Chapter 14
I am still sobbing when Lyla walks back into my hospital room. "Lana, what's wrong?" she asked as she lays back down on the bed. I just curl into her and sob harder. When I calm down, I finally answer her. "Happy came by. We talked. I told him I'm moving back with you but that I wouldn't keep him from the baby. He tried to feed me some bull shit that he wanted to prove he wanted this. He can try all he wants but I won't go back to him." I tell her. "Look, Lana, you have to do what you feel is right but what are you going to do if he actually does keep his word?" she asked. "I guess we'll cross that bridge when if we get there." I tell her.
***Two weeks later***
I had been discharged a couple of days after talking to Happy. I texted him the date and time of my appointment and was sitting in the waiting room when Happy walks in the door. Walking over, he sits next to me and says, "Hey. how you feeling?" Without looking at him I simply say "Fine." Before he could say anything else, my name was called. Walking back into the exam room, the doctor comes in. "Lana, good to see you. Looks like you had an accident. I'm sorry to hear. How are you feeling?" she asked. "Still having morning sickness and a little sore but okay I guess." I answer. "Well, let's get you checked out and then we will check on the little one." After asking more questions and looking at my vitals and weight and blood levels, she tells me things look really good and we head to the ultrasound room. Laying on the table, I pull my shirt up and undo my pants. The doctor puts the cold gel on my stomach and moves the wand around. A thumping sound fills the room. "What's that?" Happy asked. "That would be the baby's heartbeat. Strong, just like we want to hear." she says. Moving the wand around again, there is a little bean shape that shows up on the screen. "This little bean here, is your baby. Looks to be measuring at nine weeks while is about right. Everything looks good." she says. Printing out the pictures, she tells me to schedule my next appointment with the receptionist and leaves the room. "Can I have one?" Happy asked. I hand him one and start getting redressed. We walk out of the room and head outside. He parked his bike next to my car. "You hungry?" He asked. "Happy, look, I am glad you made it to the appointment and I don't expect you to be at all of them if you can't, but if it doesn't have to do with the baby, we don't have anything to say." I tell him, reaching for the car door. Turning me around, he pulls me to him and kisses me softly. "I love you Lana. Please don't push me away." he says. "Happy, I have to go." I push away from him and get in the car to leave.
Pulling into the driveway at Lyla's house, before getting out of the car, I break down. Sobbing into my hands, I don't notice Opie walk outside. Seeing me, he opens the door and pulls me to him, hugging me. "Lana, hey, talk to me. What's wrong? The baby?" he asked, worried. Gathering myself again, I say, "The baby is fine. Happy came to the appointment and after, he kissed me. I don't know what to do." He helps me out of the car and into the house where Lyla was sitting on the couch. "Lyla, I think you need to talk to your sister." Opie tells her. Pulling me to the couch, Lyla lets me cry while Opie slips out to his bike and heads to the clubhouse.
"Got a minute, brother?" Opie asked Happy. Nodding, they head outside to the picnic table. Both sitting on top of it, they light up a smoke and Opie starts talking. "Lana said you showed up at her appointment." Happy was quiet for a minute before answering. "I'm trying to make this right Ope. I have to." he says. "Hap, you have to give her time and kissing her every time you see her is just going to make her more confused. You have to give her space. I get being at the appointment but you have to let her breathe." Opie says. "I get it brother. Thanks." Happy says before heading back inside. Opie gets on his bike and heads home.
Walking into the kitchen, he hears Lana and Lyla talking in the living room. "Do you still love him Lana?" Lyla asked. "I do, but.." before I could finish, Lyla cut me off. "No buts. Do you love him?" she asked again. "Yes." I say. "Then just let him be at the appointments and just give yourself time to breathe." Lyla says. Opie walks into the living room and tells them both. "I spoke to Happy. Told him to back off a little and let you have some time. I think he will listen this time." I look up at Opie and say "Thank you."