Okay ladies, chapter 48 is now up! Sorry it took a few days! Please enjoy!
I rolled over, finding Abel playing with a note.
"Morning, little man. You know, you're getting a little too good at climbing out of your crib. Where's your daddy?"
I sat up and kissed my son's head. I took the note out of Abel's hands and looked at the note.
Be back shortly. Didn't want to wake you. Love you. Jax.
I pulled back the blankets and picked up Abel.
"You hungry?"
He just smiled at me.
"I take that as a yes. Let's go get your sister, and we will get you something to eat, okay?"
I checked on Gracie, and she was staring at her mobile.
"Hi. How's my favorite girl?"
With Abel still in one arm, I lifted Gracie into my other. I looked into Shayna's room, and she was gone. She left a note on her mirror.
Went out with Brianna. Be back soon.
God. Is this girl ever home? I know I'm definitely going to talk to her about that.
Now that Abel was officially off baby food, I wanted him to try some waffles. I put a cut up one on his highchair's tray, awaiting what he will think of it.
He put the first one in his mouth and bounced slightly in his chair.
"They're good, right?"
He continued eating and I turned off the water on the stove. I tested the milk on my hand to make sure it wasn't too hot and gave the bottle to Gracie who wrapped her small hand around mine as I was holding it.
I looked at the house phone on the table. Now that i remember what happened to me, I needed to make sure I was okay physically. I have no idea where the hell that asshole that raped me has been. I reached in the middle of the table and dialed the nearest gynecologist.
"New York City's health and women's clinic, how may I help you today?"
"Hi, I need to schedule an appointment as soon as possible."
"Okay, and what is this regarding?"
"I need a checkup. A through one at that."
"Okay, well, we just had a cancellation for today at three o'clock. Is that okay?"
"Perfect."
"What is your name?"
"Julia Teller."
"Okay. see you then."
After I dressed and fed the kids, I wanted to make a pit stop first, I wanted to see someone I haven't visited in a while.
As I walked into St. Paul's churchyard with Gracie and Abel in their stroller, I smiled.
Mom.
I looked around and saw a few other people visiting their passed loved ones. My heart breaking for each one of them because they went through the same pain I did at some point in their life.
I stopped in front of my mom's gravestone.
Grace Ann Carter
Loving wife and mother.
A sensational friend.
I picked up the weathered flowers and put the new ones I bought with me down.
White orchids. Her favorite. Just like mine.
I sat down in front of the stone and moved the stroller closer to me.
"Hey mom. Sorry, it's been a minute since I visited. It's been.. pretty insane, if you can see. Plus, I have my hands full with these two," I said smiling, looking at Abel and Gracie, who were both sleeping.
"Mom.. I can really use one of those mother daughter talks right now. Because I have no idea what to do. I can't see myself moving past this like I did with Uncle Randy, " I started to cry.
" But, I know I have to. For the kids, for my husband. I'm just afraid when I go to that doctor today, something will be wrong. If I do, will Jax even look at me the same? Or even touch me? I'm just so frustrated, mom. I need you."
Jax came home close to three. He knew that he promised he'd be home shortly. But, he needed some time to himself. To just blow off steam, and drive around on his bike. As he walked in, the house was quiet.
"Jules?"
He passed through each room, peaking his head in.
Nothing.
He took out his cellphone and called his wife.
I was sitting in a hospital gown on a table when I heard y phone vibrate in my jeans. I hopped off the table and went inside the jean pocket. I hit the answer button and held the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Hey, babe. You okay? Where are you and the kids?"
"We're fine. Sorry, I forgot to leave a note. I'm just at the doctor's."
"What happened?"
"Nothing. I just need to make sure everything checks out. Okay? don't worry."
"Okay. You want me to come down?"
"No, it's okay. I'm almost finished."
Okay, you caught me. I lied. If a test shows I caught something, I really wasn't ready to face Jax with it.
"Alright. I'll see you at home. Love you."
"Love you."
Jax hung up and started packing a bag.
I had them run every test possible on me. Stds, aids, you name it. Even a pregnancy test. I could be pregnant with Jax's or that asshole's baby.
And if I was pregnant, I don't even know if I wanted to keep it. That child would be a constant reminder of what happened to me. the fact that I didn't want a child made me sick to my stomach.
The doctor, Mason Foreman, came back in about a half hour later.
"Okay, Julia, the std results are going to take a few days to come back. "
Naturally.
"Okay, and what about everything else? Did you report the rape? The cops already know."
" No, I didn't. Not unless you wanted me to. As for your body, it healed well on its own. Whatever tearing you had is officially gone."
"Am I pregnant?"
That was the million dollar question.
"No. No, you're not."
I let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you. Can you please call me as soon as the results come back in for the std results?"
"Of course I will. I won't keep you waiting."
As I walked in the house with the kids, Jax put a duffel bag full of clothes onto the kitchen table.
"Baby, where are you going?"
"I'm going to Charming for a few days."
"You found out who did this?"
"Yeah."
"I'm coming with you."
"No, Jules. You stay here with the kids. I can handle this on my own."
"No, I'm coming with. Believe it or not, I think facing the animals who did this will help me get some kind of closure. I'll be able to move forward and go back to who I am."
"What if that doesn't work?"
"Then, I'll try something else. Please."
"Fine. Go get your stuff packed. We are leaving tonight."
Gemma heard Clay's bike pull up in the driveway. He opened the door with force, making Gemma jump.
"Baby, I thought you couldn't ride."
He didn't answer her, and walked into their bedroom, pulling out the box of guns from the closet.
"Clay?"
"Not now, Gemma."
"What the hell is going on?"
"I'm going up to the cabin for a few days."
"Why? what did you do?"
"Something I had to. But, it backfired."