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Chapter Twenty-three

Blue

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“Hang on!” I yell throughmy apartment as I slowly make my way to the front door. After two days my ankle is starting to feel a little better but I’m still pretty slow getting around.

I catch sight of the bouquet of flowers sitting on my kitchen counter as I round the hallway. Harris had them sent over yesterday.

The card read:

Roses may be red,

but violets arenotBLUE.

I don’t think it’s any secret

That I’m falling for you.

Have I won yet?

Despite the permanent pit that seems to have implanted itself into my stomach, I couldn’t help but smile when I read it. Of course, seconds later I broke down all over again, which has happened a lot over the last couple of days.

“Blue,” Harris’ voice vibrates through the door seconds before another knock sounds. “Blue, open the door.”

I hadn’t realized how much I missed his voice until now but it only further quickens my resolve. I know I have to end this, but I need to find out the results of my ultrasound first. I need to know if he’s the father.Heneeds to knowifhe’s the father.

I was hoping I could avoid seeing him until after my appointment, which is scheduled for this afternoon. I called off work the last two days and have only answered text messages, not phone calls from him. I knew if I heard his voice I would probably cave and tell him everything, and I’m just not ready to do that yet. But given that he knows I’m home, it’s not like I can’t answer the door.

Taking a deep breath, I let it out slowly as I reach for the knob. When I pull it open and lay eyes on him for the first time since Wednesday, all the air leaves my lungs. Even after a month I still haven’t gotten used to the way my heart picks up speed at the sight of him.

“Hey.” I force the most carefree smile I can muster. “Why aren’t you at work?” I ask, stepping back so that he has room to enter my apartment.

“Why aren’t you?” he asks.

“I thought that was pretty obvious.” I close the door and turn toward him, gesturing to my ankle that’s sporting a bandage.

“Are you sure that’s all it is?” He seems tense and the realization only makes me more nervous.

Does he know?

No, there’s no way he could. I haven’t told anyone. Not even Hannah. Though it’s just about killed me to keep it from my best friend. But I want all the answers before anyone knows.

“Of course it is.”

“What’s going on with you? You have refused to see me since Wednesday. You won’t answer my calls. You’re not coming to work.”

“I just needed some time to rest.”

“And I completely understand that but that means you can’t pick up the phone when I call?”

“Harris.” I let out an exasperated sigh. “I really don’t have time for this right now. I have an appointment I need to get to.”

“Is this because of the bet?” he continues, not letting me get off that easily.

“What? No, of course not.” I shake my head. I mean it is, but it isn’t at the same time. God, I wish this wasn’t so complicated. This would be so much easier if there wasn’t a baby now involved.

I still haven’t decided what I’m going to do. I can’t have an abortion; I’d never be able to live with myself if I did. And I can’t see carrying this baby to term only to place it in the hands of a stranger. But I also don’t want to be a mother either. There is seriously no win here for me.

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