"There's one other thing I need to ask you though," he said as he eyed me thoughtfully.
"Okay," I said slowly with concern.
"Did you know that you were pregnant?"
I stared at him in shock with my mouth hanging open, feeling like the ground had just fallen out from under me. "What?" I managed to whisper.
"You're just about six weeks pregnant," he clarified. "I take it that you didn't know."
I shook my head, unable to find words.
"When was your last period?" he asked gently.
I thought back and realized I hadn't had one since before I met David. That was almost two months ago. I had been so distracted with everything going on that I completely lost track. "In September," I mumbled as I stared straight ahead with unfocused eyes. "I don't understand. I'm on the pill."
"Well, you know they're only 99% effective, even less if you miss some doses."
Had I missed some days? Fuck, I didn't know, which made me think maybe I had.
"You'll want to get a hold of your OB/GYN," he said, "so you can start your prenatal care."
"Okay," I nodded at him.
"We'll get you discharged shortly." He gave me a sympathetic smile. "Good luck."
I watched him walk out as a deep hole of panicked fear opened up inside me. I sat staring at my hands as my head swam and a dizzy feeling came over me. I was pregnant. I was fucking pregnant. What was I going to do, and more importantly, how was I going to tell David? I didn't know how he would react. After what Paige did to him, maybe he didn't want kids anymore. Oh my God, I was going to have a kid. The panic spiked inside me again.
My mind went to my messed up childhood. My parents had divorced when I had only been eleven, and I convinced myself that it was somehow my fault. What if David and I did that to our child? Hell, did David want to get married at all? Did I? My heart was pounding in my chest now, and I was starting to feel sick, just like this morning. Was that the beginnings of morning sickness? I wasn't ready for any of this. I think I was on the verge of an actual panic attack when David came back into my room.
"Everything is fine now," he announced. "We won't have any more trouble with Mitchell again." His eyes zoomed in on my face as he noticed my distress. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" he hurried over and started checking me over; his brow furrowed with concern. "Is your pain worse?"
I nodded. It was a partial truth, and I literally couldn't manage speech yet.
"Breathe, Natalie," David whispered. I didn't realize I'd been holding my breath. I obeyed and started sucking in panting breaths as I tried to calm down. It made the pain in my back worse, and I stifled a sob. He cradled my face in his palms and caught my wild eyes. "Sweetheart, you're having a panic attack." His voice was calm and soothing. I riveted all my attentions on him, needing a lifeline right now. "It's not unusual after what we went through today. Focus on me and breathe with me."
"Okay," I somehow managed to mumble out. He coached me through breath after breath until I started to feel in control again.
"There you go," he whispered comfortingly, his thumb caressing my lips and his blue eyes filled with deep affection. "Better now?"
"Yeah," I said quietly.
"What's going on in your head right now?" The furrow between his brows deepened.
I opened my mouth to tell him that I was pregnant, but the words just died on my tongue as terror streaked through me yet again. What if he got angry and thought I did this on purpose? What if he left me? I tried again. "David, I'm..." my voice trailed off. He cocked his head with a perplexed expression.
His attention was distracted away from me as the door slid open and Ford came back in with the nurse. She came over to give me another pain shot in my hip. Ford turned his back as she uncovered me. I averted my eyes, not even wanting to see the needle at all. I looked up to see that David's eyes were focused on mine with a look of concern. He was always so observant, and he knew something was up.
The nurse told me that I was being discharged shortly since all my tests were normal. She didn't mention my pregnancy to my relief. It didn't take very long to get discharged, which shocked me. I imagine it had a lot to do with being David's girlfriend. I was grateful, because I needed to get out of here so I could think straight.
I was starting to think that David had forgotten about my little freak out since he hadn't brought it up again. I should have known better. David never forgot about anything. He waited until we were alone in his car on the way home to mention it again.
"Are you okay?" he asked as he glanced over at me with an anxious concerned expression.
I tried to tell him the truth, I really did, but the words failed me yet again. He kept looking at me expectantly as I struggled to get the words out and couldn't do it.
"Natalie?"
"I'm fine, just hurting again," I said through a stifled sob, the lie searing my heart with guilt. I just couldn't do it, couldn't tell the man that I loved that I was carrying his baby. What was wrong with me? Why was I so terrified to tell him? Did that mean I didn't want this baby? I didn't know the answers. All I knew was that I was ashamed of my cowardice, and with a horrifying jolt of clarity, I realized that I was no better than Paige. I sat in heartbroken silence the rest of the way to David's house, feeling more lost and alone than I had ever felt in my entire life.
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