Brett & Casey: Recovering

I Don't Know

WARNING: The rape will be mentioned in this chapter; nothing too graphic will be included. If this is hard or upsetting for anyone please don't read.

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*This chapter is on the short side compared to my other chapters. Lol, I know some of you all may not like this one, but just wait for the next!

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Chapter Eight: I Don't Know

When Sylvie was a little girl she always wanted to be a mom. She loved to feed her baby dolls and rock them to sleep every night. In fact, she wanted to be just like her mom and she wanted a houseful of kids to raise. She used to love helping her mom in the church nursery on Sundays. The babies were all so cute. All Sylvie wanted to do was hold one and never let it go. Everything about having a baby just seemed so amazing to her. I mean she saw lots of pregnant women in Fowlerton and they all seemed so...happy. They never looked sad or angry. And, Sylvie wanted that. She wanted that instant happy pill that would always make things better.

What about now? Would a baby make everything better now? Could Sylvie handle that?

Sylvie felt fear paralyze her after she heard Sasha's question. She's not pregnant? Is she? She felt sick as she sat there and tried to remember everything Owen did to her. Did...did he wear a condom?... She didn't know. She passed out as soon as her head hit the ground, and she woke up naked and in excruciating pain; so logically, she had no clue what the chances of her being pregnant were.

She felt so stupid. How had she not thought of this before now? This should have been one of the first things on her mind when she opened her eyes on the cold, hard floor.

Did she want it, though? I mean, does it make her a bad person to not want something she's...she's wanted her whole life? No. It doesn't, right? Sylvie didn't know what to do. She felt like all of the process she had made since the rape happened was just washed away in the span of a question. No, not just a question, an earth-shattering question.

"Sylvie?"

Sylvie looked up and almost crumpled the moment her eyes met Sasha's.

"Sylvie, do you think there's a chance?"

Sylvie shrugged and cursed her shaking and crying body, "I don't know. I don't know." She cried.

Sasha instantly got up from her seat and came to sit by Sylvie. She wrapped her arm around Sylvie's body as soon as she sat on the bed. "Sylvie, honey, it's going to be okay. I promise you it's going to be okay. It's gonna be hard, but you'll get through this."

Matt and Emily were both becoming antsy as they waited in the living room and kitchen. Matt was sitting on the couch staring at Sylvie's closed bedroom door like it was going to catch on fire at any moment, while Emily was pacing the kitchen and sipping her chocolate milkshake at the same time.

They were both silent as some background noise from the tv played. Neither of them were paying attention to what was on the screen, though. They were both way too concerned with what was going on inside of Sylvie's closed bedroom.

Emily suddenly stopped her pacing and made her way over to the couch so she was standing in front of Matt. "Casey, we need to find Owen."

Matt nodded and continued to stare at Sylvie's bedroom door. "I know we do. I... ugh, asked Jay Halstead when Sylvie and I were at the station to look into him for me."

"You know she won't like that, right? I mean she's already made me promise not to go out into the streets and murder him myself."

Matt leaned up from his spot on the couch and put his elbows on his knees, "I know she won't, but I'm not gonna let this guy get away with what he did to her."

Emily nodded and went back into the kitchen where she resumed her pacing and milkshake sipping.

"Sylvie, just breathe. You're going to be okay."

Sylvie listened to Sasha and tried to calm her erratic breaths.

"Sylvie, it's okay. Here, let me show you something."

Sylvie nodded and watched Sasha pull out her phone and go through her pictures.

"Here, look at this."

Sylvie looked at Sasha's phone and noticed that the picture she pulled up was a picture of a young man holding a cake that said, "Happy 18th Birthday Dylan."

"Who's Dylan?" Questioned Sylvie before she realized that Sasha's technique had worked and slowed her breathing.

"That's my son. This was taken a couple of days ago on his birthday."

Sylvie nodded and smiled the way Sasha was looking at the picture of her son.

"Sylvie, do you remember when I told you that I was raped at eighteen."

"I do," Sadly whispered Sylvie as she looked up at Sasha.

"Well, that was eighteen years ago, and nine months after it happened I had Dylan."

Sylvie gasped as she listened to what Sasha was saying to her.

"Dylan is my rapist's baby, Sylvie...I didn't know what to do when I first found out that I was pregnant, so I waited for a little while, and then I decided that I was going to turn what happened to me into something good. So I did. I raised Dylan and we survived it together. He knows who his father is and what he did. I actually told the man that raped me I had his son, years ago when I visited him in prison for doing what he did to me to others. He killed himself a couple of days after I spoke to him. But, Sylvie nothing that ever happened to me stopped me from loving Dylan. Okay? I promise you that you'll get through this."

Sylvie nodded and felt more tears fill her eyes. She gasped again as she felt Sasha pull her into her arms and hug her.

"They've been in there a long time." Commented Emily as she plopped down next to Matt on the couch.

Matt knew something was wrong. He eventually nodded but didn't move his eyes from the closed door, "Yeah. Yeah, they have."

Sorry, I have to keep you all on the edge of your seats just a little longer, lol. Like I said up top, the next chapter will be longer than this one.

What did you think!? Again, sorry for any typos, misspellings, or anything like that. I write late at night with no glasses on, lol.

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*If you read my other Brett and Casey stories, Songs and Fire one and two, this whole week (June 8-12!) I am going to be posting an update for those! I hope you all enjoy them! Thanks for all the support!

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