psycho | adam banks & luis mendoza ²

(20) The Baby

Jae:

I wake up the next morning with a killer headache and my whole face throbbing. Gordon came over last night since we left the hospital only around ten-thirty. There was lots of beer, old stories, and laughing. I didn't go to bed till at least five and I was tired. I reach over Luis' sleeping body to check my phone.

12:08

I groan as I place my phone back down. Even though I was still exhausted, my throbbing face wouldn't let me go back to bed. I slowly unwrap Luis' arms from around me. I smile down at his sleeping body. I kiss his forehead gently before getting out of bed.

I make my way through the hallway and down the stairs. I enter the kitchen to see a bottle of painkillers, a glass of water, and a note. I smile to myself as I read the note from Gordon, explaining he knew we would need these and that he had to leave for work.

Gordon used to work for the Goodwill games but soon decided he wanted to go back to coaching. He worked there for three years before going back to coach a high school hockey team from around here.

I take three of the painkillers before setting the cup in the sink. I move slowly towards the living room. Each step I take, pain throbs in my face. I wince as I try to sit down. As soon as I sit down, I hear the sound of throwing up and I instantly know its Daisy.

I get up as quickly as I can, even though my face is throbbing and my head hurts from how much alcohol I consumed last night. I make my to the bathroom to see Daisy sitting on the floor, her hand clutching her stomach.

"Hangover?" I ask softly as I lean against the doorframe. She looks up at me, her face pale and her eyes bloodshot from the amount of throwing up she just did. She slowly shakes her head. My eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. I bend down beside her and put my hand gently down on her shoulder.

"What's wrong?" I ask. She sighs and I can see the small tears pouring down her face.

"Do you remember back in New York when I was getting sick and we thought I wasn't going to be able to fly back?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yeah," I say with a gulp. "I do."

She looks over at me with tears in her eyes, "I think we need to go to the store."

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Daisy and I sat in the bathroom again. Luis and Grayson were still sleeping and it was already past two. The test sat before us on the counter. My arms were wrapped around Daisy tightly as we wait for the answer. Her breath is shaky and I can tell she was trying to hold her sobs back.

"I'll look first," I tell her. She doesn't even say anything, all she does is nod. I don't think she can even say anything. I let out a deep breath before unwrapping my arms from around her. I take a step forward and grab the test, my eyes closed the entire time. I open my eyes and instantly, my breath is taken away.

"What is it?" Daisy asks, her voice breaking halfway through. I turn around slowly as I hold the test out. My heart breaks for her as I look at her pale face.

"Positive," I whisper as I hand her the test. She doesn't even take the test from my hands. She lets out a loud sob as she collapses to the floor. I drop the test and take her into my arms. I hold her tightly as she sobs. I try everything I can but I know that nothing will work.

"I can't have his baby," She whispers through her crying.

"I know that it sucks," I tell her. "But this is your baby too, Daisy. You have to take care of it. You can't just give up on it!"

She shakes her head as she sobs louder. Her mascara has completely run down her face and down her neck. Her loud sobs will definitely wake up the boys. No matter what I say or do, I can't calm her down.

It reminds me of the times I spent in that cabin. It reminds me of all the times I had to take care of the other girls as if I was their mother. I remember all of the times I had to comfort Ashley.

I sit up and unwrap my arms from around her. I place my hands on her shoulders and sit her up against the wall.

"Daisy, look at me," I tell her sternly. She looks at me, her tears never stopping as she hyperventilates from crying so hard. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

She looks at me and I can tell that we are thinking the same thing. That we both fear the same thing. That he will come back for me, for Daisy, and for that baby.

"I promise," I say as I sob. "He is never going to hurt us again. I promise you that. If he ever comes back, I'll-"

I cut myself off as I sob out again, I run a hand through my hair and suck in a sharp breath. I put my hands back on her shoulders, my whole body shaking.

"I'll kill him," I whisper to her. "I'll fucking kill him."

"Jae," I hear my name being called from the door. I look up, tears pouring from my eyes, and see Luis and Grayson standing there with worried looks. I stand up quickly, my whole body still shakes as I wipe the tears from my eyes.

I quickly run out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. I run into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. My back hits the wall and I allow myself to slowly slide down it. My hands rest on my head as sobs come out of my mouth.

I haven't been like this since the hospital, I haven't been like this in over a month. The pain Adam gave me was a completely different pain from the one from Matthew. The thought of his name makes me sick. I quickly sit up and make it to the toilet just in time.

"Jae?" I hear Luis' voice from the other side of the door followed by a soft knock. I stand up slowly and unlock the door. Luis stands there with a worried expression.

"I'm so sorry," I whisper to him shaking my head. He shakes his head and wraps his arms tightly around me.

"Don't be, baby," He whispers back as he kisses my forehead gently. I sigh deeply, my head resting on his chest.

"I'm so scared," I whisper to him. "He's going to come back."

"Sh," He says to me. "Don't say that. He isn't coming back."

"You don't know him like I do," I whisper. He sighs as he pulls away from me, his arms still wrapped around my waist.

"He will never hurt you again," He says to me. "I promise."