Absolutely Unforgivable(95)
The more I thought about it, the more I realized there was no way it could be Jeromy’s. Even though I was on the pill, we had always used a condom, plus I hadn’t been with Jeromy for a while now. I would probably be showing by now if it was his. The baby could only be Billy’s.
“How is this even possible though? I’m on the pill and have been for years.”
The nurse gave me a sympathetic look and explained. “The pill isn’t one hundred percent effective and becomes even less so with outside factors. Drinking alcohol could reduce the effectiveness, other medications like antibiotics and even some over the counter allergy pills.”
“What about sedatives?”
“Possibly, some can. And also if you ever miss a day of taking your pill. That’s how most girls on the pill find themselves in this situation. The pill is something you have to take every day without fail.”
Between the sedatives, the drinking and a few days here and there I’ve missed taking the pill, I guess it was only a matter of time before this happened. How could I have been so irresponsible?
The nurse walked out of the bathroom and noticed Billy was awake. “I’ll leave you two alone. I’m sure you have a lot to talk about.”
Billy looked at me, wondering what the nurse meant, but I didn’t know how to answer him. I really didn’t know how to explain what I had just learned moments ago. My head was still spinning. I fell back into the chair near Billy’s bed but I still didn’t speak.
“Babe, please. What’s going on? Are they not letting me go home today? Did something happen?”
“Yes, no. Everything is fine with .... You are coming home with me today. I … The doctor … I think he should be here any minute to sign off on your release.”
“What has you so freaked out? I’ve never seen you like this before.”
I took a deep breath and then walked over to his bed. I grabbed his hand and intertwined my fingers with his. “Billy, do you remember what you said to me before ... well, before that crazy man attacked you?”
He sat up in his bed. “Of course I do. And I meant every word of it. I want you to be my wife. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life showing you exactly how much I love you. I know we haven’t been together that long, but I knew from the first moment I saw you that I wanted to spend the rest of my life looking at that beautiful face of yours. You have no idea how in love with you I am.”
I looked at him and smiled. “That’s good because I don’t want my baby to grow up without a daddy.”
He paused, looking at me, letting what I had just said sink in, and then he looked around as if trying to get familiar with the environment, wondering if maybe he had stepped into the Twilight Zone. Billy looked at me in bewilderment, and then let go of my hand. His blue eyes widened and then darted to my stomach.
“Are you?”
I nodded and smiled as tears started to form in my eyes. Billy jumped out of bed and hugged me as he put his hand to my stomach.
“How far along are you? Is it a boy or girl?”
“I don’t know. I just found out. The nurse thinks I’m not really that far along. I’m going to make an appointment with the doctor tomorrow and find out the rest.”
Billy’s doctor came in the room and Billy sat back down on his bed. The doctor glanced at his chart, and then signed off to let him be released but not before reminding us that he should take it easy and not even consider being intimate, exercising or heavy lifting for the next three months minimum. I assured his doctor Billy would be well looked after and wouldn’t do anything he shouldn’t. Then after filling out a mountain of paperwork we were on our way back home. I stood by Billy’s side as the nurse wheeled him out of the hospital and to the black limousine that was waiting for us.
The crowds had ballooned and were double in size what they had been when I first arrived at the hospital. Billy held up his hand to wave at his adoring fans and then got into the back of the car. When he did we found Brick and Trista were there waiting for us. They couldn’t wait to tell us the good news.
When Billy and I were creating our special love song, the one we sang that morning on Good Morning Houston, we had recorded our sessions. Billy said it would help us figure out which parts of the song worked and which ones didn’t. There were easily ten or fifteen hours of footage of us singing that song and Brick had pieced it all together with Patrick and Tiffany’s help and they had released the song on iTunes. The song has now had over one million downloads.