"Taylor" theirs panic in the mans voice but I don't know why. His voice is familiar but I can't think who it is.
My head hurts, I move my hand up to touch my head. It doesn't move, I try again and nothing happens. My arms are heavy, it feels like they are being weighed down by bricks. I try to open my eyes but they won't budge.
"Oh Taylor" the man cries again. I wish he would stop calling her then maybe he would notice that I can't move. What makes this Taylor woman so special, I need help too.
Flashes of light seep through my eyes making them hurt even more. I want to scrunch my eyes tight but they refuse to follow my order. I'm fighting a losing battle against my own body. It's like I'm trapped, I'm a prisoner. I don't know what's happened to me but I know I'm hurt.
The pain is consuming me, I try to fight the darkness but it pulls me under.
.....
"You stay away from her. This is your fault"
Mom, that was my moms voice. I would never forget my moms voice, she's crying. Why is my mom crying.
"Oh Taylor, my poor baby"
So I'm Taylor, that makes sense. I try to pay attention to the conversation around me but I succumb to the darkness again.
..
"Mrs white, Taylor is responding well to treatment. We expect her to make a full recovery"
My mother sobs again. I wish I could put my arm around her and tell her it will be ok.
"Then why isn't she waking up" my mother asks.
.....
I try to move again but nothing happens, I can't do anything. I'm crying, I can feel tears rolling down my face.
"She's crying" my dads voice fills the room.
"Can she hear us" my mom asks.
"I expect that she can, all her brain activity is normal. It's her body that's exhausted that's why she's not waking up" the doctor explains.
........
**** flashback***
"No, no. No. No. Fuck no" I shake my head and refuse to believe that what I'm seeing is real.
"Yes" bree says.
"It can't be, there's no way" I argue.
I hand my head, it doesn't seem real. It can't be real, I was so careful.
"Pass it here" I ask.
Bree puts the small stick in my hands along with the box. I rub at the window and see that their is intact 2 lines. I had hoped that my friend had been joking.
"You can rub it all you want but you will still be pregnant" bree says.
"Actually if you rubbed yourself more you wouldn't be in this position"
I know she's making a joke to try and lighten the mood. I frown at her and she gives me a tight smile in response.
"So who's the baby daddy"
I don't need to think about it, there's only one person oh could be. " I've only been with chuck in the last year well apart from joe but that only happened yesterday so unless he has super strength sperm it's not his"
"That's a shame it would be such a good ice breaker"
I raise my eyebrows at her and wait for her to elaborate.
"Well how many people can say that their best friend got knocked up after a one night stand with an oscar winner" she shrugs.
"Right"
"Everyone out there knows someone who's been knocked up by a rock star, it's hardly original" she explains.
"Why are we friends" I ask.
"Well you had a nice car and the good booze" she starts.
"I was taking to myself" I snap.
Bree smirks and puts her hands up in defeat.
"Actually you being pregnant by chuck is great"
"How so" this I have to hear.
Bree plops herself down on the bed and makes herself comfortable. "Your kids grandad is also his moms ex. Not ever kid can say that"
"Except if their from Nashville" she continues.
"Your from Nashville"
"Yeah and ?
Nevemind. Bree will say anything if she thinks it will result in a laugh, she's been like this since I've known her.
"This is so messed up, how can I have his baby when he isn't even speaking to me"
In a very un bree like move she puts her arms around my shoulders and comforts me. There's no jokes, no bits just friendship. "No matter how he's been acting lately chucks a good guy. He will do right by you"
"Yeah I know but what if tells me to have an abortion"
Bree shrugged. "Are you sure you don't want one. It may be the easier option"
"Bree I'm all for pro choice but I'm having this baby. It may be the easier choice to not have it but life isn't easy"
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He's not my dad
RomanceWhat happens when a twenty-something woman falls for a man older than her own father? A man of power, status, and decades of experience-not just in life, but as her boss. When Harper lands a dream job at a prestigious firm, she's eager to prove hers...
