Ch 3
Later that day
Alexis got caught up with work and sent Sam to pick her up from the hospital. Just like Ethan she appeared to doubt Kristina's story. It took a covert change of subject to keep from telling the truth.
"Sam, what do you think of Ethan?"
"What? We were talking about you and that bruise on you arm."
"I already told you. And Ethan did save me, I'm just curious as to what you think of him."
"He's too old for you." Yeah five years was too old. It's not like he's forty.
"I know but he's so …"
"It's the accent."
"Yeah and his smile"
"The hair"
"I love the way he pushes it out of his eyes."
"He's still too old for you"
"That doesn't mean he's not hot."
"Maybe."
"Yeah we know you like bad boys with guns"
"Can we not talk about me?"
"Why not? You two have been back together for over a year, and you still live in separate apartments."
"It's complicated."
"You love him and his dangerous life style. He loves you despite your faults."
"It's not about love. You're too young to understand."
"I'm almost eighteen" They pulled up to Alexis' home and Kristina exited the car.
Upon entering the house Sam saw Viola and Molly sitting on the couch reading, "Hey guys."
"Hi Sam"
"Viola, I'll be here until Alexis gets home, if you need to run any errands or anything feel free."
"Thanks Samantha I've got to pick up the dry cleaning and go grocery shopping. I'll do that now."
After Viola left Molly started up a conversation with her oldest sister, "Sam, how are you?"
"I'm good how is school going."
"I hate middle school girls and all their drama. Other than that my classes are going great I have an A average."
"That's great"
"Did you and Kristina fight on the way here?"
"Not really we just had a disagreement. I'm going to go up and see if I can get her to hang out with us
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By the time Alexis got home her three daughters were sitting on the floor eating Chinese take out.
"I hope you saved me some."
"Of course, I put it in the microwave for you. I even saved you a fortune cookie." Molly announced
After warming up her dinner Alexis joined her girls, "So what did you girls do today..?"
XX
The next day
Kristina was sitting in the gazebo at the park. It was a sunny but cold autumn day in New York, the perfect weather for contemplating one's future. She had been ignoring Kiefer's calls every since that night at the hospital. At some point she would have to speak to him, knowing that he would want to know how she was doing. The only problem was that he would insist on seeing her and she wasn't sure if she was strong enough.
"Kay, there you are. I've been looking everywhere for you."
"Kiefer! What are you doing here?"
"You've been avoiding my calls, I stopped by your house and Molly said you went for a drive. I wanted to see you."
"I haven't been avoiding you; I just have a lot on my mind." She lied trying to placate him.
"I'm sorry about the other night."
"Don't worry about it"
"I didn't mean to, but you just make me so angry sometimes."
"I know. I don't try to."
They argued like they always did, and just like usual she apologized. Then tried pushing her point again. She just couldn't stay angry with him, she was too afraid of making him mad or for him to think she wasn't worthy. It didn't matter that she didn't want to be with him, part of her just wasn't ready to face the rejection and hurt. She was ready to give in until he started suggesting that they go somewhere more private.
"I can't."
"I've already made reservations."
"Well, you should have asked me first."
"I spent a lot money trying to make you feel special, and all you could say is that I should have asked you."
Kristina backed away looking at her feet, "I … I can't. I'm not in the mood."
"You can't. Let you tell it, you never can." He then asked softly, "What's so wrong, you don't want to be with me?" At her silence he raised his voice "There are girls lining up to be with me but I chose you, Kay."
"I just… I have stitches I don't want pull one or get and infection."
Kristina felt her back hit the post, but Kiefer continued to advance.
"We'll be careful. Take things slow."
Kristina opened her mouth with another retort only to have him grab her up by both arms
"I'm sick of you and I'm sick of your excuses" Kiefer yelled then angrily pushed her away. She stumbled back then tripped down the stairs falling onto her back side. She felt her stitches pull and place an arm protectively around her abdomen recalling the time he'd kicked her and bruised her ribs. She started crying. She often tried to stay strong when he hit her but it wasn't just her anymore. She must have cried out about the baby even though she didn't remember saying anything out loud.
Kiefer jerked her to her feet, "A baby… What baby? Are you pregnant? Are we having a baby?" He slowly released her and backed away letting reality settle in around him.
"I'm having a baby."
"I'm going to be a father."
Backing further away Kristina wanted to make sure she had an exit, "You're not the father."
"Of course I'm the… You cheated on me."
"It was just the one night you weren't here I needed someone."
"Who was it?"
"You don't know him."
Kiefer advanced and she raced toward the parking lot only to run into Ethan
"What's wrong, love?" No sooner had the words left his mouth did Kiefer emerge from around the bend. "Is this guy bothering you?"
"Is this him? Is this the guy? I knew it; you're always flirting with him."
"Kiefer, he's just a friend" She said dismissing Kiefer's accusations not wanting to get Ethan in trouble.
Ethan was the one she should have been weary of because it him who grabbed Kiefer by the collar.
"Ay mate I hear you like to hit women, if I find out you so much as looked at 'er, I'll kick your ass." Ethan said releasing Kiefer with a shove. But Kiefer couldn't just take the warning. Several blows later. With Kristina crying on the sidelines, Ethan walked away from a bloody Kiefer, then wiped his bloody lip with the back of his hand.
"You okay, love?"
"Is he?"
"He's fine." Ethan looked back to see Kiefer rolling to his side. "How's the little one? He didn't hurt you?"
"I fell but I'm fine."
"Let's at least get you to General Hospital to have a look see."
"I'd prefer not to go at all."
"I insist"
"Then I'd prefer Mercy."
"Alright then where's your car?" Ethan placed his arms protectively around her shoulders and guided her to the white hybrid.
XX – I really suck at fight scenes. This is going to be my last 'She's Pregnant' fic for a while; I just realized all my bright ideas involve pregnancies. Anyway, please leave feedback.