The art of Sound, and that sad goodbye.

Chapter 7 - It all happens for a reason

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Chapter 7 - It all happens for a reason

I was wide awake when Nurse Terry came into my room at 9AM and handed me the test and told me how to use it. Sam was awake and seemed ready for a sobbing Chloe in his arms. I did what I was told to do, and I fell to the ground as I read the words out loud "Positive!" I think I shrieked it out, and within moments Sam had pushed the door open, he got me right up in his arms as I screamed. Nurse Terry grabbed the test and said "It does say so, but Chloe, it's possible that all this stress could mess up the reading, and it's possible that the baby won't make it through. You are young darling, and don't be afraid because people care, and we will help you. And there are options." "Options? Like what?" I asked. "Abortion and adoption are 2." She said. "Well abortion is off my list!" I insisted. "Okay Chloe, calm down. Sam, get her to her bed, and I will be right back." With that I was lifted off the floor by Sam, and he got me to my bed as Nurse Terry left the room. "Oh, Sam, what am I going to do?" I asked while trying to breath and stop my tears from falling. "Don't worry baby, it all happens for a reason, and no matter what, I will be here for you. Remember, it could be a false reading." He made me smile and I repeated "It all happens for a reason." "Yes, my darling, it does." He whispered back.

I did remember that Nurse Terry said stress could make the baby not survive, but I didn't want to live the rest of my life knowing that I stressed out to kill a baby in my womb, thinking of that made me feel awful. I thought of other things, like running off and seeing if it would die of natural causes, but I did not want to leave my friends, or Sam. I was depressed and full of bad thoughts, but I would not hurt myself, I had been hurt enough. I felt so hurt, and kept asking God "Why me?" I was angry and wasn't getting along with my dad because he kept getting drunk, and I had heard from Sam, that he had a "hot blond" with him, and one day he was seen with her heading out of town, and he never came back. He had just gotten up and left. How could he leave his daughter behind? I began to wonder, was he really mine and Loretta's father? Or did my mom just lie about getting that DNA test because Nurse Terry was trying to force her to get it? Oh so many questions I had...would they ever be answered?

Loretta came that night, we talked about what would happen to me since my dad did not care much about me. "Well me and my mom leave tomorrow morning, we are going to pack up to come back here. My mom is going to try to contact dad and see if he is interested in selling the house to us, and if so, we will by it, and if not, we will find a place, and you could stay with us." She said. I was happy knowing that my best friend would be coming back, I would actually be a little more happier with her. "That would be so cool. I think I leave this place in 3 days, I might stay with Sam and his parents, or with Aunt Terry. Sam went to talk to his parents, and I am hoping they will say yes. I kinda know that they will." I said. "Okay, well I would love it if you stayed a day or two with me best friend!" She laughed. "Oh I am sure I will best best friend." I replied, and together we laughed. "Well best friend, laughter is good medicine, and I'd like to laugh some more, but I got to go pack. I'll try to see you tonight, and if I can't, then I will call. See you soon. Tell Sam I say bye if I don't get to." She looked at me with a smile on her face. "Okay I will. Bye!" And with that, she left the room.