Chapter 25

"What are you talking about?" I let out a nervous chuckle. It can't be true. I would have known if I was pregnant. We used protection and I was on the pill. Nothing made any sense.

"It's true, Rebecca." He whispered with a pained look on his face and I swallowed hard, "When I picked up that call, the doctor started to speak thinking I was your mother. He said something like if she wanted to know whose baby you were carrying, she needed to bring in a blood sample or a cheek swab to do the paternity test,"

Whose baby?

Fuck!

Holy fucking shit!

I felt my head spinning with all the news that was thrown at my face. My mom knew about this all along and kept it from me. I was fucking pregnant and I lost my baby. The huge question was, whose baby was I carrying? Xavier and I were together for only a month before the accident.

Was it Nate's?

A tear escaped from my eyes and I started to breathe heavily. I had no idea what the hell I was feeling but I knew for sure that I was mad at my mom and a part of me was mad at Xavier for not telling me sooner but I could understand how he must have felt.

"I am the reason for everything, baby," he broke down, sobbing into his hands and I couldn't control my tears. God, he must feel so guilty. I felt my lips trembling and my hands shaking.

"Xa---Xavier?" he looked at me with his bloodshot eyes and I bit my lip to control my sobs.

"I think Nate was the father," I said in almost a whisper and he just wiped my tears.

"We don't know for sure and I honestly don't care whose baby you were carrying. You lost the baby because of me and I can never forgive myself for that. I never should have come into your life," he got up, running his hands through his hands and I was stunned by his response.

"Maybe I am not the right person for you, Rebecca. All I did was bring pain into your life. You have no idea how I'm feeling right now. God, if only I could undo everything," he fell to the ground and my heart broken into a million pieces. I covered my mouth to hold back my sobs as a fresh set of tears flowed down my cheeks.

"I killed m---my baby," I choked out and closed my eyes as the reality of the situation finally sank in.

"No, it was me. I am responsible for everything." He came towards me, cupping my cheeks and my eyes bore into him. I pulled him into a hug and broke down. He sobbed along with me and held me tightly.

"I should have been more careful." I cried silently and he pulled me back, wiping my tears.

"I can't believe you still don't blame me for everything," he looked at me with disbelief and I just shook my head.

"It was an accident, Xavier. We can't blame anyone," I tried to comfort him in my broken state and saw him swallow hard.

"You are the strongest person I've ever met," he rested his forehead against mine and I cried thinking about my baby.

"I---I need to know." I stuttered.

"Are you sure?" he asked and I simply nodded, taking a huge breath.

"Now, let's go." I stood up and he followed me to the door silently.

Neither of us spoke on our way to the hospital and the silence between us was heavy. Once we reached the hospital, we walked towards the reception.

"Hi, we need to meet Dr. Wesley." He spoke to the receptionist, who looked pretty. God, I looked like a trash bag next to her. She leaned against the counter, showing a hint of her cleavage and smiled at Xavier.

"Do you have an appointment?" she asked in a sickly sweet voice that made me want to punch her in the throat. God, I was already fucked up and this redhead was flirting with him to piss me off further.

"No, but he is my girlfriend's doctor and we need to see him immediately," she glared at me and turned her attention to him.

"One moment please," she smiled again and made a call while Xavier turned towards me, throwing an arm around my shoulder protectively. After a while, the redhead called out, informing us that we could go in.

"Thank you so much," he smiled at her politely and we were about to walk away.

"Uh....I'm Stacy," she batted her eyelashes and flipped her hair.

Fucking bitch!

"Bye, Stacy." I gave her a fake smile and started walking towards the doctor's room. He kept staring at me as if he wanted to say something.

"What? That bitch kept flirting with you when I was right next to you." I burst out in annoyance and he raised his eyebrows.

"Alright," he held up his hands in defense and I just rolled my eyes.

We were in front of the doctor's office and before we could go in, he stopped me.

"Are you sure you are ready to know this now?" he asked and I noticed his voice break a little.

"Yes," I stated firmly. I can do this. I am a lot stronger than this. We both walked inside and Dr.Wesley greeted us immediately.

"I thought we were going to remove the cast next week, Ms. Thompson." He said with a small smile while going through my reports.

"I know everything, Dr.Wesley." I came to the point directly and he lifted his eyes from my report with a puzzled look on his face.

"I know that I was pregnant before the accident," I stated with no emotion on my face.

"I---Ms. Thompson, I'm so sorry for your loss and also for keeping this from you but your mother wanted to keep this confidential," he explained and I let out a huge sigh.

"I'll deal with her later. Now, I want to know how far along I was,"

"Uhh...About two weeks, 10 - 12 days"

Two weeks?

It was Xavier's

"Are you sure?" Xavier spoke this time, noticing me going into yet another shock for the day.

God, I'm seriously going to have a heart attack these days. I don't think my poor heart can take any more of chaos.

"Yes, I'm sure. Your mother wanted to know who was the father but then she changed her mind today when I called her. Would you like to know?" The doctor asked me and I just nodded my head automatically even though I already knew who the father was.

"I would need your blood sample. Please do follow me," he spoke to Xavier and I watched him disappear behind the curtain while I sat there in silence like a statue.

"We need to wait for 2 hours." Xavier emerged from the curtain and I stood up immediately.

"Okay, let's wait outside." He helped me with my crutches and we both walked towards the waiting room and sat inside.

"Do you think?" he whispered and I nodded, knowing what he was about to ask.

"I'm one hundred percent sure that you are the father," I replied, staring at the wall in front of me. My mind was blank and I couldn't feel anything. I was numb.

"I want you to know that I'll always be there for you even if you don't want me in your life," he spoke after a while and I turned my head towards him.

"I know you are hurting inside as much as I am, Xavier. This was our baby. You have every right to be mad at me for being careless," I whispered, taking his hands between mine

"I can never be mad at you," his voice broke and my eyelids brimmed with tears, threatening to fall down my cheeks at any moment now.

"I'm not leaving you,"

"Really?" he looked at me with those tired eyes and I gazed at him through my blurred vision.

"Yes, I need you. I can't--- I can't lose you too." My voice broke and he caressed my cheeks softly.

"You will never lose me. God, I can't believe you are still with me," he breathed out, kissing my forehead.

"I mean, we do need to make up for our lost baby. Why else would I be with you?" I teased, trying to lighten up the moment and he chuckled, pulling me in for a hug. We received the test result which confirmed our assumption and we were on our way back to his house.

"Do you ever think we could get past this?" I asked him as he drove silently.

"We will, eventually." He gave me a small smile.

"Can I ask you something?" I asked, tucking my hair behind my ears.

"Anything."

"Would you have been okay with the kid?"

"Of course. What kind of a question is that?" he asked with a frown on his face.

"I mean....with Hannah and everything." I licked my lips, hoping he would understand what I was trying to say.

"Hannah would have been so excited to have a sibling and it would have been perfect, baby." You are perfect, I wanted to say. My heart flipped at his response and I looked outside the window, blinking back my tears.

"In fact, I'm going to get you pregnant real soon." He took my hands, kissing it softly and I just smiled, shaking my head, thinking about how much I loved this man. I knew that we were both a mess right now but we would be okay.

Eventually, like he said!