I'm what? Wow. I can't be, can I? That's impossible. I can't remember having any sexual intercourse to that depth. Then again, what can I remember other than my name? Oh boy. What the heck am I going to do now? I can't look after a baby and try to figure out where I belong among the load of werewolves who are after me.
That's another thing, what do I have that they want? Surely someone like me will have no interest to them other than the fact I have blood. Sweet, tasty blood that flows beneath my meaty skin. Well, I guess I have more things to be worrying about. Not only do I have to get myself to safety while carrying this baby, I have to find a way for me to look after it too.
"Are you alright?" Charlie rubbed my arm gently as I came back to reality. Looking around the small room, I notice that the doctor was no where to be seen and Charlie had taken over the space where she sat on the bed. Great, no one here will understand how I feel right now.
"Yeah, just shocked." I answer honestly. What am I going to do now? How will explain that I don't know who the father is? How the heck am I going to manage the next few months without seeing Zack or Austen? They'll obviously see me at some point with the baby belly.
"Come on, let's go home." I mimicked his motion as we both stood. Luckily this time, my limps actually obeyed when I wanted to walk straight to Charlie's car. Maybe I didn't want to get in his car. Maybe I wanted to escape and stay all by myself somewhere in the Dark Forest. Should I let the Cerda Wolf Pack capture me and do whatever it is they want to do on me? Or should I stay with Charlie and live a normal life. Not that my life will ever be normal again.
"Heading home guys?" The doctor who told me met us at the hospital exit. Looking between her and my uncle, I tried to find some form of words to say.
"Yeah, I think Kate should get something proper to eat." Placing his hand on my lower back, Charlie ushered me out of the hospital after he signed a couple of papers. On the whole journey home, neither of us spoke. I was too busy thinking about what I was going to do.
I can't exactly leave the baby at home with Charlie, can I? I'm going to have to find a job somewhere and make sure my wages are reasonable so I can pay for food. As well as finding a job, I'm probably going to have to find my own place to stay somewhere. Charlie probably won't want me to stay at his place for much longer.
Pulling into the driveway, I unbuckle my seat-belt before stepping down onto the pebbled driveway. Finally, still land. Well, something that I can walk on peacefully without having to worry about tripping over something or knocking myself out. I'm surprised Charlie even drove a klutz like me home.
After I followed Charlie into the house and up the stairs, we came to a stop outside the door at the end of the hallway. Turning to look at me, Charlie's eyes seemed to have tears ready to shed pounding at it's edges. Did I really have an effect this bad on him? Maybe I should turn around and leave. No point staying here when all I do is upset people.
"No, please." Charlie loosened his grasp on my wrist as I turned to leave. Looking at him curiously, I allowed him to continue. "I'm just happy that you're home. I've been worrying about you. Everyone has been out looking for you. Including Zack."
"Really?" The sound of my voice sounded more disappointed than relieved to my ears. Was I really that exhausted? Obviously. "I just thought you didn't want me here."
"Why wouldn't I want you here?" Wrapping his arms around me, Charlie pulled me into a bear hug. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me since I found out your mother ran out. When she found out our family secret, I was scared I would never see her again. The day I found out she had been in a battle and lost her life was the day I thought my life ended. Then came the day when you was only a few months old. You arrived in a picnic basket no bigger than the shopping baskets you can get in the shops. When I saw your hazel eyes, I knew you had to have been one of us. But there was one thing I couldn't figure out. Who is your father?"
"Really?" Tears fell as I listened to my uncle very carefully. So the secret I hold is what drove my mother away? Whatever this secret is, it must be pretty big for me to be stuck in the middle of two packs AND for the whole town of wherever I am to be looking for me. For a whole year. I wonder what the secret is. Or should I say, family secret.
"Kaitlyn, I want you to promise me something." He raised his hand to my face and stroked a loose strand of my chocolate brown hair out of my face. "This is for your own safety and you can hate me as much as you want because of it, but I want you to not leave this house unless me or one of my friends go with you. Do you understand?"