It had now been two weeks, and still no Lindsey, she hadn't heard from him for almost all that time.
Stevie sat by the window, she had gone into a deep depression, not even wanting to play with Evie for long periods of time.
"Tee, what can I do to help you?" Barbara asked her daughter, very concerned about her health
"Nothing, I'm going to lay down for a bit," Stevie said quietly, Barbara hadn't seen her eat anything in a week
"Honey you need to eat! It's important!" She placed her hand on her shoulder. "I'm fine, I'm not hungry."
"Did you tell him?" Stevie shook her head
"No, and I don't plan to. He hasn't called in two weeks, who should I tell him that I'm pregnant?"
"Stevie he's the father, he has a right to know"
"He only wanted a baby to keep me from leaving him."
"That's not true! You know he would love to know your carrying his baby" she tried to reason with Stevie
"I haven't decided if I'm going to keep this baby, Mom," She walked over to the bed and sat
"No! I never want to hear you say that ever!" Barbara scolded her. "Why not?!"
"Because this is your baby! Your's and Lindsey's! What if he finds out?"
"He wouldn't care."
"How can you say that? He's loved Evie hasn't he? And she isn't even his!" Stevie looked at her mom
"How do you know that?" Stevie asked
"I know more than you think, Stephanie."
"Mother, how do you know?!" Stevie stood
"Because, she looks like you, but she also looks like someone else, and it sure isn't Lindsey!"
"You're right, she isn't Lindsey's! She's an abusive rapist's daughter!"
"What...?" Barbara asked
"Nothing," Stevie looked away, focusing on tidying
"What do you mean rapist, Stevie?"
"I didn't want you to ever find out about this."
"Stephanie, what?" She said with tears in her eyes
"He raped me when I was seven months pregnant." Stevie whimpered, turning away from Barbara
"Oh my baby..." Barbara had to sit down quickly
"Mama," Stevie kneeled in front of her, "I didn't want you to find out."
"Where was Lindsey?"
"Unconscious...bleeding out on the floor."
"He tried everything he could to stop it..." she added
"Baby," Barbara wrapped her arms around Stevie, "I'm so sorry."
They stayed embraced with each other for a few minuets, when Stevie spoke again
"There's something else you should know"
"What is it?"
"You...you have a grandson, called David..."
"Where is he?"
"He's with Lindsey"
"Why? Why didn't he come with you?"
"Because I'm not his birth mother, and Lindsey wouldn't let me have him"
