Don't know how you're going to react to Seth going back to his evil ways...because you probably thought that was over and done with. Nope. Things get worse. Believe me. And I think I have an obsession with making Taylor pregnant...

Chapter 25

"Where's Mr. Hottie?" Summer plopped back on my bed the day before school started ending winter break. "He hasn't left your side in God knows how long since you've been in the hospital." I could tell she was rolling her eyes but she was right. He rarely ever left me but I knew he had to since school started tomorrow and my mom would be home any time now.

"He didn't say." I shrug. "He only told me he'd see me at school tomorrow. I didn't really think to ask where he was going, I just figured it would be home."

"I see. So you're back to your morning closet sex?" She questioned. I laughed.

"I highly doubt we'll be having closet sex any time soon with all of my casts." I reminded her.

"Highly doubt that from what you've told me Mr. Hottie doesn't seem like one to want to hold out too long." She chuckled.

"Do you even want to know the reason why I asked you to come over?" I said ignoring her statement.

"Sure." She started thumbing the glossy pages of the magazine.

"So, the doctors told me something that is completely freaking me out right now. They told me this after Ryan had gone home for a little bit saying that they weren't sure if I wanted him to know or not but…Summer. I'm pregnant." Even though the crash, which was really really bad, the baby had survived. The doctor's said usually something like that would make me lose the baby. I hadn't wanted to tell anyone after I found out. Which is why I had pushed it out of my mind. I wanted to pretend that I wasn't pregnant. I still want to pretend but I don't know if I can anymore. God, I'm not ready to have a baby. Not even close. This situation could only get worse with a baby to mess it up.

"Repeat that." Summer said barely above a whisper.

"I'm pregnant. Summer, I didn't think it could happen! I mean with Seth kicking me and making me miscarry those months ago…" Tears stung my eyes.

"Wait…you were pregnant before?" She turned her whole body towards me. So, I'm guessing that was something that she hadn't been told. I nodded afraid that I was going to cause something between her and my ex-boyfriend. That's the last thing I wanted. The both of them seemed happy. When Summer shifted her body closer to me that's when I noticed it. The bruise that was on her forearm. All thoughts of me being pregnant flew out the minute at that moment. Thoughts of my best friend possibly being hit by my ex-abusive-boyfriend entered my mind.

"Summer…what's that?" I pointed to the bruise. It was definitely a hand print. She had the look on her face. The same look I used to have when I tried to cover something up. She looked down at her hands messing with her fingernails.

"Summer…did…he do that?" I wanted her to say no so badly but I just knew it by the way she was acting that he had. I really believed he had changed. Summer didn't deserve this.

"It was an accident! He and his dad got into it…and Taylor he promised not to do it again!" I had thought Summer was stronger than this. I didn't think she'd take Seth hitting her. I guess I was wrong. I couldn't handle seeing her go through this. Not after everything that had happened to me.

"He'll tell you that after every time he hits you, Summer. He will say he's sorry. Soon he'll stop. Soon he'll be hitting you in places you can't hide well. Then will come the 'make-up sex' which is really just rape because I'm pretty sure you'll be protesting after a good smack across the face. You need to bow out now, Summer before it gets any worse. It won't get better, I can promise you that." I told her honestly.

"He made you have sex after he hit you, too?" She whispered to me. Oh God. That wasn't the first bruise. How stupid was I not to notice that she was getting hit? I should have been able to read the signs. I've been in her situation too many times to not be able to see that he was hurting her.

"Yeah…he did. Summer…was that the first time?" I pointed to the bruise. She looked down at her hands again as she shook her head no.

"Summer Roberts! I can not believe you have stayed! After everything I've told you about him and how he hurt me! After everything, Summer!" I was worried and pissed at the same time.

"I thought it would stop…" So had I but judging by her face she realized that it wouldn't.

"So what are you going to do now?" I ask her. As much as I know she should leave him I can't make her choice but I won't stand by and watch him hurt my best friend, not like he had hurt me. She deserved better than this.

"I don't know…God, Taylor I love him and after him doing that to me…I really wanted to believe he wouldn't do again. It's happened three times since winter break started…he had been so sweet before. God, I'm dumb." She was starting to cry. I felt for her. I really did.

"It was different for me. I didn't love him but I still stayed. I can only imagine how difficult it would have been if I did love him but…I'm only going to tell you this once…leave him. Don't stick around for more, Summer. It won't get better."

"How did I deserve such an amazing best friend?" She laughed through the tears.

"No idea." I giggled as she hugged me which was a little difficult since my fucking casts seemed to get in the way. I'm really starting to hate these pink things.

"I should get home…school tomorrow. Do you need a ride in the morning?" She asked pushing away our talk of babies and Seth.

"If you wouldn't mind." I smile.

"Not at all, see you in the morning. I'll need moral support tomorrow after I break up with him…"

"No problem. Summer…you're better than his hits. You're better than Seth Cohen." I told her as she got up from my bed.

"Well, if I meet such an amazing guy from this like you did with Mr. Hottie than I'll know then that I'm better than him." She grinned.

"Ryan is great isn't he?" I asked dreamily.

"He really is…despite the fact he's your history teacher and seven years older than you are." She added in.

"That's just minor details." I said before she slipped out of my room.

I really hoped that Summer would break up with Seth but I of all people should know how difficult something like this could really be. I just wish Seth wouldn't have done this. I wanted to believe he changed. I wanted him to change for Summer's sake. Summer's much stronger than I was so maybe if she gets away now she'll stay away and not run back to him when he was having a good day like I would.

I was cut from my thoughts by the shrill ring tone coming from my cell phone that happened to be on my dresser. I cursed as I tried to get up from the bed to catch it before it stopped ringing. It took a lot of effort with my heavy casts to weigh me down.

I answered the phone almost out of breath. It was Ryan.

"Taylor, are you okay?" He sounded worried. I laughed at his quick words.

"I'm fine my phone was just on the other side of the room. It took a while to get to it." I explained to him.

"Oh…okay just checking. Do you need me to come back? I can…I just had some things to look over before tomorrow." He told me. Somehow the thought of me being pregnant with his baby popped back into my head. I had decided right then and there that tomorrow I would tell him. I would tell him that he didn't need to be involved until after school ended. Not like he could come to doctor appointments with me anyway. God, this was going to suck royally.

"No. I'll just meet you in your class in the morning. Summer's going to bring me so I'll try to get there early. We need to talk about something…the doctor told me when I was in the hospital." I say.

"Uhm…okay, if you're sure." He says unsure that he wants to take my answer.

"Yes, I am. I'm really tired now so I'll just talk to you in the morning. I love you." I sigh.

"I love you too."

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"Okay, so what'd the doctor tell you?" My boyfriend sure liked the cut to the chase. Summer had barely wheeled me into the classroom all the way. The doctor had told me crutches would be too difficult to go around school in with arm broken as well as my leg. I hated the wheel chair but he had been right, it was easier. Summer quickly disappeared from the room so I could talk to him privately.

"You're going to be mad that I didn't tell you sooner…that they didn't mention it but they didn't know if I wanted you to know and to be honest neither had I…Ryan…I'm…Oh God…" I couldn't say it. I had only been able to say it out loud once and that was to Summer.

"You're what?" He braced himself for what I was going to say next.

"Pregnant." I whispered. His face showed that he hadn't been expecting that. My heart was beating far too fast to stay in my chest. I swear it was going to come out any second.

"As in your having a baby?" He whispered back. Well duh!

"I hope it's a baby and not something else." I widened my eyes at him.

"Wow…are you sure?" He asks.

"The doctor told me so yes I'm pretty sure about this. I just didn't want to say anything. I had actually tried ignoring it myself pushing it to the back of my head. I had myself believing that I wasn't actually pregnant…" I told him.

"We're having a baby?" He was still trying to grasp all of this. I only nodded. That's when the bell rang for class. I watched him as he walked around to the other side of his desk. I wheeled myself gently over to a desk that had no chair with it. I couldn't believe this. This was too much. I looked over and noticed that Oliver's desk was empty. I had completely forgotten about him dying. I had been dealing with my own recovery and this pregnancy that I hadn't even really had time to register everything that had happened to me.

Ryan stood at the front of the class room. He wasn't saying anything. He was just looking out at all of us with this blank expression. Then I saw his eyes. He was freaking out. "Just…read…just do whatever you want." He threw his hands up in defeat. I was a little surprised at this. He usually liked assigning quizzes after any type of break. Maybe it was the fact that I had just told him that I, his 17 year old girlfriend who was one of his history students, was pregnant. His 7 years younger girlfriend. God, could I be so stupid to believe he would actually be okay with this? I mean I know I'm scared out of my fucking mind but I figured he'd be able to calm me down but he definitely wasn't doing that. No, he was far from doing that.