Goodnight Daddy

(Sequel to Are You my Father?)
"The baby's yours Dustin,"
But what happens when Dustin leaves unexpectedly...what do they do then?


24. Chapter 19


   "Is she awake?"

   "No, not yet,"

   "When is the medicine going to wear off?"

   "Soon, calm down mate,"

   The voices slowly became louder as I came to. My eyes blinked open into slits, squinting at the harsh light that hung over my head. Was I in the hospital? Did someone find me? Excitement rushed through me, and I sat up, a little too quickly...

   "Easy there, easy," I groaned from the dizziness that racked through my body. One hand grabbed my waist, the other landed itself on my upper back, trying to steady me as I slowly sat up. After a second, the nausea ebbed away, and I blinked my eyes open again. As they adjusted to the light, the processed a face right in front of mine. I wasn't in a hospital at all. No one had found me. At least no one that I wanted to find me...


   "He's not picking up!" I heard Harry yell from the living room. My feet were a little shaky on the stairs due to my ankle being twisted when I was thrown back into the jail cell earlier in the week.

   "If he ran away, do you really think that he'd pick up?" I yelled back. Mumbled grumbling answered me back. Without much humor, a laugh shook through me. Trust me, I knew he wouldn't pick up...I knew. We'd been trying that endlessly, every single day with Rose. Hoping that one day, one day she'd pick up. Someday...

   "Babe?" I shook my head, trying to dislodge the thought before it could destroy my mind any further.

   "Hm?" I mumbled back, looking up to see Zayn standing at the bottom of the staircase.

   "Can I talk to you?" He seemed nervous, extremely nervous...

   "Yes...?" I spoke slowly, ending it almost as a question. He took the stairs without another word, taking my hand and dragging me up the stairs, back to our bedroom. As he shut the door, I sat on the bed. He turned around, starting to talk almost immediately. His voice was almost drowned out my the door bell going off and Liam's 'Got it!'

   "I know this isn't good timing but..."

   "Zayn, Emily, get down here! We have company!" The urgency in Liam's voice broke Zayn off mid-sentence. He was halfway in between me and the door, so I stood up, walked over, and planted a kiss on his cheek.

   "Can this wait a second?" I whispered, he nodded without looking at me. My hand reached up to stroke his cheek before it dropped to open the door. When I was halfway out, he still hadn't moved. "Coming?" I called. Zayn seemed startled at my words, turning his head slightly towards me as he talked.

   "Ya, I'll be down in a sec," With a final nod, I went down the steps to meet our company.


   "No, no we can't talk about this later," I whispered, huffing at the end. My hand reached into my pocket, pulling out the little, black, velvet box. Opening it, there was a gorgeous ring, almost as beautiful as the girl I wanted to give it to. I had lost it, I had lost the courage to ask her. Harry and Liam's pep talk had lost its adrenaline rush...for the second time. I was going to ask her the night of her birthday, but Rose disappeared before I could. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't her fault. But, I just couldn't get the doubt out of my mind. I knew she loved me, and I loved her with all my heart, but asking her needed to be special, not something that I did on a limb because, I was afraid of losing her to another police investigation. I was scared to ask her, what if she didn't want to get married, and I made a fool out of myself. A sigh escaped my lips, tears wanting to stream down my face. I couldn't do it. What happened when Rose came back...if she came back, would she leave again to spend more time with her? Would I lose her again? I shook the thoughts from my head, putting the ring back on the highest shelf in our closet where only my stuff was. It would be safe from her eyes up there. With a final glance to where I had placed it, I went down the stairs after the girl I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.


  No, no, no, no, no. He couldn't...just...leave...right? He was kidding...right? No. No he wasn't. I knew Dustin too well. He left once, and now he did it again. He knew now, he knew that we were having a baby, yet he still left. He left me alone to raise this kid, our kid. This child would never know their father. How could he?! How could he just get up and leave?! How could he leave me with another broken heart, trying to escape the depression that this pregnancy was already putting on me?! How...? Damn you Dustin. Damn you.

Q: 1) What did you guys think Zayn wanted to talk to Emily about before you read his point of view?

2) Who do you think is their "company"?

5 comments for next chapter (A total of 82 comments on this book).

Hey guys, I have a challenge for you. In the last A/N I published, I told you that if you didn't comment, there would be no update. And, guess what. I GOT 4 MORE COMMENTS THAN I NEEDED!!!! :D! If you guys can keep up with the 5 comments (or more ;) ) just like that for three more updates, then I won't make you comment for updates. But, the catch is, you still have to keep up the commenting, or I'll go right back to making you comment for chapters. None of these last comments just said something like 'Update!!' either which made me really happy :), but if your comments start saying just something like that...I won't count them. If you really can't think of anything to say in the comments, write your favorite part of this book (or 'Are you my Father?'), something that one of the characters said that you found funny, answer the question/s, etc. (these are just suggestions, you don't have to really say these in your comments :) ). Sound good? Thanks -xx Em :)

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