Nothing But The Truth

9

:::Emma's POV:::

I was going to tell Drew I really was! Then my mom showed up though for the funeral and I don't want to do t with her here because if he rejects the baby and me I don't want my mom to know I even told him. Plus with everything going on the last thing I need is more stress. I did ask him to come with me to the funeral though because he makes me feel calm, and I want to ease into telling him about the baby. My dad's a perfect example that life is short and I need to do this soon. Tomorrow is never promised.

Drew's sitting with my mom in the front row and on his other side is the now empty seat of where I'd been sitting before I got up to talk about my dad in front of all the family that's come to the funeral out here. I mean most of dad's side lives out here in Cali though so that's a plus. He grew up here actually. That's why he loved that I'd gotten out of the hell hole in Maryland to come out here.

"Thank you all for joining us to morn the loss of my father. He meant the world to me, and it kills me to think he's really gone." I started and tears streaked my cheeks. "Every week on Tuesday I'd watch an hour of TV with my dad when I lived back home. We'd watch two half hour tv shows that we both love, together. Now to some of you that doesn't sound like whole lot. I mean me and my dad did other things together too, but this was the only time it was really just us. It meant a lot to me this one hour of TV with him.

You see when I was a kid my dad was rarely ever home. He worked at the sheriffs office. Sometimes the phone would ring all hours of the morning and he's leave before the sun was even up, only to come home really late and do it all again. He missed family dinner, parent teacher conferences, sport practices, and so on. Now though he'd retired and was home all the time.

He spent a lot if time with my little sister because he didn't get to see me grow up really so it's all new to him mostly. Helping with her homework and fighting to get her hair brushed in the morning. She's a good clip younger than me, she's only seven and she couldn't be here today because this is all too much for her to grasp." I too a shaky deep breath.

"Every Tuesday though at nine o'clock mom took my sister to bed and me and dad sat down to watch our shows. We didn't talk really or anything. We just watched and laughed then held small talk durning muted commercials.

I can honestly say I looked forward to this time on Tuesday every week. Just because it was my time with my dad. It was simple but it was important to me. I don't know what I'll do now that I'm never going to get that hour again. Not even when I go home to visit. When I call home he's never going to answer the phone and harass me or pretend he's mad about choices I'm making." I took another shaky breath and wiped a tear away.

"Life is short and tomorrow isn't promised so we all need to take life for what it is and live it. That's what Dad would want. He'd want me to live my life and be honest and thoughtful and everything else he instilled in me as a kid. And that's what I'm going to do." I sighed as I finished and then walked back to my seat avoiding everyone's eyes. For a second I'd thought about blurting out that I was having Drew's baby, but I thought better of it. That's not a smart way to tell him.

"That was a great speech Emma." Drew whispered to me when I sat down.

I nodded my head and faked a smiled. "Thanks." I said still not looking up from the plain brown carpeted floor.

Drew hesitantly took my hand in his and squeezed it gently making me feel somewhat better. After everyone who wanted to told stories about my dad and said a few words the funeral came to a close and he was laid to rest in the cemetery.

"Thank you for coming with me." I said to Drew as I walked with him to the door.

"You're welcome Emma." He said. "Don't even hesitate to call me if you need something."

"Drew I can't possibly-" Drew cut me off.

"I'm serious. I know we've had a rocky thing going on here but you can't tell me you don't feel the connection between us." I didn't argue because he was right. "So if you need something I'm just a phone call away." He smiled.

"How are you so amazing Drew Chadwick?" I laughed. Him being so perfect makes me feel like shit for keeping this huge secret to myself.

"I could ask you the same thing Emma." He winked.

"I'm not amazing Drew." I shook my head. "Far from it actually."

"I doubt that." He snorted.

"You should go. It's getting late." I sighed. "I'll call if I need you."

He agreed hugged me then left. I have to tell him. I can't keep it any longer. My moms going to my doctor appointment with me tomorrow then I'm taking her to the airport to go home. After she's gone I'm going to call Drew and tell him to come over. Then I'm going to tell him.

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A/N: Emma's planning to actually tell Drew!! 😱 So do you think he's going to take it well, or do you think Emma's gonna wimp out again? The next few chapters are probably going to be a mix of POV's just so you can see things from everyones perspective. I'm having a blast writing this and I'm so glad you guys seem to like it so far. Thanks for reading and supporting don't forget to vote