Wow! It's been awhile since an update, eh? (the pun so very intended! ;) New chapter and I've already started another one so it's should be up pretty soon.
I couldn't believe what I had just heard. Nicole. Pregnant. This is isn't happening, she's just playing a joke or maybe I'm dreaming.
"What is it?" Abby is asking me. I know I have to respond but I'm still hoping it's not sure. I turn to her.
"I'll be right back." I say, as I slip out from under the covers and retrieve the phone from it's place on the floor. I leave the room, along with a puzzled Abby laying in bed. I put the phone to my ear.
"Nicole? Are you there?" I ask softly.
"Yes...I ...I didn't mean to startle you like that." Her voice sounded small, childish.
"Well, what did you think? You call me at seven in the morning and spring news like that on me. I..." I was going to say more but she cut me off.
"I'm sorry, Luka. I'm sorry for what I did. It was a mistake." I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth. I had to sit down. I was in the kitchen by now, so I sat down at the table and rested my head on one of my hands.
"Nicole, why should I believe you? You were cheating on me for months and I was too stupid to see it..." I paused. "Too in love with you to notice." I waited for her response but all I was met with was an uncomfortable silence.
"I still love you." she said after awhile. I stood up.
"Why? Why are you telling me this now? Why are you telling me this after I've moved on? I'm with Abby now...I'm finally happy, Nicole."
"Luka...please." I could tell she was crying now and I felt bad. I had loved her once. I have loved her like I had loved Danijela, but it was gone now. If this had happened a year ago... six months even, I would have been overjoyed but now it meant hardly anything. What if this child isn't even mine? What if it was just a masquerade. Her lover could have dumped her and she could have nowhere to go and I am conveniently the scapegoat. It just didn't add up.
"Nicole..." I said carefully. "Is this baby even mine?" Silence.
"Yes! God, Luka, do you think I am that horrible of a person, that I would even take the energy to call you if this baby wasn't yours?"
"You've lied to me before, I just want to make sure." I paused a moment, mulling the whole situation over. "How far along are you?" I asked, suddenly curious.
"About... about twenty-four weeks." I felt my body go cold. I hadn't seen Nicole for a long time, we had been handling the divorce under pretty friendly terms but this...this shocked me. This meant that it was very possible this child was mine.
"You're almost six months pregnant and you don't tell me until now?!"
"I didn't know how to tell you, believe me Luka, I tried. I tired to call you so many times, to write you a letter but I just...I just couldn't find the words."
"Nicole, we need to talk about this, and not on the phone. Can you meet me somewhere, like at the coffee house on Michigan Ave?"
"Yes."
"I'll meet you there in a half hour, ok?"
"All right. Bye Luka, and I'm sorry."
"Bye, Nicole." I clicked the off button and rubbed my forehead with my hand. This whole situation was unbelievable. I quickly walked back upstairs to where Abby was still laying in bed, awake. She sat up when I walked into the room.
"What did she want?" she asked as I was pulling on a pair of jeans.
"She needs to talk with me, it's a sensitive issue." I quickly pulled on a sweatshirt.
"Oh." I knew she wanted more of an answer but I couldn't give her that right now. I slipping on a pair of shoes now.
"I'll tell you more when I can, but don't worry." I bent down and kissed her softly on the lips." I'll be home in a little while. I love you, Abby." She smiled and laid back down.
"I love you, too." I smiled and left the bedroom closing the door behind me. I walked out into the crisp morning air and all I could think about as I neared Nicole and the coffee house was, What am I going to do now?