Expect the Unexpected

Chapter 8

Brian's POV

Mary left, I told her to because I didn't know what I was feeling and I didn't want to make Mary suffer into my life. My life is too complicated and just hell, Mary, she is sweet and just too fragile for my life, I don't want to hurt her. But I guess that I failed.

After that Mary left the bar Meaghan came to me, her face red and steaming angry, "What did you do to her?" She scream at me, but I didn't answer, I didn't want to answer to any of their questions, neither it'll be Zacky or anybody. I felt alone  and it was all I deserved. So I just got up and left the bar while everyone around was screaming angrily. 

I walk into the city without knowing where I was going. I found a park and sat on a bench, thinking of all the things that I've done, good and wrong. Thinking of things I could do differently and even after all this time, I didn't know what were the feelings I had for Mary, this girl that enter into my life without any expectations. I had screw up our friendship with this stupid idea, all of this because I couldn't keep it in my pants! After a moment it was getting dark and I decided to head back to the hotel, I was stupid. Stupid thinking that everything could turned out good after that I screw up with every relationship I had. Not a single of them was a success. So I let Mary go, go to have a better future, to someone that truly deserve all her kindness and how gentle she is. 

I got back to the hotel and I ignore everyone that tried to talk to me, I enter in my bedroom and saw that her bags and clothes were gone and that she didn't left any notes. It made me even more angry inside of me, a knot for in the pit of my stomach form. I slight part of me think that she would of stayed or at least leave a note, to hate me or something but nothing. I growl of frustration and grab the vase of flowers that was on the table and I threw it on the wall as it smashes in millions of tiny pieces. Fuck I was tired, tired of all the shit that life is putting me through, what did I do that bad to deserve this? All I wanted for now is to go home with my dog and try to live with my own self. We only had a two shows left so it wouldn't be that long before I head home again. 

*TWO DAYS LATER*

I enter my house once again but it look much more empty than last time, Michelle had took half of my things in the divorce, I didn't have any couch but I had the Tv so I was good, I had everything in the kitchen and my bed, but that was it, all about the yard and the guest room was gone. But at least I still had my Pinkly. I arrive and I could here her barking in her cage, I open the door as I bend down, I couldn't help but smile at this little white fluffy ball. "Hello my baby" I told her as she was licking all my face. 

Now back to my boring life, alone. I didn't go out or anything, didn't saw the guys that much, Zacky and Arin were the one that would always come to keep an eye on me. Every night I could, I drank myself to sleep. I know it's fucking pathetic but it's me. It's been almost two months that I was living this mess when the phone rang, I was hangover again and my head hurt just by the sound, I answer the phone, "Yeah?" , "Hello, Mr. Haner Jr?" The lady ask me, "Yeah?" This is weird. "We need you to come at the hospital, it's about your ex wife, Michelle", "I'm coming" I said before hanging up. I seriously didn't care about Michelle, she was out of my mind and it's been a long time since I didn't had the slight thought for her, not like Mary. She was on my mind pretty often when I wasn't drunk, and even then. 

So I got in my car and headed to the hospital, I didn't have anything better to do so why not. I enter and present myself and a nurse guide me at a doctor's office. I sat on a chair in front of her, "Mr. Haner, I know that you and your wife are divorce but I need to tell you that your wife was pregnant."  I went mind fuck, when? the baby was from me? But the doctor continues, "The baby is from you, we made test. But your wife had started to take drugs and strong ones like ecstasy and heroine, someone found her doing an overdose as she was 8 months pregnant and we decided that giving birth to the kid was better. He is healthy, you can see him when you are ready" She said smiling. What?  I couldn't say a single word! First, Michelle was pregnant when we decided to divorce, second she started to take drugs when I was having fun with Mary, during 8 fucking months I never had news of that, and third I had an healthy baby and she said, him?   "Is Michelle okay?" I ask, obviously I never want her close to the kid but I needed to know if she was alive at least. "Yeah, she is still recovering from the overdose, she is not aloud to have the baby, you will be in charge" The doctor inform me.  "C-can I see the baby?" I ask her as, I never thought that I would say those words in my life. We got up and she guide me to a room where the baby was sleeping with a blue beanie on the head, wrapped up in a soft blanket. I grab him gently, scared to break him. My legs started to feel weak so I sat on a chair having him in my arms, I hear him breath softly, he looked so peaceful, I had to give him the best life I can. A nurse came to me with file to fill. "What is this baby boy name?" She ask, Shit, it was already getting too fast for me, "Aiden Owen Haner" I finally spoke. "Good, you are free to go when you want with the baby" She said before leaving. Shit! I didn't have anything prepared for him. I put him back in his little bed while I call Matt, he knows more stuff then me about baby stuff. "Matt, I need you to come to the hospital with all the baby stuff that you have, I have a baby"