to see spots in my vision. I’m regretting not having taken a pain pill since leaving the hospital. The burn in my gut is unbearable.
“Four days?” He finally says. “Shouldn’t you be in the hospital?”
I shake my head. “They only keep you for two days after having a C-section,” I explain.
“Is he…” he trails off and paces the length of the room again. “Is he mine?”
“Yes,” I answer.
“Fuck!” He roars.
I cringe and shy away from his outburst. He’s pissed; that’s evident. I can only hope he doesn’t throw me out on my ass. The thought hits me that he may shove me out of the door and try to keep Griffin here. I grab the handle of the car seat protectively and pull him closer to me.
I’ve only spent a limited amount of time with him, and most all of that time was naked and grunting, not having heart to heart conversations and getting to know each other. I don’t know what he’s capable of when he’s this mad.
“Shadow,” Kincaid says walking back in the room. I see him place a hand on his shoulder and whisper something in his ear. Not being able to hear what Kincaid is telling him makes me nervous. The calmness that I see pass over Shadow’s eyes makes me even more uneasy.
I shake my head to try to clear my vision.
“You told me you were on birth control,” he says in a slightly calmer voice, but still seething. I can see his anger in the clenching of his hands.
“I’m sorry,” I say and hang my head. I begin to sob uncontrollably. I once again doubt every decision I’ve ever made up until this point. Coming here was a horrible idea, but I can’t second guess the last night we spent together. That night, that lie, that mistake gave me Griffin, and he’s something I’ll never regret.
“Sorry?” Shadow huffs out incredulously. “You show up here with a baby and sorry is all you have to say?”
I look up at him with tears streaming down my face. I can tell by the hatred in his eyes that he thinks I’m upset as a way to get sympathy from him. I have no clue how I would react if the roles were reversed.
“You ghosted me…” He looks up at the ceiling as if he’s trying to figure out the timeline. “Fuck,” he whispers. “Like seven months ago. I haven’t heard a word from you.”
I clear my throat. “My parents,” I shake my head. “My phone was broken.”
It’s a sad, pitiful excuse. I could’ve found a way to get a hold of him. I didn’t reach out on purpose. Truth be told, until I walked out of the hospital and realized I was completely on my own with hardly any money and no car, I’d never had any intention of reaching out to him. The only reason I’m here now is because I’m responsible for more than just myself right now. I’m not selfish enough to make Griffin suffer over something as trivial as my pride.
I swallow roughly as another wave of nausea hits me. My head is swimming again, my vision beginning to blur.
“I can’t believe this shit,” he says turning away from me to continue pacing.
“Take it easy,” I hear Kincaid say as if he can sense Shadow is about to fly off the handle.
“This was a bad idea,” I say softly and stand from the couch. I reach for the handle of the car seat, unsteady on my feet.
“Misty?” I hear someone say from a distance. I don’t even recognize the voice. “Misty!” It screams louder this time. My knees buckle, and I know I’m going to fall, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I only pray, on my way to the floor, that they won’t hurt my baby. I beg God before my head hits the carpet that his father will love him as much as I already do.
Chapter 10
I barely catch Misty before her head hits the floor. I hear Kincaid yell for Emmalyn.
She’s completely limp in my hands as I look up at Kincaid. “Call an ambulance!” I yell.
“Doc Davison will be faster,” Kincaid says calmly as he pulls out his phone.
I’ve never felt more helpless than I do right now. My yelling has woken up
“Four days?” He finally says. “Shouldn’t you be in the hospital?”
I shake my head. “They only keep you for two days after having a C-section,” I explain.
“Is he…” he trails off and paces the length of the room again. “Is he mine?”
“Yes,” I answer.
“Fuck!” He roars.
I cringe and shy away from his outburst. He’s pissed; that’s evident. I can only hope he doesn’t throw me out on my ass. The thought hits me that he may shove me out of the door and try to keep Griffin here. I grab the handle of the car seat protectively and pull him closer to me.
I’ve only spent a limited amount of time with him, and most all of that time was naked and grunting, not having heart to heart conversations and getting to know each other. I don’t know what he’s capable of when he’s this mad.
“Shadow,” Kincaid says walking back in the room. I see him place a hand on his shoulder and whisper something in his ear. Not being able to hear what Kincaid is telling him makes me nervous. The calmness that I see pass over Shadow’s eyes makes me even more uneasy.
I shake my head to try to clear my vision.
“You told me you were on birth control,” he says in a slightly calmer voice, but still seething. I can see his anger in the clenching of his hands.
“I’m sorry,” I say and hang my head. I begin to sob uncontrollably. I once again doubt every decision I’ve ever made up until this point. Coming here was a horrible idea, but I can’t second guess the last night we spent together. That night, that lie, that mistake gave me Griffin, and he’s something I’ll never regret.
“Sorry?” Shadow huffs out incredulously. “You show up here with a baby and sorry is all you have to say?”
I look up at him with tears streaming down my face. I can tell by the hatred in his eyes that he thinks I’m upset as a way to get sympathy from him. I have no clue how I would react if the roles were reversed.
“You ghosted me…” He looks up at the ceiling as if he’s trying to figure out the timeline. “Fuck,” he whispers. “Like seven months ago. I haven’t heard a word from you.”
I clear my throat. “My parents,” I shake my head. “My phone was broken.”
It’s a sad, pitiful excuse. I could’ve found a way to get a hold of him. I didn’t reach out on purpose. Truth be told, until I walked out of the hospital and realized I was completely on my own with hardly any money and no car, I’d never had any intention of reaching out to him. The only reason I’m here now is because I’m responsible for more than just myself right now. I’m not selfish enough to make Griffin suffer over something as trivial as my pride.
I swallow roughly as another wave of nausea hits me. My head is swimming again, my vision beginning to blur.
“I can’t believe this shit,” he says turning away from me to continue pacing.
“Take it easy,” I hear Kincaid say as if he can sense Shadow is about to fly off the handle.
“This was a bad idea,” I say softly and stand from the couch. I reach for the handle of the car seat, unsteady on my feet.
“Misty?” I hear someone say from a distance. I don’t even recognize the voice. “Misty!” It screams louder this time. My knees buckle, and I know I’m going to fall, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I only pray, on my way to the floor, that they won’t hurt my baby. I beg God before my head hits the carpet that his father will love him as much as I already do.
Chapter 10
I barely catch Misty before her head hits the floor. I hear Kincaid yell for Emmalyn.
She’s completely limp in my hands as I look up at Kincaid. “Call an ambulance!” I yell.
“Doc Davison will be faster,” Kincaid says calmly as he pulls out his phone.
I’ve never felt more helpless than I do right now. My yelling has woken up
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