Absolutely Unforgivable(94)

“And that’s where all of that blood came from that night?” I asked squeamishly.

“Yes and the sudden loss of so much blood is what made him fall to the ground and pass out and that is when he must have hit his head on the concrete and had some swelling of the brain. That is why we’ve had him in a medically induced coma, to help facilitate his recovery. In essence, he slept off the swelling while we repaired his other injuries.”

“So he’s going to be okay now?”

“They have repaired the damage and he should be fine but it will be a slow and painful recovery. He’s not just going to pop up out of bed and be fine. He’ll need plenty of rest to give his body time to get better.”

I didn’t care how long it took though. At least there would be a recovery. That was all that mattered to me. I must have had a worried look on my face because Billy reached up and grabbed my hand and squeezed it as best he could while the nurse told me all that was going on.

When she left I sat down beside him and started crying. I couldn’t help it. I was just so happy that he was alive. Billy was weak but still he did his best to comfort me. “Please don’t cry. I’m going to be okay. I promise.”

“I know. It’s not that. I’m just so happy you are alive. I thought you were dead. I can’t even begin to tell you how horrible these past few days have been.”

After crying a bit more, there was a tap at the door. The rest of the gang wanted to know if they could visit. The nurses would only allow them to come in two at a time. Bran and Zander came in first, then Mindy and Bree, followed by Travis and Jeromy, then Darla and Starla, Patrick and Tiffany, then Trista and Brick.

I knew Billy was happy to see everyone but I could also tell it was taxing on him so when they left I turned down the lights and let Billy sleep. I sat in the corner reading a book Bree had gotten me from the gift shop.

He slept a lot but when he was awake I was there. We watched TV, Jeromy snuck in his iPad for us to watch movies on, and we talked. We talked about our plans for the future, our dreams, and talked about taking a trip to Rome, somewhere both of us wanted to visit. We wouldn’t be able to go right away, but perhaps next year.

Billy spent the next twelve days in the hospital recovering and I almost never left his side. One of the few things I did leave Billy for was to go to the bathroom to throw up, which I did quite often. One of the nurses finally pulled me aside and asked if I was okay. We were trying to be quiet as Billy was sleeping. I thanked her for her concern but assured her I would be fine. I had just been through a lot lately and my body was just trying to find a way to deal with the stress.

“Uh huh,” she said as she listened to me explain. Then she pulled a small cup with a lid fastened securely on top out of her pocket and said, “Here, go pee in this and we’ll see.”

“No really, I’m fine. I promise.”

“If you are fine then you won’t mind just doing this small thing for me. You need to take care of yourself so that you’ll be strong enough to take care of Billy. He needs you to be one hundred percent right now.”

“Fine,” I said as I grabbed the cup and went into the bathroom to fill it up. I mean, how could I really argue with her logic? Billy did need me right now and admittedly I had been vomiting for a while. It seemed like everything made me sick. Every smell seemed over-amplified and sent me running to the bathroom to throw up.

After I finished I sat the cup on the sink like she had instructed. She came in behind me and pulled a little white testing strip out of her pocket. She looked around to make sure nobody else was coming, as if nobody else knew what she was doing, and then stuck the strip in my urine.

She pulled it out and within seconds three blue lines appeared on the strip and a big smile came across her face. “That’s what I thought,” she said as she emptied the cup and tossed it in the trash. “Stacy Keller, you are going to be a mommy.”

I stood there looking at her in disbelief. “You need to make an appointment to go see your doctor soon. You are probably not that far along, but still it’s important you see your doctor right away. With all the stress you’ve been under from the attack it’s probably not good for the baby; so you’ll want to get everything checked out.”

I nodded my head indicating that I understood what she was saying to me. But still in my mind I was frantically trying to do the math. How long has it really been since I have been with Jeromy? Could this baby be his or is it Billy’s? Oh how proud my parents must be. Their daughter is knocked up, unmarried and she doesn’t know who the father is.