We are stronger together

- 4 - Relieved

Taron

I took the Tube home and my mind was clouded with what just happened. I couldn't believe this. I didn't know how I should tell Emma. Another woman being pregnant with my child? But then she had also told me she would have an abortion, and I couldn't blame her. Hell, I didn't even know her.

But why had she looked so familiar? I normally remembered names and faces, but something felt off.

I arrived home and took the elevator up and unlocked our front door. My girlfriend was in the kitchen, cooking.

"Hey babe" she said cheerily "How was work?"

"Work was good" I said quietly, trying to get rid of that sad mood I was feeling.

"Perfect" she walked over and I pulled her into a hug before giving her a kiss on the lips.

She was supposed to be pregnant, not some random woman that felt familiar. I was mad. And sad.

"The gynaecologist called earlier though. They asked me to come by" the words spilled out of me.

Emma blinked "Really? Why?"

"They said there was something wrong with my sample"

"Oh no babe" she wrapped her hands around my waist "What happened?"

I sat down on the couch and buried my face in my hands.

"Apparently they swapped your file with another patient's and –" I let out a breath "another woman got pregnant"

"Oh babe I'm so sorry" Emma whispered as she ran her hand over my back.

I looked up to her and my throat closed up. Why was I even so emotional about all this?

"Nothing I can do about it. I talked to her and she chose to have an abortion"

I hated that word.

"Taron" she said quietly and wrapped her arm around my shoulder

I huffed "I don't blame her. She said she is engaged"

Not like it would change anything if she wasn't.

"Well I probably would have made the same choice" Emma said

It didn't really help me to feel better. That baby was my flesh and blood. And the first possibility of actually having a baby in... ever.

"I know" I sighed "It is what it is"

"We can still try, right?" she said hopefully.

I glanced over to her. It was all my fault. We had hit a dead end for years now.

"Yeah" I said but I didn't quite believe it would ever happen.

We went to bed that night and my mind was too busy to even think about sleep.

I had had nightmares ever since I had that accident 6 years ago, that was before I had met Emma. I could still only remember fragments of what had happened. When I had woken up in the hospital, they told me I had had a concussion, pelvic fracture and broken my leg. But the broken leg was least of my issues. It had taken a while until I could walk normally again but it was as good as new now.

Not so much with the pelvic fracture. Apparently I had had a bad fall which had caused it.

What nobody told me is that it resulted in sexual difficulties.

It had taken me a while and a lot of therapy sessions to get over it, and all was back to normal. Yet, I still couldn't get my girlfriend pregnant.