Pregnant with the Bad Boy - Second Book

Chapter 23

“Braxton, what??” I was seated again; my pain had started to subside that had hit me so hard that I almost couldn’t breathe in that damn truck Travis had brought me in against my will! He was standing in the examination room, staring out the window and listening to the doctor talking to me like she had heard the same fear in my voice a thousand times before.

“Yes, Braxton Hicks, your body was just doing a warmup round for the real thing; you’re not going into labor Jennifer….” She was friendly and gave me a sympathetic smile when I didn’t understand anything! It felt real when my back was about to break off, and my downside was hurting in waves!

“She sure looked like she was….” Travis had turned around, still wearing his stupid tool belt. Didn’t he have the time to even remove that? Why was he still here and looking annoyed at the friendly doctor, I was happy that it wasn’t the real thing, but I sure didn’t want it to start all over again, no way!

“Yes, I’m sure that you are worried. Is this your first child?” Travis's eyebrows raised when I felt my cheeks heat up…she thought he was the father… yes, that would make sense, I guess; him being here and looking annoyed; she didn’t know that was his regular face when he was around me.

“That’s not the point, she is clearly in pain, and you want us to what, go back home and just wait for another round of false alarms??” I didn’t believe my ears. Was Travis just playing along!? the doctor was smiling more understanding. He just kept getting weirder, and I didn’t want another guy pushing me to have my baby as his own; that was not what would happen!

“I’m afraid so; since Jennifer isn’t that much over the due date, we are going to have to wait….” I felt worse hearing that; my body was screwing me over, not even giving me my child when I had calmed down and not panicking over the fact that I would have to be alone when she was born.

“that’s just bull! we are right here just give her something and make it happen; why wait??” I was to frown now; why did Travis sound like he was deciding over my head again? That bastard!

“Travis!?” I snapped when he switched his eyes to mine, showing real anger that made me pissed off, mouthing that he would shut up behind the well-meaning doctor, following his eyes back to mine.

I tried not to scowl so damn much when she was smiling more like she was happy; I wasn’t, and Travis didn’t seem like he was jumping of joy.

“It’s alright; it’s not like I haven’t seen a concerned father before; trust me, this baby is going to come when it wants to, and if it doesn’t, then we cross that bridge, okay?” she was nodding like she was trying to convince us still not saying a word. This was just a f*****g catastrophe….

“He is not the father….” I was so tired of saying that when the doctor gave me a look like she was surprised; what? Did we look like a damn couple, wanting to kill each other around the clock since I moved inside his house?

“Oh… I’m sorry… just assumed…” the doctor made a weird face when Travis sighed like he thought I was stupid to my confused look; what? There was no way he wanted to have a kid with me, that would be insane since we didn’t know each other, and he hated me! oh, and he liked Mom!

“Does it matter? I’m the one that is here and helping her out.” I didn’t know how to answer that when Travis sounded accusing from nowhere; what was his deal with me anyway? He acted like he cared for me, but the next second he was just this asshole again, showing me nothing but contempt for not growing up, taking my life in the horns, and doing something more than cry.

“No, I guess not….” The doctor gave us another well-meaning smile when I felt ashamed and leaned my head over, not wanting to speak to anyone, least of all Travis.

“Well, I guess you all can head on back home and… it’s going to happen, sooner or later… don’t you feel too worried Jennifer….” She was squeezing my shoulder when I nodded before hearing the door closing and leaving Travis and me alone in the room.

“Let’s just go back…” Travis was the first to speak when I nodded, got up, and walked to the door; feeling him behind me, he was still angry, and I had no idea why? He wasn’t the father of my child, and after Grant… fighting me every step of my pregnancy to let him be that… it was too exhausting to even start that s**t over with Travis…

I couldn’t keep quiet any longer when we stepped outside of the same hospital, I had been to so many times since I had crashed my car against a deer the night that Dylan had brought me here, saving my life, and up to now, I had believed that it wasn’t worth saving.

“Travis don’t do that… don’t pretend to be my boyfriend or the father…. I just don’t want that….” He was still walking ahead of me, just a step, when he stopped like I had said something stupid, but it wasn’t. It was the truth, and anything else wouldn’t end up well; I had learned the hard way with Grant.

“I never pretended to be anything, Jennifer; listen to me. Why did it matter what that doctor believed? She isn’t going to be in your life more than just a few minutes, and you have to tell her your whole life story??” He looked like it wasn’t a big deal to him, but it was to me; everything about Lilly was! He just didn’t know me enough to get that!

“Yes, I have to; I don’t want you to get any ideas!” Travis started to snicker when I said it back seriously, having the keys to the truck, turning around, and starting to walk away from me, still staring at him, shocked that he was mocking me again; what was his problem??

“Ideas about what? That I am madly in love with you, and want your baby as my own because we only know each other; what? Four days?” he was still chuckling, my face blank, hearing him mock me even worse. Four days. That was all I took to say I love you to Dylan and make him do the same to me.

“Are you coming or what?” Travis was still leaning on the truck when I hadn’t moved, feeling sadder than ever, and I didn’t even know why? The stupid, arrogant man, who wasn’t half as upset as me over our conversation, was bored.

“No…. I don’t want to go anywhere with you…” I didn’t care that he looked like he didn’t need more trouble starting to walk the other way, wanting some space from Travis and what he was just spitting in my face. What had happened to me was just a stupid fantasy, and I was a silly girl in his eyes.

“Jennifer, just get back here….” He didn’t move when I didn’t listen, just walking towards the building in the distance, people around me and nobody seeing me; that was how my life was, unwanted and unseen; even my mother didn’t want me.

I had walked a couple of streets when I stopped, picking up my phone and realized that it wasn’t even mine, it was Mandy’s old one and that I had lost everything when I crashed my car…. I just wished that I had died that day, and then everyone would be happier, and I hadn’t had the chance to ruin that many people’s lives and so much pain…. I wasn’t listening to people complaining when I was standing in the middle of the road, cars honking for me to move and getting out to bark at me; I looked down at the pavement, hard and cold, just as his eyes, Dylan.

“Move out of the way!!” the man was cursing some more when I didn’t care, yes. I was crazy; that much was proven when the crowd grew angrier, wanting me to leave the busy street, feeling someone starting to drag me off the road too hard. It started to hurt when I screamed, and I didn’t care that it made me look even crazier!

“Hey, you leave her alone!” I blinked and heard the familiar voice when my arm was violently released. I was rubbing the spot around my wrist where the unknown man had grabbed me, making me angry; why did guys always have to hurt me!? Was it some kind of f*****g secret they shared, some end game that in some way they were going to hurt me!?

“Hey! Are you okay??” I felt my head lifted, seeing the concern in the hazel that looked worried to my scowl; what did he want? He had hurt me too, just let everyone just f*****g do what they wanted to me; that’s what it was all about anyway!

“f**k you!” I spat it back at Travis's concerned face when he didn’t look angry seeing me fight back; he was just looking up again at someone standing just a few feet away and cursing at me; everyone could go to hell for all I cared!

“Yeah, you are okay; look at you, spitting fire….” Travis was smirking when he reeled me inside his arm like he could see that I was one second from attacking the first guy that was even making eye contact! I wanted to smack for being the biggest d**k in my life!

“Just get her out of the way and keep track of that b***h!” the man sneered it the last time before getting back into his truck when I snarled back; he was lucky that Travis was holding me back, or I would have loved to rip my nails at his stupid face!

“Just get the f**k out of here and watch it!” I was still panting, hearing Travis's serious voice behind me, when I saw the red marks on the man’s arm when he was swearing some more over what had happened when I turned my head back; what did just happen??

“Alright, now we are going to go back, and you are going to calm down; I don’t want another trip to the damn hospital today anyway….” Travis held me sturdy, leading me back from the same streets where I had been walking away from him; wait, what?

“Travis, why are you even here?” I wasn’t even angry anymore, the steps taking out the pain that had started it all, making me just focus on getting one step at a time before being stopped again when we reached the parking lot.

“Just get inside the car; we’re not having another fight right now… “Travis was helping me inside, and I felt drained, no longer fighting back. This was all too strange, him following me and helping me when he couldn’t stand me, the same as me.