Submitting (On Hold)

Chapter 16

When I heard his voice I started shaking. Both is fear and something else. What if he's planning to somehow escape? God knows he probably could. What if he already escaped?

"Cara?" His voice came through again and I felt like hanging up. I can't deal with this right now.

"H-How did you get this number?" I asked shakily

"I have my ways," He said.

"Why are you calling me?" my voice was still shaking.

"I'm coming back for you," He said and I froze. "Just because I'm in Jail, doesn't mean I can't escape. You made a huge mistake helping Nola escape. You're not getting off easy. No matter where you go. I will find you."

My mom came into the room and said my face. She dropped her bag a grabbed her phone. I was still frozen as she looked at her screen and saw it was an unknown number.

She held it up to her ear and yelled 'who is this'. But he seemed to have already hung up the phone.

She looked at me, her face going from angry to concerned.

"Cara, who was that?" She asked as she sat down on the couch with me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"It was him" I sobbed,"H-He said he was coming for me. H-He said no matter where I go he would find me."

"No, Cara, I will make sure he can't find you. We can change your name. He will not find you." She said.

I look over at her through the tears in my eyes.

"Mom, I'm scared."

It was true. Although there are feeling that I might have for him. I don't want them. Right now, I wasn't ready to go down to that life again.

She pulled me into a hug and whispered that everything was going to be okay.

When my tears had finally started to clear up, my mom's phone started ringing again. She ignored it, but when it went off again, she pulled away from the hug and I saw her phone. It was the hospital.

She answers her phone and I wasn't able to hear what the doctor said, but after she ends the called she told me what they said.

"We have to go to the hospital. The tests are in. They said they need you in as soon as possible." She said.

I nod my head and whip the dry tears from my face. I got up from the couch and walked with her to the car.

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After about 15 minutes we were at the hospital and waiting in the waiting room. 5 minutes went by and a nurse came and got us and leads us to the room, where we wait for about a minute before the doctor came in. 

I was a little nervous. I mean, what if he gave me something? Like Aids? Or HIV? Who knows where he's been.

"He didn't give you any STD or STI's, so there no need to worry about that, but there was one thing that came back positive." He said. "Congratulations Ms.Wilson, your pregnant." (A/N~ Just so you know, doctors have to say Congratulations. Also, STI's are curable disease)

What?

I started to feel tears in my eyes. I thought that my mother would tell me what a slut I am, but she didn't. 

Instead, it was just like when David called me. She hugged me and told me everything would be okay, we would figure this out.

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After the doctor office, we left the state. Since it was still early in my pregnancy, I was allowed on the plane. The doctor gave me a note, saying that they need to see this to let me on to the flight.

Mom said we were going to a small town in Kansas called Lecompton. Less than 1,000 people. Mom said we should be safe there till the baby is born and a year after. So we would be staying there for about 2 years.

After 2 years, we would start moving around. She said we could never be too careful. Just in case he was to get out again.

As me and her talked about it, I wondered why we couldn't stay with my dad. My actual dad. She told me he was a bad man and didn't deserve us. She said he wouldn't be surprised if he was in Jail.

She finally wanted to know the name of the man that has caused so much pain. I told her I would tell her when we land in Kansas City, MO. We had to land there because it was the closed AirPort.

I knew that Davids full name was David Wilson and its weird that he has my last name, but I didn't really think about it too much. 

Right now I was thinking about how this baby would affect my life. There was no way that I was going to have an abortion. I never really thought about this before. Mainly because I thought that I was a lesbian, and never even thought of having sex with a man.

There was always adoption, but I wouldn't feel right giving my child away.

I'm going to keep this baby. It doesn't matter who isn't father is. It's innocent in this whole thing and deserves a life.

A/N~ Sorry I posted this late. I meant to post it earlier, but my family got in the way