A week later, Ally was at the cemetery. She liked to do this about every other weekend, to preserve old memories. She felt as if talking to Tyler somehow lessened her hurt, although, it seemed to do her more bad than good. She needed to forget Tyler, and move on. According to recent events, however, that would prove to be rather difficult. Even though she knew it couldn't possibly change the course of what would come in the next few months, she decided talking to Tyler might help her forget her other burdens, if you wanted to call them that.
This week, she had something very important to tell him about. She looked at the grey marble headstone, with all of the flowers and teddy bears and flashbacks to tears shed there, and recalled the events of the past few days. Ally felt as if she should have known. It was so obvious, wasn't it? But it couldn't have been. The only sign was the vomitting, the sickness. It should not have been this difficult to tell him. He wasn't even here in person. Her words strangled her, and she did not know what to do. She was alone. She needed Tyler more than ever. But she was simply on her own.
She thought to herself before speaking. How am I supposed to say this... how can I put it?
She began to talk. "I went to the doctor a couple of days ago. He said..." Ally's voice trailed off. Why couldn't she bring herself to say the words she so badly needed to say to him? "Well, I've been sick lately. You know that," She had told him about her recurring bouts of nausea. "And so I went to see Dr. Sanders. He didn't know what the problem was at first. In my head, I was picturing that maybe I had leukemia, or perhaps just a horrible stomach bug. I didn't really care. I almost wanted to die, to be able to be with you in anyway I could, and-" Her voice broke, and she began crying.
After a few minutes of uncontrollable, hiccupping sobs, Ally attempted to calm herself down. "I wanted to die. But saying that now… I feel selfish. You see, once I arrived at the clinic, Sanders ran some tests. He didn't have the results right away, so I went home. Before I came here, I had just gotten the call back from the doctor's office."
She took a pause, searching for words. "Tyler, I'm pregnant."
Once she had gotten the words out, she burst into tears.
How am I going to do this alone?
