14. Don't you forget about me

I sat on the corner of the bed, my naked body covered with only a beige silk blanket. My eyes moved to the watch: The plane would depart in exactly two hours. I could still make it.

Then my head looked over my left shoulder and I saw my husband sleeping in my bed. He looked so peaceful, so happy. I brushed through my hair, before I got up to collect my clothes from the floor. Then I walked into my closet, where I got some fresh underwear and a new pair of jeans plus a simple shirt and a black cardigan. Then I walked into my bathroom, where I took a shower. Then I changed into my clothes and quickly blow dried my hair. With only mascara on my eyelashes and lipstick on my lips, I walked out of the bathroom.

Troy was still sleeping in the bed. He didn't even move in that past 20 minutes. I sighed and looked at my suitcase. Everything was packed. Everything was set.

I couldn't just leave, could I? But he had left me so many times. Just like that he was gone. From one moment to the other.

But I couldn't do it. I couldn't just leave him. So I wrote some words on a piece of paper, some words which would help him understand.

This doesn't mean we're back together again. This does not mean anything. Not to me anyway.

And on the back of it I wrote:

I may be able to forgive you but I will never, never ever forget.

I left the note on the nightstand and with it I left my heart. I needed to have my head straight in Australia, that's why I decided I would put my feelings by side. For at least the days in Australia.

The traffic was horrible. Usually it takes an hour to get to the LAX from where I live, but this time it was just a lot more, 75 minutes to be exact. I checked in just in time. I was the last one who needed to check in. I didn't see Micheal, neither did I see Daniel or Karen.

I sighed as I saw the paparazzi taking pictures of me again. How much I hated it. I would never be able to have some privacy. My life would always be in the press. It always has been since I met Troy. He put my life into the press. Now whatever my problems were, they were the press' problems also. Whatever bothered me, bothered them also.

But there was one thing no one knew but Ashley, Addison and me. And that was my pregnancy. No one knew about it but them. And I hope that it's going to stay this way for a while. I looked at the big black desk to see where I needed to go to: Gate 45b. I would be able to board on the plane in 1 hour. I walked into a store to buy myself some magazines. I bought some tabloids and some newspapers. After all I would have one hour to wait and a 30 hour flight to be on.

I walked over to Starbucks and saw Michael and Karen sitting there.

"Look who changed her mind." Michael said to Karen.

"Oh guys don't be so mad at me." I said as I walked to them.

"We thought you've chickened out." Karen answered with tease in her crystal blue eyes.

"Yeah that's not gonna happen." I said as I sat down.

"Have you canceled your appointment?" Micheal asked me.

"Yeah, something like that for sure." I answered and turned around to look at the flight plan again. Still 45 minutes until we could board on the plane. Suddenly all the flights went away and instead white words in big letters appeared:

Don't you forget about me.

Aww how sweet! Someone must have for sure have a lovely partner if the partner writes something like that on a desk as big as this. Probably a long distant relationship.

Then my phone rang and I looked at the display:

Have a nice time in Australia. I hope you saw the message on the flight plan.

"For who was that?" Karen asked as the flights appeared on the flight plan again.

"That was for me apparently." I answered and looked up with confusion on my mind.

"For you? From who?" Karen asked.

"Oh no…" Michael said, knowing who it was.

"Oh yes." I said to him.

"Hellooo? From who?" Karen asked again.

"From my… well husband." I answered and Karen looked at me confused.

"Then why don't you wear a ring?" she asked me.

I looked at Michael. "Please don't tell me, that I interrupted you guys. Please don't tell me you had plans with him tonight and I dragged you to the airport. If so, take the next flight tomorrow. I don't want you to-"

"Michael it's fine. I mean, yeah I kind of was planning to go on a date with him tonight, but so what? I will go to Australia one way or another. It doesn't matter if it's tonight or tomorrow."

"But wasn't he like…"

"I don't care about his feelings. He deserves whatever he feels right now." I answered.

Karen just watched us with confusion in her face, "You are married?"

I nodded, "Yeah, but I left him 5 months ago."

"Why?"

"Because he cheated on her with some hoe called Amanda, honey." Michael answered for me.

"How awful! I am so sorry, Gabriella."

"Don't be. It wasn't you who got cheated on. It wasn't you who felt the pain, so don't be. I don't need pity. I am fine by myself. We are going to be fine."

"We?" they both asked me confused.

Oh crap! Why can't I just keep my mouth shut for just once? "I am pregnant." I said with a smile on my face.

"Pregnant?" Karen asked me shocked, while Michael was already hugging me.

"It is from Troy, isn't it?" he asked me.

"Of course she is his!"

"She?" Karen asked again.

"I think this is all a little bit too much for her right now." Michael said to me and I nodded.

"But don't tell anyone yet. And with anyone I mean everyone. Not the press and not Charles. I will tell the boss myself as soon as I have to."

"Well how far are you?" Michael asked me.

"In the middle of my fifth month, actually."

"But you… there's no baby bump!" Karen said amazed. "How could you not have a baby bump while other women are round as a ball in the fifth month?"

I shrugged, "Good Genes? I don't know. I just don't have one… yet."

"But you are able to fly to Australia, right? I mean… it is okay, right?"

I shrugged, "I have no idea. But I am feeling fine so far. So why not?"

"Call your gynecologist. Now." Karen answered.

I sighed, "Fine. But I am sure it is okay…" I answered as I dialed Addison's number.

"Oh hi Gabs! How are you?"

"Good. How are you Addy?"

"Perfect. Sam and me are back together again."

"Does Naomi already know about you two?"

"Oh do you have to mention that?"

"Sorry, just being realistic here. You will have to tell her some time…"

"I know… Why are you calling anyway?"

"Listen, I am at the airport right now and I'm going to fly to Australia and-"

"No you're not."

"WHAT?" I asked her shocked.

"You will not board on that plane. If you do, I will personally drag you out of there. You can not fly for over 30 hours. There's no way I will let you board on that plane."

"But I already flew to Germany."

"Yeah that was also just a seven hour flight, honey. But a 30 hour flight: No way!"

"But it's very important."

"Your daughter is more important than some business meeting with some investors in Australia, Gabriella."

I sighed, "Fine, I won't go."

"Thank you. And to make sure you will not go, we will meet up for a coffee at Starbucks in 20 minutes."

"Okay, see you then." I said and hung up.

"And?" they both asked me.

"I am not going. You will have to do this on your own. You can do this on your own."

"Oh we know we can, it would just be easier with you with us. But we completely understand why you can't." Karen answered and placed her hand over mine, "I am happy for you."

I smiled, "I am also." I said and got up, "Uhm keep the newspapers and tabloids. I won't need them after all."

"We're gonna open our own record label." Karen answered, "We will no matter how the investors decide."

I nodded, "I know… Have fun in Australia, okay?"

"We will." Michael said with a smile on his face.

20 minutes later I found myself in an armchair at Starbucks. In front of me was a cup of tea. Across me was Addison walking in. I took a sip of my peppermint tea and waited for Addison to walk up to me. She smiled at me as she walked over to me.

"How nice to see you!" Addision said as she hugged me.

"See, I am still in Los Angeles. Everything's okay now, Mom."

"That's good because you might get some problems in your pregnancy."

"What do you mean by that?" I asked her carefully.

"Well, do you remember the tests me made last time you were at the practice?" she asked me.

I nodded, "Of course. You told me that I have hypotonia, which is normal…"

"Yeah that might cause pregnancy diabetes."

"Okay, then I will have pregnancy diabetes. I can deal with that."

"This pregnancy won't be an easy one for you, Gabs." she said.

"I know. But I will do anything to continue this pregnancy."

She nodded, "Okay…" she said and her cell rang. "I'll be right back." she said before she got up and picked up the call.

Minutes later she walked back.

"Sorry, but the hospital needs me to be back in 20 minutes."

I nodded, "I know how that feels…"

"Anyways, have you told Troy about the pregnancy yet?" she asked me.

I shook my head, "No…"

"But you will tell him, right?"

I shrugged, "I don't know. I mean, on one hand he deserves to know the truth on the other hand why should I tell him?"

"Because he is the father of your child. And no matter if you like it or not, but he has a right to know."

I nodded, "I know… I know. But… I can't forgive him, Addision."

"No one expects that from you."

"He does."

"No he doesn't, Gabs. He knows that he screwed up big time. He knows that you won't forgive him easily. But as far as I am informed, he is really trying to make it up to you. All you have to do is let him make up to you. Give him a chance. A real one."

"Well I actually planned to go out with him tonight."

"Then why didn't you?"

"Because my partner called me to tell me there's a plane I should be on tonight."

"To Australia."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"We want to open up a record label. Here in Los Angeles. All we need are investors and some artists. Then we're set."

She nodded, "Big plans you have there, pregnant woman."

"Yeah, I know." I said and smiled, "But I have a very good feeling about this."

She nodded and we heard a cellphone ringing again. "Urgh, I hate my cellphone sometimes." she said and walked away again.

I got out my Blackberry and stared at the display for seconds before I started to write a text.

Turns out my flight got canceled. Still wanna eat popcorn and watch a movie at the cinema?

I sent it to Troy. Seconds later I got a reply.

How about 'Eat, Pray, Love' at 8 p.m.?

I sighed as I watched Addison arguing on the phone. I didn't want to be the person on the other line.

Alright. Pick me up at 7:30 p.m.

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