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Ch 7
Jackie's POV
I get woken up when I feel slight turbulence coming from the landing of the plane. Good timing, I think to myself. You know you didn't want to oversleep.
I head off the plane, in search of my bags. I realize I'm going to have to wait a little bit, so I turn on my phone to see if I have any messages. My phone beeps, it's Wade, saying how he'll miss representing me, and that he hopes I find what I'm looking for. Sadly nothing from Catherine, it's okay though. I'll see her soon enough. That's if she doesn't slam the door in my face for lying to her.
I see my bags on the luggage conveyer, and I grab them. I look at the time on my phone; it says 7:30, not bad. The flight was supposed to get in at 7:50, but it came in earlier which is fantastic. I can grab a taxi and make it to Catherine's right around 8ish.
I was so nervous, not only was she going to get the surprise of her life, but she was going to be another one. But question is, is she ready for the second surprise? I sure hope so. It's a little too late to do anything about it. I've grown on the idea.
I yell "Taxi"
One stops, asks where I'm going. I give Catherine's address. It takes about 20 minutes to get there. I pay him and he helps me with my bags. Says I'm in no condition. Ahh, I think to myself, right… Like I have a broken arm or leg or something along the lines, I don't.
I hold my hand up to knock, I get nervous, like really nervous, what if she doesn't want me now? What if this changes everything between us and not in a good way either?
I say what the hell to myself. Get the courage to knock, and wait for her to answer the door.
I hear paws walking towards the door, and I smile, and then I hear her footsteps. I have to remind myself to breath like she did that first night we were together. I giggle and shake that thought from my head.
I hear the knob being turned, and I say "Surprise!"
"Jackie, wha… what are you doing here? You said tomorrow?" Catherine exclaims
"I know, I just couldn't help myself when I saw that I still had an opportunity to take the first available flight out I did. I hope you're not too mad." I say with my best smile
"I'm not mad, sad a little but that will go away. I just didn't want you to go out of your way to get here." She says
"No, I thought that I wouldn't have you go out of your way to come get me, and it wasn't that bad. I wanted to surprise you, and I did. So now that we have that out of the way, hug time?" I ask
Catherine reaches for me and pulls me into her and we hug. I don't know for how long until she felt something kick her… She pulls back with a puzzled face, "What was that? You're stomach your that hungry that your stomach kicks me?"
Oh shit, I think, this was not how I wanted to tell her I'm pregnant… I take a really deep breath and let it out.
"Catherine, you should sit down for this" I look at her face and she doesn't really want to oblige to my request but she does for me.
"I don't know how to tell you this, and this really wasn't the way I wanted to either. I'm 6 months pregnant. I found out after I left, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to keep it or give it up for adoption. I'm against abortion so that was out. But then one night when I was thinking, I thought about you, us, this baby. I want a future with you and this baby. To be a family, one I never had, one I can give this baby what I didn't have. And I know that's asking a lot of you…" I start crying, and when I look at her face, I see the hurt on it, I start to cry harder. "I… didn't … want this… I wanted… you… but … it … was… one… night…"
Even thought, she's hurt, she hands me Kleenex, and rubs my back for me to calm down.
Catherine tells me, "Breathe Porcupine, breath, relax. Tell me what happened, and how no one noticed. I mean not that you're huge or anything. But how come no one noticed when you first started to show?"
"I slept with Zach from campus, it was a mistake, I was tipsy, and that's no excuse I know that. But we had just fought and I saw you with that man, and you said those things. It's no excuse, one thing led to another. We used a condom; I told him too, I guess it broke. And this," I rub my stomach "is the result."
I sigh, wipe the rest of my tears away, and look into her eyes, and I see guilt.
"Oh no, don't blame yourself for my mistake, I can't go back, and honestly I'm not sure I'd want too. I have a chance at righting my wrong now with you. And maybe a possibility of a future with you, I would hope that you would want a family. I know we never talked about it. This could be our chance. No one noticed because I was sitting in most of my scenes, even when I started to show I was sitting. And I was in jumpsuits. But when I found out, I requested to do all the standing scenes first and later do the sitting so it wasn't noticeable. People just thought I gained a little wait because I was depressed."
I looked at her, and noticed her look, "What's on your mind? I know this is a lot to process. I'll go, and stay at a hotel; I don't want to pressure you. I know we still have to talk, and fix it or try too now. I'm just going to go. You know my number if you want to talk."
I gather my bags, and look over at Ethan, and say "I hope to see you soon."
"Catherine, I'm sorry again, I know this puts a damper on everything for you. And this wasn't what you were expecting. I hope one day you can forgive me."
She doesn't say anything. I should have thought about that being a possibility. I feel myself start to cry but I hold it in.
I look back one more time before I close the door. I whisper into the air, "I love you"
I get into the awaiting taxi; tell him to the nearest hotel please. And I just lose it. The one person I love most can't look at me. It wasn't the response I thought I was going to get.
I reach the hotel, grab my bags, head inside, and rent a room. I don't know for how long I tell the associate. She hands me my keycard, and tells me that someone will help me with my bags.
I enter the elevator, and I replay what happened in my mind. I hear the ding for the floor of my room. I enter and just lay on the bed. I cry myself to sleep. I don't even bother to check my messages.
I know I won't get anything tonight. Catherine is probably still in the same position on the couch.
