"What?" Lucas asks, a quiet anger entering his voice.
"Dan's the father." she repeats quietly her eyes focused intently on a speck of flaking paint on the ceiling.
Lucas got up from his position on the floor leaning against Karen's bedside dresser and stormed out of the room, thirty seconds later she heard she front door slam.
She can't blame him.
She looks at the clock, 12:07am it read, she has to be up in five hours, she closes her eyes and knows she won't sleep, she knows she will just lay awake and worry.
Lucas fumbles with the lock on the front door in the early morning light, he was so confused; he couldn't understand why she had done it. When he had left last night he had gone straight to Nathan and Haley's, he knew Nathan was out of town, something about a Basketball scholarship at Duke. He was glad to have Haley his long time confidante to himself. While his relationship with Nathan had improved greatly over the last eighteen months he didn't exactly feel comfortable with the idea of discussing their father and his mother's relationship.
Haley, ever the voice of reason had suggested that he actually talk to his mom before jumping to conclusions about anything. He had agreed.
He finally gets the front door open and walks inside. The sound of his mother throwing up makes him shudder.
"Hey mom." He says walking into her bedroom.
Karen turned to face her son and smiled nervously her sweaty hair clinging to her forehead, "Hey."
"Mom are you Okay?" he asks, worry and guilt etched on his face.
"I'll be fine in an hour or two." Karen replies with a sigh.
"Mom I'm sorry about last night." He whispers stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans.
"Lucas..." Karen begins before leaning over the toilet bowl and vomiting again.
"Mom, I just don't understand why, after all he has done to us." He said quietly.
"Neither do I," Karen whispered looking away from her son, struggling not to cry. "It just happened, when you left, when Keith left, I felt so lost and he was just there, it just happened, I wish it hadn't but it did."
"Mom, it's gonna be okay." He says a lump forming in his throat. "I'm gonna be there for you, even if Dan isn't."
"Thank you." Karen whispers hoarsely a tear running down her cheek.
He smiles, before half-jokingly asking, "Were you this sick when you were pregnant with me?"
"It was worse with you, I could barely eat for six weeks, this is nothing to compared to what you put me through." She said laughing slightly.
"I've gotta go and get dressed for school." He said walking out of Karen's room. He couldn't understand it, he didn't really want to in all honesty but he had always wanted a little brother or sister. He had to be there for her after all she had given him; he knew Dan had wanted her to have an abortion when she was pregnant with him. She had said no and sacrificed her future for him; he already felt the need to protect his little brother or sister.
"Dan's the father." she repeats quietly her eyes focused intently on a speck of flaking paint on the ceiling.
Lucas got up from his position on the floor leaning against Karen's bedside dresser and stormed out of the room, thirty seconds later she heard she front door slam.
She can't blame him.
She looks at the clock, 12:07am it read, she has to be up in five hours, she closes her eyes and knows she won't sleep, she knows she will just lay awake and worry.
Lucas fumbles with the lock on the front door in the early morning light, he was so confused; he couldn't understand why she had done it. When he had left last night he had gone straight to Nathan and Haley's, he knew Nathan was out of town, something about a Basketball scholarship at Duke. He was glad to have Haley his long time confidante to himself. While his relationship with Nathan had improved greatly over the last eighteen months he didn't exactly feel comfortable with the idea of discussing their father and his mother's relationship.
Haley, ever the voice of reason had suggested that he actually talk to his mom before jumping to conclusions about anything. He had agreed.
He finally gets the front door open and walks inside. The sound of his mother throwing up makes him shudder.
"Hey mom." He says walking into her bedroom.
Karen turned to face her son and smiled nervously her sweaty hair clinging to her forehead, "Hey."
"Mom are you Okay?" he asks, worry and guilt etched on his face.
"I'll be fine in an hour or two." Karen replies with a sigh.
"Mom I'm sorry about last night." He whispers stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jeans.
"Lucas..." Karen begins before leaning over the toilet bowl and vomiting again.
"Mom, I just don't understand why, after all he has done to us." He said quietly.
"Neither do I," Karen whispered looking away from her son, struggling not to cry. "It just happened, when you left, when Keith left, I felt so lost and he was just there, it just happened, I wish it hadn't but it did."
"Mom, it's gonna be okay." He says a lump forming in his throat. "I'm gonna be there for you, even if Dan isn't."
"Thank you." Karen whispers hoarsely a tear running down her cheek.
He smiles, before half-jokingly asking, "Were you this sick when you were pregnant with me?"
"It was worse with you, I could barely eat for six weeks, this is nothing to compared to what you put me through." She said laughing slightly.
"I've gotta go and get dressed for school." He said walking out of Karen's room. He couldn't understand it, he didn't really want to in all honesty but he had always wanted a little brother or sister. He had to be there for her after all she had given him; he knew Dan had wanted her to have an abortion when she was pregnant with him. She had said no and sacrificed her future for him; he already felt the need to protect his little brother or sister.