Dirty Holiday - (18+) (COMPLETED)

Away with the Fairies

ZOFIA'S POINT OF VIEW:

Somehow I couldn't decide whether I'd have prefered to have internal bleeding to the prospect of becoming a mother. Both circumstances were scary but at least with internal bleeding a life wasn't in my hands. I probably could've handled the situation better had Lucas not been laughing nervously, I don't think he even believed me.

I clenched the hospital sheets in a fist hidden from view trying not to be frustrated. As childish as it was he was making a big deal out of it when he's not the one with a small thing growing in his womb! Besides it was FUNNY that he hadn't even considered my feelings in this.

The doors creaked open slightly, Xander's forehead and eyes popped into view he coughed abruptly. 'Is everything okay in here?'

'She's having a baby...' Lucas spurting the first words and weakly muttering baby. Great, excellent the news was out!

'I thought you said you were protected?!' Xander exclaimed coming closer to the bed.

Lucas looked pained, his face scrunched up and his eyes strained.

'I thought I was.' I muttered embarrassed.

'Did you not think it through? Were you lying?' Xander accused unreasonably.

Lucas remained silent a thoughtful expression on his face.

'There's like a one in 1000 chance of the pill not working, how was I supposed to know?' I argued feeling unclean and rude.

'If you weren't certain you shouldn't have screwed me in the first place!' Xander growled.

Lucas quietly put a hand on Xander's shoulder. 'It's not her fault.' Lucas quietly said to Xander.

'Well you aren't keeping it are you?' Xander almost begged. I lost any sense of kindness towards Xander, how dare he tell me what to do after one fuck?!

'Xander I doubt you're even capable of being a father, its more likely that Lucas is the father!' I coughed.

Both of them went silent, only a gulp from Lucas was heard.

The nurse walked in and stood between the boys. 'Is everything alright?' I wasn't but my lips wouldn't move, so the nurse placed her hands on the boys backs and led them out of the room.

I was a sick person, I'd had sex with two guys within one week, I'd just been pleasured on a hospital bed out of nerves and worst of all I was pregnant...

This was not how I had planned that this life would go, I'd skipped all the settling down, engagement, hen parties, white wedding, hot honeymoon and dived into the deep end.

The nurse came back in. 'May I?' She asked gesturing to the seat by my bed. I nodded. 'I can only assume that this wasn't a happy surprise of a miracle?'

No shit. 'Not at all.'

'Look, I'm not going to convince you to keep the baby, because if you don't want it it wouldn't grow up in the happy environment it should. I just think it would do you good to sit down and think it through.' She offered fiddling with her pocket watch.

'I don't know who the father is...' I whispered words coming up my throat like dried up dirt.

No shocked expression on her face at all she calmly took my hand in hers. 'Are all three of you together?'

'Urmm no, I made a mistake because I thought Lucas had betrayed me...'

'And they're both here for you now... They both must care for you very much to withstand each other, even if only barely.' She suggested.

'Yeah... But I wouldn't want to raise a child without knowing the father.'

'Then don't, do a DNA test if you want to know, or don't have the baby...'

'I don't know if I could wait that long to know.'

'You're baby is a miracle, it's amazing it survived the accident with you whilst so young.' She carried on. 'You may not be sure now, but this thing that's growing inside of you is capable of being either your son or daughter. And when that child opens its little eyes and looks into yours you'll know that that is the only thing you'll worry about for the rest of your life.'

I moved my hand onto my womb and tenderly touched it. Was I capable of becoming a mother? 'I can't end this Childs life... My Childs life.'

She smiled. 'None of my two children were planned, but for me the chance that they are here means they are meant to be, and I wouldn't have ever thought to have change that. They are my being.'

Tears leaked from my eyes, I couldn't decide whether I was happy or confused. 'Is there anyway that you could find out who the father is now?'

'Procedures like that are far to dangerous and expense to carry through, we only normally do that if a rape victim comes into our ward.' Suddenly I felt even more guilty for asking.

'What should I say to them?'

'Who? The ward? I don't think they'll do it.' She stiffened.

'No, I mean the two potential fathers.'

'Start with the one you care about least it'll be easier that way.' And with those final words of advice she left me alone in the room to ponder what words I could say or not say to the beginning of creating a new life.