Chapter 7

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**Katie's pov**

I open my eyes for the first time in three weeks. The lights in the hospital are blinding. My whole body was numb from staying still so long. I look around and realise that I'm alone in this room. No one to squeal that I'm finally awake and that they've missed me so much. No doctors or nurses to welcome me back into the world. No Michael.

He's probably drunk in a ditch somewhere out cold. I knew he couldn't keep the sober act up long.

I pushed my self to sit up and I just starred at the wall sort of happy to be back to reality.

"Oh Mrs Clifford you're awake." One of the nurses smile at me walking in the room.

"Mrs Clifford?"

"Sorry would you rather be called Katie? Your husband told me to call you Mrs Clifford." She panicked.

"We're not married, he's just my boyfriend so call me Katie" I chuckled.

"He told me he would be in at 1pm today but he hasn't appeared yet."

Just as she finishes a doctor walks in.

"Katie, I'm going to have to run a few test just make sure everything's fine." I nod and she carries on talking.

"I think you might have fractured your skull when you fell so we are going to take you to x-ray just now and then we will need to do a blood test."

I smile and nod my head again as the doctor and a porter help me out of the bed and into the wheelchair and the porter pushes me to x-ray.

Once I was out of x-ray, I was put back to the room I was in not that long ago to see Michael standing over by the window of the room looking out onto the car park.

"What you starring at? It's not a very exciting view." I laugh and he turns around with a disbelieving look on his face.

"Y-you're awake?"

"I think so either that or I'm dead?" I laughed a little.

"How are you feeling?" He asked a look of concern on his face.

"Well I've been out for a few weeks so surprisingly I'm not tired but I feel like I have a hangover." I state as the porter helps me out of the wheelchair and Michael rushes over and take the opposite side of me. They both help me into the bed and I smile and thank the porter as he leaves the room.

"Katie. Oh could you leave us alone for a moment? I just need to have a word with your girlfriend." The doctor says as he enters the room.

Michael looks at me and then leaves the room as the doctor moves to my bedside.

"Do you know that you're pregnant?" He asked looking down at the notes that were held in his hand.

"I'm what!?" I asked not knowing if I actually heard him correctly or not.

"You're pregnant."

"How far on am I?"

"We think about three months." He said looking at me again.

"How didn't I know before hand then? Is the baby okay?!"

"It's quite common for people not to know. And yes the baby is completely fine.

"Here's your x-ray." He spoke holding it up.

"You have slightly fractured your skull but its nothing major so there's nothing to worry about." he paused for a minute and then continued "Once your boyfriend leaves I suggest that you get some rest and if your blood pressure is back down tomorrow then you will be good to go now."

"Okay, thank you" I say smiling as he leaves and Michael walks back into the room.

"What was that about?" Michael asked looking a bit pissed off.

"Nothing, he was just saying that my skull is fractured slightly and that I might be able to get home tomorrow." I fake a smile at him.

I'm not sure if I should tell him that I'm pregnant just yet. As much as I would love too I'm just a bit worried about how he will take it. But thinking about if I'm going to tell him it should be now because at least he can't hurt me here if that's what he's planning on doing.

I took a deep breath and decided that I will tell him.

"Michael." I started as he placed his hand on top of mine.

"The doctor also told me that em.. I'm-Well he said that I'm.. I'm pregnant."

"What? We're only 19 Katie, you can't keep it how will we provide for it."

"Mikey please don't do this." I pled as he stands up from the chair.

"Do what?"

"We could start a family, this could be the reason for you to get better Mike. Please think of it that way? I don't want to get rid of it. Please Mikey."

"I guess I would like to start a family."

"Is that a yes?!"

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