better than I really was, or even cared to admit. I still don't care to admit that.

I still don't care about a lot. Like I can honestly say that if Ashton gets mad and leaves, it doesn't bother me as much as it would other girls. If he wants to leave he has every right to. I can't stop him, and even then, both of us know that one of us will end up calling the other to make sure we're okay. Just to make sure, there's no conversation about solving the problem or meeting up to figure it out, or even an 'I miss you'. Just 'are you okay' and that's basically it. But we end up going to each other's house and talking or yelling it out.

I'm broken from my thoughts when the doctor comes back in.

"Alright, well I got all the things we need and will send you the results in two or three days. I hope the results are the ones you're looking for." He smiles warmly at me.

"Thank you." I force a smile and get up to leave.

"Have a good day Kaylee." He says softly as I walk past him.

"You too." I mutter before walking out to my car. And these next two or three days could be the longest ones I've ever had.

***

"Hey how was it?" Bree asks as I walk into the kitchen.

"Long and boring, and I still don't have the results." I sigh.

"I know. They don't arrive for a few days right?" She asks.

"Yeah." I roll my eyes.

"Can I know yet, or no?" Harry butts in and I totally forgot he was here.

"Um, you didn't tell him?" I question Bree.

"No, I told him that this was your business to tell, not mine." She says. I smile at her because I've never heard anyone say that. I expected her to tell Harry, but knowing that she really didn't makes me see how good of a friend she really is.

"Oh, well... I'm, uhhhhhhhhh you tell him." I look at Bree. She nods and I look down and slouch in my chair to try to disintegrate in mid air.

"Um, Kaylee's pregnant." She says bluntly.

"Woah." Harry's eyes are wide and he looks like he's trying to process this information.

"Yep." I sigh.

"I-I'm so sorry Kaylee." He finally says.

"Don't be. It's alright." I assure him.

"Okay, well there's this party Saturday. Wanna go?" Bree asks. I think about it for a moment. Why not? I mean it's not like anything bad can happen since I can't drink.

"Yeah. Ashton will come too." I tell her and she nods.

I know Ashton will try to fight me on this, I mean what can happen that's worse than what already happened to me? I'm going to that party, whether he is or not, but I already know he'll go, just to protect me.

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A/N- Short chapter today because the next chapter is going to be super long!!!! Two votes? Thanks guys. I loves you!:)