Chapter 7 The Truth Comes Out

Randy

I couldn't help but stare at her big stomach... This is just bizarre.

'Wow, so it's true then. You're pregnant.' She nods with excitement and puts her hand on her stomach.

'Yep, about eight months now. I can't wait.'

'Well, good for you. Uhm, not to be rude or anything Lauren, but why are you here?' I look at her curiously as I wait for her answer. She looks kind of clueless.

'I came here to see you. I heard you were coming home today and I wanted to welcome you back. I've really missed you, Randy.' To my surprise she leans forward, ready to kiss me. I move back quickly and she looks confused.

'Uhm, what are you doing?'

'I was trying to kiss you. I think that was kind of obvious.' She smiles sweetly and leans forward again. I move back and she looks a little annoyed.

'Why do you keep pulling back?' Now I'm starting to feel confused myself and a little angry.

'Because we broke up like 7,5 months ago. Or have you forgotten that already?' She puts a hand to her stomach now and breathes a little heavier. Mom notices and immediately rushes over.

'Randy, don't be rude. You can't leave her standing so long with eight months pregnant. Come on honey, why don't you sit down for a minute.' I shake my head.

'She doesn't need to sit. She was just going home.' Lauren looks at me with wide eyes. Mom just glares at me.

'Nonsense. She came here to see you and she looks exhausted. She is not going anywhere until she feels better.' She helps Lauren towards the couch. With anger evident on my face I close the door and walk towards the living room myself. Lauren props up her feet as mom helps her get comfortable. My family has noticed my anger as they quickly move out of my way as I walk into the kitchen and grab a soda from the fridge and sit down at the counter. It doesn't bother my mom as she walks up to me.

'Look, I don't know what is going on here, but I suggest you talk to her. She came here for a reason and you just upset her. Go apologize.' She holds her gaze on me as I glare at her. We both know she'll win anyway, so I make it short and roll my eyes at her and sigh deeply, before getting up and walking towards my pregnant, ex-girlfriend.

She smiles uncomfortably as she sees me. I sit down in the chair next to the couch and try to push my anger away, so we can talk rationally.

'Lauren? Why are you really here? You and I both know that we broke up a while ago and we haven't even spoken sice then. We've both been seeing other people. So, why did you come here and try to kiss me like we're still together?' She looks nervous.

'Well, I uhm.. I came here, because I... Because... Okay. Look, I know I should have called before I came here, but I wasn't sure how I should tell you this over the phone.'

'What do you mean?'

'Randy, this baby is yours.' I could hear the gasps from my family as the room fell silent. I know I should be shocked, but I couldn't help stifling a laugh.

'I'm sorry, but: what?'

'I'm carrying your baby, Randy. You're going to be a father. Isn't it great!' She smiles and I can't stop the chuckle that comes from my mouth. Lauren doesn't get it, ofcourse. 'Why is that funny?'

'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh, but... No wait, I did mean to laugh. Because that is the most rediculous thing I have ever heard.' Her smile is completely gone now.

'What are you talking about? It's true. You are the baby's father.' Hearing that for a third time, really makes me crack up laughing. I know everyone must think I'm crazy, but this is just too funny right now.

'Yeah, I heard you the first two times, Lauren. Wow, you really know how to make me laugh.' While I wipe the tears from my eyes, I notice she has become quiet. 'Oh, come on, Lauren. You didn't really think you could convince me with this, did you? I'm not an idiot, I can count.' I shake my head in disbelief. 'I can't believe you're trying to do this. Did you tell anyone else about this? About me being the father, I mean.' She doesn't look at me. 'You have. Wow. Well, good luck telling them who the real father is. You do know who the father is, don't you?' As she finally looks at me, she gives me a glare, filled with anger and fake sadness.

'Yes, I do know who the father is. You are!' I get up from the chair.

'Oh, cut the crap, Lauren. Who are you trying to fool here? I can't be the father and you know that just as much as I do.'

'I know you are.'

'How? How do you know that?'

'Because I'm eight months pregnant and we broke up 7,5 months ago. You do the math!'

'I am doing the math and that actually makes this whole situation even worse.'

'What are you talking about?' I put a hand on my face and rub the bridge of my nose.

'Do you remember the reason I broke up with you, Lauren? Do you, because that would give you the proof that I couldn't possibly be the father.'

'Why not?'

'Because we never slept together!' It stays quiet as I can see her thinking of what to say. Her eyes have widened.

'No, that's not true, we did.'

'Really? And when would that be?' She's starting to feel uncomfortable now.

'Uhm, it was... Oh! At Kevin Wilken's party.' She smiles in triumph. I look at the ground and then back at her with a smile of my own.

'You mean his 18th birthday?' She nods. 'Oh yeah, I remember that party. I remember because according to everyone it was great. Unfortunately I couldn't go, because I was sick. And as I recall, you said you didn't go either. You said you stayed with me all night, while I was sleeping.' I could see her realize her mistake. 'Yeah, I have a good memory, unlike you.'

'Oh, wait, you're right. How stupid of me, I didn't go to that party. It was a different party. Uhm.. Oh! Bobby, Bobby's party, that's it.' I had to stifle a laugh at her futile attemps to convince everyone, even though she already blew it.

'Right, Bobby's party. The one where you got drunk and from what others told me, you did sleep with someone that night. But funny thing though, it wasn't me.' She looked at the ground with shock. 'I'm not stupid, Lauren. I know you slept with a lot of guys behind my back, probably more than I know about. Look, just cut the bullshit and admit the truth. You don't know who the father is, so yo thought you could convince everyone it's me, including me, because you hoped I would step up and help you. Well, I'm sorry, but I have no intention of doing that. If we'd been friends and you would have asked me for help, I would have thought about it. But now... you can forget it. You are so different from when we met. You were always so kind and honest. Now you're just full of lies. I thought you cared about me, but you cheated on me!'

'That is not true!'

'No ofcourse not. That's why I found you in bed with another guy. What, you just happen to trip and fall on top of him and our clothes fell of in the process?' I could hear my brothers and dad snicker at that and then the sound of my mother smacking each of them in the head. 'Just stop it. I am sick and tired of arguing with you. It's not worth it.' She starts to get up.

'Fine, whatever. You know what? I'm glad you're not the father and I'm glad we're not together anymore. You are so pathetic. The only reason why I cheated on you, is because you weren't ready. I mean, what the hell is wrong with you? You're a guy. It's the girls job to decide when a couple is rea for sex, but you... I actually thought for a while that you were gay. That is until I found out that it only took you two monts till you were ready to have sex with your new girlfriend. We were together for two years. Two years, and you still weren't ready! What the hell did that slut have that I didn't?' Rage was definitely coming up right now.

'How about a personality!' She glares at me with narrow eyes. Then to my surprise, a smile appears at the corner of her lips.

'That's funny, really. It must have really hurt your feelings to find out she wasn't honest with you either, huh? She never told you about her boyfriend, did she?'

'Just shut up, Lauren.' Now she's standing in the doorway, but I can't close the door as she sticks out her foot.

'Yeah, it must have been painful when she left without saying goodbye. Just face it Randy, she never cared about you. You were just a fling to her.' I looked at the ground with anger, still trying to close the door. 'Aww, come on. You're not telling me you loved her. I mean, I heard from others in Costa Rica you actually thought she was the one. That's not true is it?' She starts to laugh as I don't respond. 'Oh my god, you did? Wow, you really are pathetic, aren't you.'

'Just shup up and go home, Lauren. With all that extra weight you're carrying around, you must be tired. And all of this can't be good for the baby. So why don't you go home and rest. Then you can concentrate on finding out who the real father is. I'm sure if you start looking now, you can find out before the baby's first birthday.' Smack! Now my anger is really flaring as I slowly put up a hand to my right cheek, where she slapped me, using all her strength. We both stand there glaring at each other. I want to open my mouth, but all of a sudden my dad's hand grabs the door as he stands behind me.

'I think it's about time you leave, Lauren. You've both said all you wanted to say. So, I say, this argument is over. Go home, Lauren.' She wants to protest, but my dad starts to close the door. 'Just go home and don't come back. Good luck with everything. Goodbye.' With that he closes the door.

The room is filled with an uncomfortabe silence as I try to digest everything that's just happened. They all look at me with concern in their eyes, but I can tell they don't know what to say. Mom is the first one who walks up to me. She starts to stick out her hand towards me.

'Randy, I..' I turn away from her quickly and make a move towards the stairs.

'Just don't. I really don't feel like talking right now. I'm really sorry guys, but I just want to go take a shower and go to bed right now.'

'But what about the welcome home party? We got you a cake.'

'I'm sorry. I know you wanted to celebrate, but I'm just not in the mood to party right now. And I'm not hungry either. I'll see you guys tomorrow, okay? Goodnight.' Without looking back, I walk up the stairs and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I didn't mean to spoil the fun, I just can't deal with this right now... With emotions still running high, I turn on the shower and start to strip, hoping the streaming hot water will somehow make me feel better.

Meanwhile in the kitchen...

'Poor Randy. He must be so hurting right now. I should go talk to him.' Tim puts a hand on his wife's shoulder to stop her.

'Don't. Just let him be by himself for now. He just needs some time alone. When he's ready to talk, he'll let us know.' She looks up the stairs with a sad look.

'I know, I just hope he'll be ok. This day was supposed to be great, full of celebrations, now it's just... Tim, what are you doing?' She looks at her husband with disbelief, just as he puts a fork full of cake in his mouth.

'What? You heard him, he wasn't hungry. We can't let a cake like this go to waste.'

'Tim, you're just... Oh, nevermind...' She shakes her head and takes the cake away from him, opening the fridge. 'We can eat it tomorrow, it'll taste just as good then.' She slaps his hand he tries to take another forkfull when she moves the cake into the fridge.

'What? What did I do?' She just rolls her eyes and shakes her head. Tim, always clueless. Just when you think he has a brain as he finally says something smart, you realize it was a once in a lifetime moment, never to return again...

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A/N Hi everyone! Sorry it took so long to update, I've been really busy lately. I'll try to update my other stories as soon as possible as well.

So, I hope you like this chapter. I know a lot of things may seem very confusing right now, but everything will be explained later on as usual. Just keep reading and reviewing to find out ;)

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