| Chapter 2 "I would say we need to talk!" He said a little irritated. "Well give me a second." I said as I went to the back. Two of our relief girls had just gotten here. So I asked if I could leave early and no one had a problem with it. Besides my shift was over with in 30 minutes. I went back to the table and told Hayden that if he really wanted to talk then he was going to have to leave with me because I wasn't going to talk to him in front of everyone, and all of his friends. He agreed and we left, heading toward my house. The ride was uncomfortably quiet the whole way. Every time I looked over at him he was staring out the window watching the rain streak down. By now it was 9:30 and pitch black. Once at my house, I parked in the drive way and, trying not to get to wet, ran to the front door. "Shit!" I said. I had grabbed the wrong set of keys and was now locked out of my house. The rain was soaking through my clothes leaving me drenched. I looked up at Hayden. "What's wrong?" He asked worried "I have the wrong set of keys. Damn it how am I supposed to get in my house?" I asked, not really asking him, but more talking to myself. "Well we need to think of something because it can't be too good for you to be out here in the rain." He stated looking down at my stomach. "I'm sorry I never told you. I was too afraid. I didn't know what to do!" I yelled over the rain, it had started to rain even harder. "So are you trying to tell me that the baby is mine?" He asked in a voice just above a whisper looking down at his hands and then into my eyes.I only nodded. Not trusting my voice at the moment. "Are you sure?" He asked. I could tell he was nervous. He was standing pretty rigid, but there was a definite softness to him now. Not just anger. "You were my first..." I looked down to the ground and then back up to him. "...and my last. I'm so sorry. I was so scared. You wanted to be an actor, you know. You just got the job to do 'Life..' and 'Star Wars' was being worked out. Do you remember when I left?" I reached for his hands but he pulled them away. "Of course I do. I've thought about it everyday. It really hurt me once I realized you weren't coming back. The hardest thing, though, was not knowing why." He said as drops of water ran down his face. I had tried to get over him after I left, and I thought I really had. But seeing him now, so exposed and open, standing in the rain with me. I realized I never did. I was still very attracted to him and still very much in love. "I left the day after I found out. I went in for a check up, and had them give me a pregnancy test just to be safe. That is how I found out. The whole way home and all that night I thought about telling you. I must have gone over a hundred scenarios in my head of how this would change everything. But in the end of every single one it was taking away what you wanted to do the most, it was holding you back. You missed your chance to do movies and be an actor. You ended up working in a job you hated because you refused to leave me and the baby behind. We even got married in a few, but they all ended up hurting you. I wasn't about to do that to you. So I decided to leave. I wasn't going to tell anyone. I was up all that night. Then at about six in the morning I made up my mind. I packed up all my stuff once my parents went to work and left around ten o'clock." It was amazing how good it felt to tell him all this and get it off my shoulders. "I still don't understand why you didn't say goodbye, or call to tell me you were all right." I could tell he was getting angry. When ever he was angry he would raise his voice and throw his hands behind his head as if he had a bad headache. "If I would have seen you or talked to you, just like I am doing now, I would have told you everything and decided to stay. It was for the best!" I started crying halfway through all of this. Ever since I became pregnant I had been VERY emotional. I could tell he felt bad for making me cry. He walked over and hugged me. It had been so long since he had held me in his arms, and it felt so right. I was shivering from the cold and my emotions, but his body heat quickly calmed me down. I seemed to do the same for him too. "I'm sorry. I understand that you were scared, but right now I am just upset with myself for making you feel like you had to run away, before you could tell me." He said kissing my forehead. I was really happy that he wasn't mad at me. I had forgotten that we were still outside, locked out. Then I remembered that I had a spare key hidden inside one of the bushes by my front door. After reaching in and finding it. I opened the door and we went inside. |