"Hey," I heard Nate's voice and looked up to see him peeping through the door. I sat up straight immediately and gave him a small smile. I had no idea what to say to him and it was pretty awkward."Hey, didn't you go to work?" I asked in confusion and he just shook his head, pulling a chair to sit down."I wanted to talk to you before heading to work," he cleared his throat."What did you want to talk about?" I mumbled silently, not meeting his gaze."About what happened before the accident. I shouldn't have behaved like that and I just wasn't myself, Becca. I was so scared of losing you and went crazy." He spoke, looking at me intently."Nate...I'm not going to lie to you. I did like you but I just don't feel that way now." I sighed, feeling so bad for breaking his heart. I was already feeling low that my mom wanted me to go back to New York and now he was making me feel sad too."

One and a half months later,"Ugh, I'm so bored." I groaned in frustration and looked up at the clock. It was 5 pm and Xavier should be here any minute now.I kept flipping through the channels, feeling bored out of my mind. This has been the same routine for the past one and a half months. I wake up, eat, watch shitty shows, or read some books and stay in bed all day. I missed my job. Xavier was the only thing that was making me feel sane and happy. He used to come and visit me every evening with Hannah and that was the best part of my day. My mom was trying so hard to take care of me and work at the same time. I know it was exhausting for her but she never gave up."Hey, I'm just heading out." My mom called out from the living room, breaking my chain of thoughts."Where?" I shouted back, in confusion. I mean, where could she possibly go. She was new to town and she doesn't know anybody.

"What are you talking about?" I let out a nervous chuckle. It can't be true. I would have known if I was pregnant. We used protection and I was on the pill. Nothing made any sense."It's true, Rebecca." He whispered with a pained look on his face and I swallowed hard, "When I picked up that call, the doctor started to speak thinking I was your mother. He said something like if she wanted to know whose baby you were carrying, she needed to bring in a blood sample or a cheek swab to do the paternity test,"Whose baby?Fuck!Holy fucking shit!I felt my head spinning with all the news that was thrown at my face. My mom knew about this all along and kept it from me. I was fucking pregnant and I lost my baby. The huge question was, whose baby was I carrying? Xavier and I were together for only a month before the accident.Was it Nate's?A tear escaped from my eyes and I

"Are you still going to give me the silent treatment?" My mom asked while I was packing the remaining of my stuff. I've been ignoring her for the past week and she knew she messed up big time. I wasn't ready to talk to her just yet."Come on, Becca. I'm leaving today and I really don't want things to be weird between us. Maybe we could sit down and talk like adults," she spoke again and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath."What do you want me to say? That I forgive you for hiding something so huge from me?" I yelled, taking her by surprise."I was just trying to protect you, baby. I can't see you in pain and I knew how much you would have been hurt," she tried to explain and I interrupted her."Well, anybody would have been in pain if they lose their baby. It's not something unusual, mom. I don't care if it hurts me. Yes, shit happened and it's okay...I just want you to be honest with me. I mean, I can handle it

A year later,“Okay, so what’s so special about this dinner?” I asked for the millionth time as I curled my hair in front of the mirror while he was fixing his tie“Wha-- Who said it was special?” his eyes went wide and I pursued my lips into a thin line.“You are wearing a suit and look at me, I look like I’m going to a freaking prom.” I gestured towards my satin red dress that reached till my knees and he gave me a throaty laugh, snaking his arms around my waist while I continued to work on my hair.“I wish I was your prom date. I would have let you take my ‘oh so precious virginity’,” he replied, making me laugh out loud.“You lost your virginity at prom?”“Not important, Thompson. So now to answer your question, my mom wanted to invite us to a fancy dinner. That is all.” He shrugged but I felt like there was something more to it.“Alright,” I sighed, feeling tir