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Blood was now spewing from her nose.
She was staggering to get to her feet now. She was going to come at me for another round. Shit. What was wrong with this crazy bitch?
“I’m going to kill you, whore!” Tiffany roared.
She stood to her feet now and got ready to lunge again. Suddenly, I saw movement in the back. It was a security guard. He was running out to help. Before Tiffany could get enough strength together to rush at me, he grabbed her from behind. The club fell to the ground.
“NO! NO!” Tiffany screamed. “I’ve got to kill her!”
“It’s over!” the guard yelled.
Another guard joined him a few moments later and together they were able to get Tiffany under control.
Tiffany struggled against them, but soon she lost the fight and accepted her fate. She was going to jail. The nightmare with her was over. I was still in shock over what happened. She’d tried to kill me. For real, she was trying to murder me with a club. I was lucky she didn’t come at me with a gun. I didn’t have mine with me. Tiffany was lucky I wasn’t carrying mine as well. She could be dead right now.
After the police arrived I had to stay and answer all their questions. This took some time, but it wasn’t long before they were able to pull up the history and piece together what happened. After I left, I was able to make my way to the doctor. I barely made the appointment. My plans for a nice dinner were ruined. I guess we would have to order pizza, which would make Jack very happy.
When I arrived at the doctor’s office, I checked in and then I sat down to wait. Then it all hit me hard, what had just happened to me. I felt the tears coming out of my eyes and beginning to pour down my face. I felt sickened. Someone had tried to murder me. I wasn’t safe from any of these crazies. I was still waiting for Tyler to make some crazy move.
I just wanted left alone to live my life in peace. Why couldn’t I just live and be happy?
I was called back to an examination room about ten minutes later. I told the nurse everything about the home pregnancy test and how I just wanted to get it confirmed. She took my vitals and then told me that the doctor would be in soon.
As I sat there waiting, I found myself trembling but wishing that I had told Mason. Maybe I still could. I could call him and explain and he would rush right over to be my side as the doctor told me the news. I didn’t want to be alone with this information. I wanted Mason to share the moment with.
But I knew it would be a huge mistake. He would probably tell me that he didn’t want to be a father to a second baby. He would go over his laundry list of reasons once again. And then we would be at a standstill. Our relationship would probably be over. That would be it.
I couldn’t handle that. No. I couldn’t handle that at all.
I had to go through this alone.
The doctor came in soon and met with me. He explained how the test would go and then they took some blood and I gave a urine sample.
A short while later it was confirmed that I was indeed pregnant. I knew it. I didn’t even have to bother with any of this. I knew it for sure. I could feel it. I knew it the moment I took that test at home and just by the way the world had been working around me lately. I was going to be a mother.
I left the office crying. I didn’t know what to do.
I felt sick all over.
As I sat there in the car driving to Mason’s, I knew what I was going to do. My mind had been made up. There was nothing else for me to do. I had to leave. I had to leave town and I had to leave Mason. There was no way in hell I could stand having him shut me out or having him tell me that this was a deal breaker for us.
I could see it in his eyes when he spoke about it. He adamantly did not want children. This was going to wreck how he felt about me and how he felt about us. I felt like I’d done something wrong somehow. So now, I had to do something right.
I was going to leave.
That night after Jack was in bed, I told Mason, “We have to talk.”
“Ok,” he said. He seemed a bit concerned.
“I’m quitting,” I said.
He paused a moment and then looked at me. “Ok… you don’t want to be Jack’s nanny anymore?”
