Thursday 10:11 P.M.
"Why wouldn't you tell me?" Tyler asks in offense as he wipes the sweat still lingering from his brawl with Gage off of his forehead. "If you think it's mine, don't you think you should've said something? To me first?"
I'm still pretty shaken from earlier. Seeing Tyler mad, even if I can't tell if it's not directed at me, doesn't help.
I just don't know what to say...
I didn't really plan this baby thing out in great detail. I can admit that now... I guess I just figured I'd duck and dodge until maybe Harper came up with something for me! I know she always wants to help...
I should've thought this out better.
"I was going to.." I mumble with my eyes lowered, too embarrassed right now to even bring myself to look at him.
He doesn't waste any time before speaking again, his voice almost strained as he does. "How do you know?" he asks.
"I.. went to the doctors...?" I say, just as much confusion in my voice as inside of my head. Only after Tyler's eyes flatten do I realize what he was actually asking.
"That it's mine." he says flatly, "-How do you know it's mine?"
I don't.
I know it's not his.. and as much as I feel in my heart that I should tell him that- I also know how bad I need a cover story if I want to continue this Hayden life and give my baby the best life it can have.
He's already this far in... right?
"I just.. I know who I slept with within the time frame the doctor had given me for conception.." I still mumble. "It was the second visit I took to California... we were partying, and... yeah..."
I can't help but trail off as I try to put together a story in my head that'd best fit our situation. Ty and I were pretty naughty in the beginning, before Mama G could really stiffen up on the rules. But that was still two and a half weeks after conception...
He doesn't know that though. And based off how naughty we actually were- I doubt he'll even question it.
"Shit, Hayden.." he sighs after a few moments as he plops down on the bed beside me. "Fuck!"
I'm not sure of it's guilt for putting him through this, general fear for what will happen next, or maybe even hormones just raging through my body- but I can't help the two tears that immediately begin to stream down each eye. "I'm sorry.." I sniffle uncontrollably, "I just knew it'd fuck things up!"
Tyler wipes his face again, letting out another small sigh before swiftly leaning into where I sit and wrapping his arms around me. "I'm not mad at you." he says into the hair that covers my ear. "I just- ...I wasn't expecting this. You know? It was a surprise..."
A few more tears stream from my eyes, but Tyler is quick to reposition me so that he can turn my face toward him and wipe them away. He plants a hard kiss on my forehead, and gently pushes me from him until he can lift my chin and look into my eyes.
"Do you still want this, Hayden?" he asks, his voice soft and sincere. "-because this doesn't change how I feel, okay? It changes how everyone else will feel- but we already knew there would be haters. Do you still want it?"
I'm at a loss for words- but not for any other reason than that I didn't expect that.
Tyler seemed so upset about this just a few moments ago. I thought, for sure, that he was going to turn all deadbeat on me, and take back everything he'd said only a few hours ago.
Is he even the same Tyler?
"I love you, Hayden." he says all of the sudden, saving me from having to try to form a sentence. "I know it's crazy, but... I told you- you make me crazy."

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