stinging sensation 25
IM SORRY I HAVEN'T WRITTEN LOTS I'VE BEEN DISTRACTED FOR A WHILE BUT I'M GETTING BACK TO IT HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS CHAPTER.
peyton and jason sat up in jason's room just waiting for peyton's cell to ring with a call from the hospital, it wasn't until almost mid-night that the call came in.
"this is it." peyton breathed her fingers shaking holding the phone in place at her ear.
"yes this is peyton speaking." peyton mutter looking at jason from under her lashes.
peyton kept a straight face through the whole phone call as jason waiting anxiously to hear what was happening.
"ok thanks for calling." peyton hung up placing the phone back up on the bed between them.
when peyton didn't speak jason prompted her placing his hand on her knee.
"what'd the doctor say?"
"i'm pregnant but they're still to get the test back from the lab on who the father is, the doctor said it could take up to 8-12 business and apparently the lab is busy right now." peyton sighed flopping back onto the bed closing her eyes.
"great." jason snapped sarcastically.
"well what do you want me to do about it jason it's not like i can control the bio labs." peyton snapped.
"you could have kept your legs closed!" jason yelled back.
peyton mouth fell open quickly getting off jason's bed peyton grabbed her bag off the floor.
"i can not believe you just said that to me." peyton scoffed walking closing the bedroom door behind her, and jason made not move to follow her.
(L) -this sign means later in the story.
peyton and Jason haven't spoken in over 4 days tyler had come back into town so peyton decided she wanted to stay with him instead of sophia who would have just want answers to the billions of questions she'd want to ask.
"peyton come get some pancakes before they get cold." tyler yelled from out in the kitchen.
peyton groaned closing her lap top leaving it on the bed sliding her way into the kitchen not being bothered to lift her feet as she went.
"you know i was busy." peyton pouted jokingly.
"fine then don't eat pancakes." tyler joked taking the plate from the table.
peyton grabbed hold of the other side of the plate smiling, taking it out of Tyler's hands.
"no i'll eat it." peyton smiled grabbing some butter from the butter dish.
tyler smiled back at her grabbing is plate from the counter before joining peyton at the hotel table.
"so what are you going to do?" Tyler asked looking down at peyton's flat stomach.
"you've asked me that ever day since i've been here." peyton sighed setting her fork down on her plate.
"i just want you to have a plan." Tyler said taking a sip of this water. "are you gonna call jason?"
peyton signed standing up from the table not feeling much like eating anymore.
"you know he's the one who basically flat out called me a slut!" peyton yelled defending herself. "it's not like i asked for nick to rape me."
Tyler was stunned by peyton's bluntness but he shook it off following her with his eyes.
"i know you didn't, i'm not trying to say this is all your fault." tyler sighed.
"then what are you trying to say?" peyton asked turning back around to face him.
"all i'm saying is that the phone doesn't just go one way." tyler stared pointedly at peyton's cell phone on the kitchen counter.
peyton rolled her eyes.
"exactly it works both ways and i don't hear it ringing." peyton walked back into the bedroom closing the door behind her.
peyton wondered if this was how she was going to spend the rest of her life hiding in Tyler's hotel rooms.
(L)
"i'll be back in a few hours." tyler said running through the living room to the front door.
"have fun." peyton called out from the couch turning up the volume of the tv.
when a buzzing sound came from the kitchen peyton sighed getting up from her spot on the couch hitting the mute button on the remote control.
"hello." peyton answered.
"hello is this peyton?" a cherrful voice replied.
"yeah."
"this is sandy from the clinic i just got your lab results back."
peyton was silent for a minute unable to find words so the woman continued on.
"the father of your baby is nick (i dont remember his last name)"
peyton managed a thank you before she burst into tears slamming the phone back down on the counter, the pain that ripped through her body was unstoppable. peyton started opening up cabinets until she found what she needed to stop this pain she held the cool metal in her hand bringing it to her other wrist making her first cut in weeks. the color red had never looked so good pooling on her skin before, peyton made 3 more cuts before she let her grip on the knife slip letting it hit the ground with a thud.
peyton let her hands drop down to feel her stomach she felt discussed with herself Jason was right she was a whore a no good dirty slut. he should have just let her die while she had the chance she didn't deserve to live while others were dying in hospitals all over the world who've never done anything to anyone. the blood from peyton wrist was now pooling in a puddle on the kitchen floor.
walking into the bathroom peyton stared at herself in the mirror taking a tube of pick lipstick peyton circles her reflection of her eyes her lips and cheeks, her boobs her belly her thighs and arms. beside the circles she wrote bad person, slut, rapped, dirty, payback, punishment.
(IF YOU EVER WATCHED ONETREEHILL BROOKE DID THIS TO HERSELF AFTER SHE GOT BEAT UP AND HER STORE WAS ROBBED.)
after she was done peyton's body had become weak with the loss of her blood that was now trailed all over the hotel room. sliding to the floor peyton rested her head on the wall letting her eyes fall closed.
peyton remembered waking up a few times to the sound of tyler's voice but nothing seemed to stick every time he'd become clear in her vision her eyes would fall closed again before she just gave up and let herself sleep.