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I am getting off Spring break sadly, so I am going to be very busy with school. I will update when I have the time. I'm hoping to make this chapter about 4 or 5 pages.
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~ Johanna
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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.
A few minutes after Loretta left, my phone rang. "Hello?" I said, and it took a few minutes for me to get an answer. "Hey, Chloe darling, it's, it's.." I couldn't hear what the slurred voice said next, but I knew it was my dad. "Dad you are so damn drunk, I can barely hear you! Gosh, what happened to the dad that cared for his family?" Yet again his reply was slurred and I yelled into the phone "You know what dad? I am going to hang up after I say this, and I want you to remember what I am about to say, okay? IF YOU WANT TO BE A GOOD FATHER, CALL ME BACK WHEN YOU AREN'T DRUNK! YOUR 2 DAUGHTERS, YES 2, WANT A GOOD FATHER, NOT ONE WHO IS GOING TO GO OUT AND DRINK EVERY DAMN NIGHT! I'M DEPRESSED AND DEEPLY HURT, BUT YOU DON'T SEE ME OUT DRINKING!" I slammed the phone down and heard nurse Terry out in the hall gasp, I knew she was listening to me, and so I yelled "Dang mom why'd you have to go?" I ran into the bathroom and made my back touch the wall, and slipped onto the floor in the corner and cried. After crying and throwing up I unlocked the door and opened it, Sam was sitting on his bed with tears running through his eyes. "What's wrong Sam?" I asked trying to hide the sadness from my voice, and Sam looked at me and said "Chloe, you're becoming someone else, and when you cry, I cry. If you could only see the Chloe I see. I love you, and no I am not about to leave." I walked up to him and I ran my hand through his long tangled hair and looked at his sleep eyes. "Looks like someone hasn't been able to sleep much." I told him. "We both haven't." He knew that I hadn't been sleeping. "You're right. I'm sorry I am putting you through all of this. I'll try to be the Chloe you see." I made him smile with that, and he wiped the tears from my eyes.
Nurse Terry walked right in my room without doing her normal soft knock. "Chloe! Did I hear you yelling at your father just a little bit ago?" "Yes Aunt Terry, you did." I replied, I shot Sam a look and he seemed shocked. "Well what was all that about?" Both her and Sam replied at the same time. "Well, Sam knows. My dad was seen driving out of town with a blond and he has not returned, and he never told me goodbye, and when he called me today, he was all drunk so I yelled at him and told him to be a good father, and he kept slurring his words, so I got mad and hung up on him. I don't want a father like that! And I don't think he is mine and Loretta's dad." Both of them starred at each other with a shocked look on their face. "Chloe, I'm sorry that you are going through all of this. Where are you going to go when you get out of here?" She asked. "Well me and Sam are working that out right now, and Loretta is moving back here, she leaves tomorrow to pack. Her mom wants to contact my dad to see if they can by the house, and if that happens I will live with them, and Sam every now and then if his parents allow it." I replied. "Okay, well I better get going." She said, and before I could reply, she was gone.
"So babe, what did your parents have to say?" I asked starring at Sam blue eyes. "Well they said you can for a while, but my mom's not ready for a fourth child in the house, especially another teen!" He laughed. "She has had enough of me!" He said fast. "I'm glad Loretta is moving back, I'm hoping my dad turns the house over to her and her mom, cause then we will still live by one another." I said. "Yeah babe, that makes me happy. So do you think you know somewhat of what your dad was saying? Dang, he just had to ask. "Well I heard Bahamas, love her, and something about marriage. I think it's pretty obvious that he loves this girl." I said. "That there is not a good dad. I never thought he would be one to do anything like that until I saw him with her. He looked happier than a dog getting it's bone." I looked at him and could not keep myself from asking the question, "what did she look like?" "Well she was a blond, red dress, high heels, sunglasses, looked like the kind to get drunk and land in bed with a fellow like your dad after a long day of drinking tequila and walking on out on the ocean." He made it clear that she was a party girl, the kind of girl my dad would fall for after his wife of almost 18 years died. "Well I hope he is happy. He just lost his 2 girls. He can possibly get 1 back if he tried, but I doubt he ever will. At least I have you, right?" I looked at Sam who was in a day dream "Hey lover boy! I still have you, don't I?" I clapped my hands and he looked up at me and said "Yeah, anything for you sweetheart." "Sam, what has gotten into you? Did you just hear me? Do you have me, or do you not?" I looked at him with a very serious look on my face. "Chloe, you will always have me. I'm just going through a hard time right now. I'm sorry, but maybe it is better I go, I need to get some air." He got up off his bed and headed towards the door. "But Sam!" I yelled "Sorry, Chloe, no buts...I just gotta go. I promise I'll be back...I promise." And with that he left a broken Chloe behind.
I got mad and stood on my bed and decided to jump off it, I had barely any strength in me, and I screamed as I did so, then I felt pain, a lot of pain. The pain knocked me out. The last words I heard were "Sam, Chloe needs you, get in her room right now! Hurry we need a doctor! Fast, she's out!" I knew it was Nurse Terry, and I heard Sam's familiar voice, but I had no time to make out what he said, I was out in a deep sleep. What did I do this time? I was so stupid! I was able to wonder while being out, I wondered if Sam would leave me, I wondered what Loretta would think when she heard what I did. I had no clue what was about to happen, but I know that what was coming up would be hell. I knew my time in that hospital room were now going to be longer, and there was nothing I could now do, I had dug my hole deeper, and that I shouldn't have done.
I woke up to see a bunch of doctors around me, and one noticed I was awake, and he said "Hello, Chloe, you're are only going to be awake for a moment, but then you'll be out. You have tubes in your mouth, so do not try speaking. You will be up in a while, and we will let you know what's going on. I want you to count in your head from ten to zero, starting now." He said as he put a needle in my arm. I had been in this drill before, and I thought it was stupid to count down, so I just waited to drift off, and I was out fast.
It must have been hours later when I finally woke up and sat in the bed, it was a new bed, I wasn't even sure if I was still at the same hospital. I found the help button and heard Nurse Terry say "Be there in a moment, Chloe." Her voice sounded like it was very sleepy and worried. Within moments, Nurse Terry had me in her arms. "Oh sweetheart, I didn't think you'd make it, neither did Sam." "Where is Sam?! Tell me please, I need to know!" I shouted out. "Well Sam had to go get some fresh air, he collapsed when he saw you lying on the ground, and he has been blaming himself for all of what has happened. He told me to tell you, if you woke, that he would be by tomorrow or the next day, his parents need him to go back to school. I know you don't want him to be behind. Sweet Chloe, you are really changing, and I don't like what you have become. Your baby died, and you broke a few ribs with that nasty jump you did. You hurt some other stuff too, but I can't find out that right now. Those doctors are running many tests right now, and some have been working through their breaks just for you! Don't you feel special? Think about that for a while! You have many people worried sick about you right now, and I have been running like crazy all day to let them know what was going on. You are having no company tonight, and that was not my idea, it was the doctors. Everyone left, some will be back tomorrow." And with that, she left the room. Yet again, giving me no time to answer her back. I think she knew that she made me mad when she did that, I am the type that likes to answer back.
I looked at the machines that were connected to my body, and I started to think about the baby, I had killed it, and I could not go back to change that. I looked at a machine hooked to my stomach, it was right where my fetus would be. I started to cry, the tears were uncontrollable. I felt like I had been living two lives, and I hated the fact of it. There was only one Chloe Hurst, and that was me! Yes, I was shattered, broken, and used badly, I lost my baby, if I even had one. I have a boyfriend who loves me dearly, but might leave me, a family and town that wants me to be better, but then I have a dad who loves the bottle and a hot blond before he loves his own daughter. I was becoming something that I shoudn't be. Who was the real Chloe Hurst, and what happened to her? I kept repeating that in my mind and the more I asked that question to myself, the more I cried. The tears would not stop, it was like the rain, God can only stop the rain, and there was almost always a rainbow after the storm. Would there be a rainbow for me?
