Two of a kind
Themesong: What Hurts the Most by: Rascal Flatts
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Chapter 4: Unsuspected Surprise and Heartache
It was a week after their camping trip, Daryl stopped talking to Eva.
Merle had gotten out of jail around that time, Eva a few times tried to get Daryl to talk to her but he just gave her the cold shoulder.
Eva didn't know what she did wrong, but she figured it was her fault.
Maybe it was the sex since she was inexperienced; shaking her head she wiped down the dinner tables getting ready for the doors to open.
She hadn't felt well for a while, but she had to push through, she needed the money.
Eva thought about taking up a second job. As she went to unlock the dinner doors a wave of nausea hit and she ran to the bathroom.
Wiping her mouth, Eva's manager walks in. "This is the second time you've thrown up sweetie. I know you've been sick since this past week, have you gone to the doctor's?"
Eva shook her head as she looks at the floor. "I don't have the money for it, bills are pilling..."
Amy sighs and pulls her in for a hug. "Sweetie you're going to have ta, I don't want to fire you because you're sick."
Eva looks up startled. "No please no! It's probably just stress, my friend Daryl stopped talking to..."
"Daryl? As in Daryl Dixon?" Amy interrupted, Eva nods her eyes watering. "Sweetheart that boy is friends with no one, just forget it ok?"
Eva nods. "Yes ma'm." Amy nods as they walk out.
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Eva sighs pulling up to the dilapidated looking bar.
Hogs Head looked like it had seen better days, getting out she had no choice.
She saw the wanted help sign and knew she had to take it.
Walking in she saw a haggard looking old man behind the bar, a few bikers and possibly some druggies.
Eva felt really uncomfortable; the old man looks up. "Ya lost sugar?"
"Uh? Oh, umm no no...I umm, I saw your wanted sign..." She says, her hands fidgeting as she walks up to the bar.
The man looks at her and snorts. "Sorry sugar, ya don't look the type to be workin here."
Eva bits her lips. "Please, please I need it please, whatever it is please" ,she begs.
One of the men snorts behind her, the bar owner eyes her before sighing.
"Alright girlie tomorrow, ya come here around the same time. Give ya a free tria,l if ya pass ya hired…understand?" Eva nods her curls bouncing around her face "Good ya gunna be bar wench, need ya to fill the men's glasses when they run low."
Eva looks around and nods. "Ok, I can do that, thank you sir, thank you!" She shakes the man's hand and runs out.
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Sighing, she slips out of her truck. She felt exhausted as she walks slowly to her trailer.
Stopping, she looks at the Dixon trailer, she wanted so badly to go to Daryl and ask him what she did wrong.
But bravery wasn't in her vocabulary, so she just slumps her shoulders and walks to the door.
Arizona barks enthusiastically at seeing his owner. She gives him a small smile as she opens the screen door.
"Hey Buba, come on go potty." She tells her friend who runs out.
She sits on the steps wrapping her arms around herself; tomorrow she was going to the doctor.
Eva had put this off for too long, she watches Arizona go potty then grab his ball.
"No, not tonight buddy come on…I'm hungry." She tells him, her dog whimpers behind but reluctantly follows.
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That morning after feeding and taking Arizona out for his routine, she gets ready for the doctor.
Eva sat outside a waiting room, her knee bouncing up and down. She had thrown up twice once at the trailer and then here.
She hoped it wasn't serious; she fiddles with her hands when her name was called.
Taking a deep breath she slowly stands and walks to her doom.
After having gotten her blood drawn, Dr. Evert walks in.
"Miss Eva Brown, is it?" Eva nods biting her lower lip. "Yes sir."
The doctor smiles. "I must ask when, was your last menstrual cycle?"
Eva blinks; she knew she was due sometime this week. "Umm...this week, why is everything ok?"
Dr. Evert smiles. "Just fine Miss Brown, but I want to give you some good news, you're not sick. You're pregnant, not close to a term yet but starting to develop. I want to see you back here around May 1st and we'll get you set up with an OBGYN."
Eva blinks her eyes wide, a baby? How was that possible?
Her heart rate speeds up; the doctor looks at her concerned. "There is an alternative Miss."
Eva's head jerks up, her hands flying to her abdomen. "No! I mean no, sorry I want to keep him or her. I'm sorry, just shocked is all."
Eva had dreamed of a family, having her own child.
The doctor nods, leading her out of the room and setting her up with a next appointment.
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Getting out of the car she dreaded talking to Daryl.
He probably didn't want the baby, but she knew he had to know.
Eva slowly takes her long torturous walk up the steps, her heart beating fast.
Knocking on the door, she fidgets with the test results, she felt as if she was going to cry.
Merle came to the door looking at her. "The hell do ya want?" He growls.
Eva gulps down her fear and stands her ground. "Is Daryl here? I need to talk to him, its important."
Merle snorts, eyeing her before turning around. "Darlina! Ya girl friend is here!"
"Wa? Wa girl?" Daryl comes to the door, he stops and glares at her.
Eva fidgets more, her anxiety level kicking in. "The hell ya want? Didn't ya get the message first time around?"
"I...I need to talk...to you...it's important." She whispers, scared out of her mind.
There was no doubt he was going to reject his child, she just knew it.
He steps out closing the door. "Ya wanna talk, talk." He folds his arms across his chest.
Breathing heavily she hands him the piece of paper.
Eyeing it then her, he growls "What the hell is it?"
"Results of my blood test...I hadn't been feeling well." She whispers.
Snatching the paper from her hand she jumps, looking at her cowgirl boots she waits.
Daryl looks at it then her then back at the paper again. "The hell ya want from me? Money? I don't got it."
He flicks the paper at her, making her flinch.
"No...no money I'm going to be working...two jobs now. I just thought...you might want to know." Her voice was getting smaller by the minute.
"Can't take care of it, ya on yer own." He didn't want any part of it, he was afraid he would be like his old man and Merle.
Eva shakes her head, tears stream down her cheeks now. "Please, this baby needs her father..." Daryl turns around his head down.
"That man ain't me." He mumbles, she finally explodes. "What did I do?! Whatever it is I'm sorry!"
Daryl rounds on her, getting in her face. "Just go! I don't need ya! I got my brother, that's all I need!"
Eva's bottom lip quivers as she turns, her hair wiping him in the face and runs with her head in her hands.
She runs through the door and flies to her room, throwing herself on the bed she sobs.
She never felt so alone than she did at that moment, she knew she was going to have to grow up and be strong if not for herself then for her child.
That's exactly what Eva was gonna do, if Daryl didn't want them then she was gonna love this baby twice as much.