Daughter of the Guitarist

Chapter 33

My phone woke me up around nine. I hit ignore not even bothering to look at who it was. At this point I really did not care, all I cared about was sleeping until further notice. My head was pounding and my face was sticky from crying myself to sleep again.

I pulled the blanket over my head and rolled over. Brian was laying next to me sleeping peacefully. I gasped out loud and shot up in bed knocking the blanket off my head as I turned around to see if I was dreaming. No one was there, it had been nothing but a painful dream that I wished was real.

I screamed into my pillow as loud as my lungs would allow, painful sobs that I could no longer hold in anymore. I was going to tell my dad that I was going to have a baby with Brian, I would not and could not keep it a secret from him any longer.

Dad was in the kitchen when I came down the stairs. "Dad," I said as I walked up to him, "we need to talk about something."

"What's up?" He asked turning to face me.

"I...I'm...I'm," I stammered, I slowly took a deep breath, "Dad, I'm pregnant. It's Brian's."

Dad looked at me in shock, "What the hell? When did this happen?"

"The last time you and Mom went out," I said wishing I could take it back. "I had sex with Brian; I'm so sorry dad. What am I going to do?"

"Did you tell Brian?"

I nodded, "That's why we broke up. He said he wasn't the dad and that I was trying to trap him and shit."

"How do you know that you're pregnant?"

"Victoria bought me a pregnancy test."

Dad scratched the back of his head and sighed. "I can't believe him."

"You can't blame him, dad" I said, "it takes two to tango, remember? I'm just as at fault for this."

"He's the adult though, not you, Isabella Jadyn Baker."

Tears formed in my eyes and threatened to spill over but I held them back as best I could. "I regret it, dad, okay. I wish I could take it back but I can't." I was crying now.

Dad walked outside to smoke a cigarette. I sat across from him and lit one too. "I'll talk to Brian," dad said looking at me. "He's going to step up and be there whether he likes it or not."