Chasing You (Terrell Clarricoates Fan Fiction)

Chapter 27

I walk inside the door and set me keys down. I place my ultrasound photo on the counter. I went to the doctors on my way home to confirm. This little white speck is a baby. A little baby that's half Terrell and half me. It's crazy to think about.

After a few hours I hear the door open which tells me Terrell is home. I stay seated at the kitchen table. He walks into the kitchen and sets his keys down and noticed the ultrasound picture. He pauses and places his finger on it.

"So it's real?" Terrell asks without looking at me.

"Yes. I'm pretty far along too," I say softly. The doctor said I was 9 weeks. She was shocked it took me so long to notice. Missing periods was always normal, I'm very irregular.

"What do you want to do?" Terrell asks.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Are you keeping it?" He asks as he turns to face me. I narrow my eyes at him.

"Are you serious?" I ask. He shrugs his shoulders.

"It's not about what I want, it's about what we want. This is our baby. Not just mine Terrell," I say angrily.

"You're the father which means you get a say in this. I get you're not ready but neither am I," I add. He takes a moment to choose his next words wisely.

"I can't have a baby Caroline," he says softly.

"Why?" I ask quickly.

"I'm not this person! I don't have girlfriends! I don't have babies! I don't do this shit!" He raises his voice.

"So what now? You just want to go back to your mafia and forget I ever existed? Would that make it easier for you?" I shout.

"I didn't say that Caroline! I just don't know if this is what I fucking want!" He responds as he gestures between us. I stand.

"I'll be in the bedroom when you decide if you want to stick this out or not," I snarl at him in anger as I walk into the bedroom and slam the door closed before locking it. Anger rushes through me. I don't even know what to think. I hear the front door slam which tells me he left. God knows when he'll be back.

~

I wake up to the front door opening. I hear a crash and look at the clock. It's 2am. I stand and open the door. Terrell's clearly drunk which is something I've never seen before. He stumbles before meeting my eyes.

"Hey baby," he slurs.

"You're drunk," I state plainly in annoyance.

"What else is there to do when you find out there's a baby?" He laughs.

"I don't know, maybe be a decent human being," I mumble.

"Oh snappy," he slurs again. He trips on his own feet and I reach out to catch him.

"Close one," he says. I hold my grasp on him firmly.

"Come on. You need to lay down," I say as I walk him into the bedroom. He sits on the bed and kicks his shoes off.

"Did you drive home?" I ask. If he did, there would be hell to pay in the morning.

"Nope. Walked," he says. He lays down and I pull the blankets over him. I begin to walk away.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"I'm gonna sleep on the couch," I respond.

"No, please sleep with me," he slurs.

"Not until you decide if you still want me," I say softly. His eyes turn sad as he realizes that his words hurt me. I shut the bedroom door, leaving him alone. I walk over to the couch and plop down in exhaustion. I lay my head down before sleep takes over.

~

"Caroline," a pair of hands rub my shoulder. I open my eyes to see Terrell kneeling in front of me.

"Go take the bed," he says. He looks sober. I glance and he's fully dressed.

"You're leaving?" I question. He nods his head. I sit up quickly which was a mistake. A wave of nausea hits and I stand before running towards the bathroom. After I finish I stand there waiting for the next one. Terrell walks in with a glass of water and sets it on the counter. I don't say anything.

"I can stay if-"

"Just go," I breathe a shaky breath.

"Caroline-"

"It's fine Terrell. You have shit to do," I say. He brings his hand up and touches mine but I pull away quickly.

"You don't get to do that! You can't just be indecisive about us and then leave! You can't just comfort me like this. I'll run right back into your arms and that's not good for either of us," my voice breaks.

"I didn't mean what I said. I'm not questioning me and you, Caroline," he responds.

"Could've fooled me," I mumble. He reaches again for my hand and I pull away but he ignores it and grasps my hand anyways.

"I'm here. I'm here to figure this out with you. Last night I freaked out and I'm sorry," he says sincerely.

"What's got you so scared about this baby?" I ask softly. He considers for a moment.

"I can't be a father. Look at me. My father was a hard ass that only cared about the mafia. I can't bring a baby into this. I had a hard enough time bringing you into this. I'm not this person," he says.

"You're better than that," I say.

"Why are you so sure that I'm a good person?" He asks.

"Why are you so sure that you're not?" I retort. He sighs. Just then a feel a sharp pain in my stomach and a horrible cramp in my pelvic area. I hiss and hold my abdomen tightly.

"What's happening?" Terrell asks quickly as he grabs my arms to steady me.

"Something's wrong," I groan. Without hesitation he swings my legs off the floor and carries me out the door to the car.