BURNED

Chapter Three

Every day Kyle and I argued. It was getting better. I talked a lot with Shelly and once again she seemed to understand. My belly was getting bigger and bigger every day. I kept asking Kyle about going to my first doctor's visit to see the baby. He kept saying if he can get off work. Which leads me to our latest argument.

"Please Kyle I don't want to go alone."

"I said if I can get out of work I'll go, besides it's not even my kid. So what's the big deal?"

I sighed knowing he was right but it hurt. I looked at him. "Kyle this child may not be yours but I'm yours and you said you would be supportive."

"I am being supportive, still doesn't mean I have to like it."

He never did go with me to the doctor's appointment or any after that. Shelly came with me to every single one. She even took off work to go. I told her she didn't have to but she did anyways.

My god he was acting like a jerk. I couldn't deal with this. He was always out with John. Or so he says, he always comes home smelling like her. Her as in my friend Rachel. I know he is with her because she still wears the same perfume since college.

I can't blame him but I its hurts. He can't come and talk to me so he turned to her. If I don't fix us or shall I say me soon then I don't know what I'll do. I've told Shelly all about this as well. She says leave him, if he still hasn't changed then he won't when the baby comes. She said he may even get worse.

I told Kyle what Shelly said and he laughed. Said she is jealous that I have someone and she doesn't. Said she needs to mind her own business and I need to stop talking to her about him. He once said I should stop talking to her altogether and going to group because I've been a bitch ever since.

I know the therapy is good for me. I have felt more of myself. Granted I still can't give myself to Kyle. Every time he was tried, I have a panic attack.

The cops have been in contact with me as well. Trying to see if I remember any more details. I tell them everything I remember. Granted I still can't remember what the men look like, but I tell them that when I do I'll call.

Nightmares have slowed down a little, I'm only having them once a night instead of every time I close my eyes. So I know therapy has done its job and I will continue to go. Shelly helps as well. So I'm sorry Kyle I won't stop therapy or talking to Shelly.

You would think he would be happy that I'm getting better. But he seems more stressed. I just don't know how to deal with him and everything else. I have a little over a month left of this pregnancy and I hope things can change.

I woke with bad cramps today. But when I called my OB, she said they sounded like Braxton Hicks contractions. So I just relaxed all day. Kyle was gone and Shelly was out of town. I decided to take a nap on the couch after watching a movie.

I was running down the alley. Trying to get away fast when I was grabbed from behind. "Where are you going princess? We are going to have some fun." The voice said. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I heard laughing from two different people. Then I heard Kyle. Why was Kyle here? He was never in my dreams. Something's wrong.

"Come on princess you can't get away from us." The first man said. I pulled my fist back and punched him. That's when I saw his eyes. They were cold and the deepest brown I've ever seen. I then looked down and saw he had a huge scar from his left eye to the corner of his mouth.

I lost concentration as I was backed handed again. I fell to the cold damp ground. I looked over to the other man and saw his hair was red. Details I've never seen. Then again I heard Kyle. "Guys just give the bitch what she deserves and let's go." What why would he say this. What does it means?

I woke with a jolt. I was sweating and crying. Why was Kyle in my dream? Why was he encouraging them to do that to me? Oh god I remember more. Only I know Kyle wasn't there. That has to mean something else.

I know I needed to call the police. But when I started cramping up more I got scared. I thought something could be wrong. I wanted to make sure I was okay. I called Shelly and she told me to go get checked. So that's what I'm doing.

As I was lying in the hospital bed waiting to make sure I was okay and that my baby was okay, I called Kyle. He said he was on his way. I wasn't sure if I honestly wanted him to come or not. I stared at the ceiling and waited for what seemed like hours.

I looked over at the door when I heard it open and saw Kyle. "Hey baby we came as soon as we could."

"We?" Who was with him and why would he bring someone here?

"Hey girl. How are you and the baby?" Rachel asked with disgust. I haven't talked to her since she said she doesn't understand how I can keep a reminder of that night.

"What are you doing here? And better yet what are you doing with Kyle?"

"Oh come on baby Rachel is our friend. Now what have the doctors said? Are you okay? How's the um baby?"

"Don't know they haven't come in yet to tell me if everything is okay. I've been hooked up to this machine for about an hour. My belly itches from these bands and I just want to sleep."

"Ha this is why you should have listened to us. You would be fine if you would have. You could be working here instead of just lying here getting fat." God when did she turn into such a bitch. Rachel always spoke her mind but she was never this cruel. It's almost like she is caddy about my situation.

"You can leave now!" I was done listening to her. She wasn't helping and the fact Kyle just gave me a look that said he couldn't believe I was rude. Well it pissed me off more.

Rachel turned and looked at him. She whispered something into his ear then kissed his cheek. When she walked out Kyle glared at me.

"She is your friend Maci. You didn't need to be rude."

"Are you serious right now? She was rude Kyle! She shouldn't have even been here. We aren't friends anymore. Especially not now."

"You're so hormonal! I can't take it! I can't live like this. I never know how you're going to act."

He kept talking but I stopped listening. I couldn't believe he was really doing this while I laid here helplessly. While he was still yelling at me the machine started to go off. I looked over and then at him and now I was scared.

Kyle stopped talking and ran to my side. He looked concern. Nurses rushed in and as soon as I felt the liquid between my legs I reached down and felt the sticky wetness. I pulled my hand away and brought it into view. As I saw the blood I fainted.

I heard voices. But I didn't understand what they were saying the only one I did was Kyle's. "What's going on? Is she going to be okay?" Deep breaths. "Maci baby I'm so sorry! Please wake up Maci!"