At My Door
Authors Note- Thank you very much for the reviews everyone!! As much as I love keeping you guys in suspense (and as much as you hate it) I can no longer do it. This is it people, the chapter where you will find out who the father of Shelby's baby is. Is it the unknown rapist? Or is it Scott? So stop reading this and go read the story!
Chapter Twenty-Two: Blind Hatred
Shelby walked out of the bathroom in the early morning, the light streaking from the doorway. Scott was facing her, though he was asleep, she knelt down next to him.
" This has nothing to do with you, it's me being a wimp" she whispered, " and I want this to be your baby more than anything, almost as much as I love you".
She gently kissed him on the cheek then crawled over to her side, keeping an arm around him.
" Morgan, come on, you're oatmeal's getting cold!" Shelby called, leaving the kitchen. She was about to walk to the bedroom, when the doorbell rang.
For once, she wasn't her cautious self, and opened the door to find Chris on the other side.
There was that transparent smile, " good morning Shell, I was wondering if Scott was home".
She waited, studying him, disgusted by his use of her nickname. " Scott's at work, maybe you should be too".
He shrugged, " day off'.
" Well, I'll tell him you came by".
Chris stopped her from closing the door, " come on Shelby, why are you being such a bitch?".
Shelby made it very obvious that she would be willing to hurt him at any given time. " Bitch? I'd really love to hear what Scott would call you if he knew some of your secrets".
She grinned to spite him, " he knows, he knows I was a hooker, and it's over".
" You were selling it, you can't blame me for buying it. That was years ago, you didn't know who Scott Barringer was, he was just a messed up kid like you. He didn't know anything about us until you went to that hell hole, until you were both there".
" You don't get it, there was no us! You had the money and that was that. Maybe I thought it was a hell hole then, but it changed my life, and I can't let myself go again. So, I'm going to prove that to you by closing the door, right now".
Morgan always had a mindful after every day of school. She was in the middle of it with Shelby upon walking into the apartment that day. Both girls saw Scott in the living room, the look on his face. Morgan stopped mid-sentence and headed towards her room.
Shelby felt the bottomless pit of her stomach, " what's wrong?".
His face became more clear, very cold and some sort of anger. " Ezra called me today and asked how I took the news. When I asked him what he meant, he said you were pregnant" Daisy had been under the impression that last night worked to plan, she must have told thinking it was safe, " and that you never got the abortion".
Shelby burst into tears, " I'm so sorry Scott".
He got up and pulled her into an embrace, " no, Shell, I'm not mad, I'm not mad".
She couldn't control it, " I couldn't go through with it".
" Maybe it was for the best" he gently caressed her back, " it is your baby".
Shelby backed away a little, " and maybe yours" she then noticed that he was holding something, " what's that?".
He showed the white envelope that was in his hand, " he told me to look in Morgan's toy box". Her heart jumped into her throat, Daisy must have really let loose.
But the envelope hadn't been opened, she gasped, " oh my god, Scott, that's the name of the father. I had the test done, and the doctor gave me that, but I-I didn't look".
Scott held it out, making it her option to take it, and then what to do with it. Without a second thought, before she could object herself, she tore it open, ripped out the paper. Unfolding it, her heart nearly stopped, the paper read (A/N- be grateful, I was thinking about ending the chapter right here)
' Barringer, Scott'
Authors Note- Thank you very much for the reviews everyone!! As much as I love keeping you guys in suspense (and as much as you hate it) I can no longer do it. This is it people, the chapter where you will find out who the father of Shelby's baby is. Is it the unknown rapist? Or is it Scott? So stop reading this and go read the story!
Chapter Twenty-Two: Blind Hatred
Shelby walked out of the bathroom in the early morning, the light streaking from the doorway. Scott was facing her, though he was asleep, she knelt down next to him.
" This has nothing to do with you, it's me being a wimp" she whispered, " and I want this to be your baby more than anything, almost as much as I love you".
She gently kissed him on the cheek then crawled over to her side, keeping an arm around him.
" Morgan, come on, you're oatmeal's getting cold!" Shelby called, leaving the kitchen. She was about to walk to the bedroom, when the doorbell rang.
For once, she wasn't her cautious self, and opened the door to find Chris on the other side.
There was that transparent smile, " good morning Shell, I was wondering if Scott was home".
She waited, studying him, disgusted by his use of her nickname. " Scott's at work, maybe you should be too".
He shrugged, " day off'.
" Well, I'll tell him you came by".
Chris stopped her from closing the door, " come on Shelby, why are you being such a bitch?".
Shelby made it very obvious that she would be willing to hurt him at any given time. " Bitch? I'd really love to hear what Scott would call you if he knew some of your secrets".
She grinned to spite him, " he knows, he knows I was a hooker, and it's over".
" You were selling it, you can't blame me for buying it. That was years ago, you didn't know who Scott Barringer was, he was just a messed up kid like you. He didn't know anything about us until you went to that hell hole, until you were both there".
" You don't get it, there was no us! You had the money and that was that. Maybe I thought it was a hell hole then, but it changed my life, and I can't let myself go again. So, I'm going to prove that to you by closing the door, right now".
Morgan always had a mindful after every day of school. She was in the middle of it with Shelby upon walking into the apartment that day. Both girls saw Scott in the living room, the look on his face. Morgan stopped mid-sentence and headed towards her room.
Shelby felt the bottomless pit of her stomach, " what's wrong?".
His face became more clear, very cold and some sort of anger. " Ezra called me today and asked how I took the news. When I asked him what he meant, he said you were pregnant" Daisy had been under the impression that last night worked to plan, she must have told thinking it was safe, " and that you never got the abortion".
Shelby burst into tears, " I'm so sorry Scott".
He got up and pulled her into an embrace, " no, Shell, I'm not mad, I'm not mad".
She couldn't control it, " I couldn't go through with it".
" Maybe it was for the best" he gently caressed her back, " it is your baby".
Shelby backed away a little, " and maybe yours" she then noticed that he was holding something, " what's that?".
He showed the white envelope that was in his hand, " he told me to look in Morgan's toy box". Her heart jumped into her throat, Daisy must have really let loose.
But the envelope hadn't been opened, she gasped, " oh my god, Scott, that's the name of the father. I had the test done, and the doctor gave me that, but I-I didn't look".
Scott held it out, making it her option to take it, and then what to do with it. Without a second thought, before she could object herself, she tore it open, ripped out the paper. Unfolding it, her heart nearly stopped, the paper read (A/N- be grateful, I was thinking about ending the chapter right here)
' Barringer, Scott'
