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CHAPTER SEVEN: Confronting the Past

"What?" Sara asked, unbelieving me.

"I said he got me pregnant." I said more clearly. She looked at Mike and then Mike looked at me.

"How'd he get you pregnant?" Sara asked.

"What are you a blonde?" I asked seriously. She rolled her eyes and I looked into her eyes. "Um. I slept with him, then nine months later I had his child. A little boy."

"When did this all happen?" Mike asked. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"About three months after I moved in down the street from him." I said. I was upset right now but I wasn't exactly sure why. Maybe it was because I called them my friends and they knew nothing about me.

"So that boy at the grocery store yesterday, that was your son. I knew it." I shook my head and looked at her.

"No, he's really my nephew."

"What happened to your son then?"

"I'd rather not talk about it." I snapped. Sara put her hands in the air and I shook my head. "It's a memory I'd rather not think about."

"Why?" Mike asked. I glanced at him and he raised an eyebrow.

"Don't worry about it." I shot at him. "I should go." I said standing up.

"You know where the door is." Mike said without looking up. I shook my head, I didn't care. They didn't know me, they didn't need to know me. I'd survived without anybody so far, why would I need somebody now? I turned quickly and walked into the living room and stopped to see a guy sitting on the sofa. I slowed and watched him watch me walk toward the door.

"Can I help you?" I asked. He shook his head and stood up.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked. I nodded and he walked toward me. I stepped back as he approached me. "What's wrong?"

"Last night was a mistake." I said. He nodded and kept walking toward me. I backed into a wall and put my arms up to block him away.

"Why's that?" He asked.

"I was drunk. It was an accident. Strictly."

"Why?"

"Because Dom it shouldn't have happened. I left you for a fuckin reason. I don't want you back in my life. Especially when it's just to fuck." I snapped.

"Letty." He started.

"Don't 'Letty' me!" I screamed. "I don't want to talk to you!"

"Tell me why you left and I'll leave you alone." I nodded and looked at him.

"You kept cheating, after you said you'd stop. I got tired of it." He looked at the floor. "I took our son and left." His eyes shot up toward me and I glared a little.

"What?" He questioned. "Son?"

"I was pregnant Dom. But you wouldn't know that because you were too busy fucking around with girls. One in particular."

"What's his name?" He asked.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because he's my son. Right?" I nodded.

"Dominic." I said. He nodded and smiled a little.

"Can I see him?" I looked down and he put a hand under my chin.

"He died. Two days after he was born." Dom took a step back and I felt tears in my eyes. "I tried to call you. Your phone number was changed. I did try to get a hold of you. There was that time where I needed somebody so bad to just hold me and that was the time you weren't there. So I said fuck it when I thought of coming back." He nodded his head.

"Let I'm so sorry. If I knew, things would have been different."

"Different how, Dom? You still would have cheated so why's it matter now?"

"Letty, I've said sorry every single day since you left. Hoping one day you would eventually come back. I have all these things that remind me of you. Almost everyting. I had to move out of the house, sell my car, stop racing. And your still in my head every damn day." He looked up into my eyes and I knew he was sincere, but I couldn't accept his apology. I knew better. Every time I ever did before, he did it again. I wouldn't forgive him, not now.

"Dom, if you really want me. You'll find me. I'll stay in the same place. When your seriously ready to quit all of your old ways, find me. I don't want to see you before then." I said. He nodded. I nodded back and stepped away from the wall toward him. I put my hands on his shoulder and kissed his cheek. "Bye Dom."

"Bye, Letty. For now, bye." I nodded and walked out of the house. I got in my car and drove off. Off away from the guy I loved. I knew I'd see him again soon. I just didn't know how soon.

R.i.P: Paige Harshbarger, 14; Scott Moody, 18; Megan Karus, 19; Sheri Schafer, 37; Sharyl Schafer, 66; and Gary Schafer, 67. I didn't know any of them, yet the whole thing is very sad.

That needed to be said

There's chapter seven. I know it's short but it gets to the point. This wasn't actually how I planned this chapter out but it just kinda flowed from my fingers this way. I don't know. There might not be another update until after schools out, which is June 8th for me. Finals are next week and I need to get ready for those... if I can even get this story out of my head in order to study. You know how that goes.