Chapter 50: The truth

KRIS:

The sound of footsteps heading to my room brought me back to reality. Not wanting whoever it was to see my tear-streaked face, I dashed into the bathroom to wash my face.

"Kris, I'm back baby.” Violet screeched.

She just returned from her parents’ place where she'd gone for Thanksgiving. I'd returned immediately after Thanksgiving, not wanting to spend an extra day so I could figure out my life. I didn't want my mom getting worried.

"Kris?” She called, entering my room just as I exited the bathroom.

"Yeah baby.” I smiled, striding towards her. "I missed you.” I got to her, throwing my arms around her.

"I missed you more.” She pulled away, her eyes meeting mine. I tried averting my gaze but it was too late.

"Why are your eyes puffy and red?” She asked, her voice laced with concern.

"Itch. They've been itching me.” I lied lamely.

Where's my brain when I need it?

Without replying, she pulled me to the bed and sat down, pulling me with her. Taking my hands in hers, she stared into my eyes.

I knew what was coming next.

"Start talking.” She stated, giving no room for argument.

When she does this, she won't let it go till she gets the truth.

Without mincing words, I told her the truth in a barely audible voice.

"I'm pregnant.” I looked down at our joined hands.

"That's good news.” She squealed, hugging me tightly. "Tyler will be so happy.” She pulled away.

At the mention of his name, a sob escaped from my lips. Violet frowned.

"Doesn't he know?” She asked. Unable to form words, I shook my head to say no.

"Why? Are you scared to tell him?” Her brows furrowed in confusion.

"It-it's not his.” I choked out amidst tears.

She frowned. "Whose is it?”

Now, there's the billion-dollar question. What was I supposed to tell her?

It's my boss's?

"Kris?” She called softly, coercing me.

By now, the tears were flowing down my face in endless torrents.

"It's okay if you don't wanna talk about it.” She wrapped her arms around the sobbing mess that was me.

I released all the tears I've been fighting to hold back while she rubbed my back soothingly the whole time.

After my sobs died down , I decided to open up to her. My heart felt so heavy that I feared if I kept it a minute longer, I'd lose it.

Calming myself as best as I could, I told her everything from when I first met Lucian to how I found out about him being my father's murderer and finally, how I got pregnant for him.

She listened with rapt attention, never letting her gaze waver from mine.

When I was done, I expected her to scold me but none of that came. She only wrapped me in a warm embrace.

"I'm sorry you're passing through all this. If I had known, I wouldn't have advised you to intern there.”

"It's not your fault. You only wanted the best for me as a good friend.” I pulled away, looking into her eyes, trying to assure her, with her hands in mine.

"I feel it's all my fault.” She sighed.

"Come on Vee. Don't blame yourself. The baby won't like that.” I teased, trying to smile.

Her eyes widened.

"You're keeping it?” I gave a small nod. Her face bloomed into a smile.

I'd given it a lot of thought when I was alone. I couldn't let anything happen to the baby. It wasn't its fault I was careless and besides, babies are gifts so I'm gonna love him or her.

"I'm gonna be the godmother.” She smiled widely and I nodded in agreement. "However this turns out, I'm always gonna be by your side okay?” I nodded again, unable to form words due to tears threatening to fall.

"What about Tyler? Does he know about it?” She asked.

"No. I've been rejecting his calls. I don't think I can face him. I just want to figure things out first and I need time.”

"It's okay dear. I understand. I'll help you however I can.” She assured me.

"Thanks Vee.” I said smiling genuinely for the first time since discovering I was pregnant.

"Nah...what are bitches for?” She winked, getting up from the bed. I threw a pillow at her but she dodged it, laughing. "I'll be back. I need to change into comfortable clothes then we can start planning the future of our baby.” I shook my head at that. "Yunno, we can actually get married and say the baby is ours. Damn! I'm a genius. I need to get a ring and propose fast.” Her face was scrunched up like someone in thoughts.

"I'm not a lesbian Vee and you just don't do it for me.” I rolled my eyes.

"Really?” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, swaying her hips towards me.

"Oh my God. Get the fuck outta my room.” I yelled, throwing pillows at her and she laughed before running out.

I laid on my bed after she left, happy with the way revealing to her had turned out. I was still reminiscing when I heard voices coming from the living room.

I tiptoed to my door and pressed my ears against it to know who it was.

"What do you mean she's not home? She's been ignoring all my calls.” I heard Tyler lash out in frustration.

"She's still at her mom's.” Violet replied calmly. I almost bought it.

I could picture Tyler threading his hands through his hair, pulling at the strands. He always does that when he is frustrated.

"I'll call her. If she answers it, I'll tell her you dropped by.” Violet offered in a calm voice.

"Thanks Vee.” With that, I heard the sound of the door opening and I knew he was gone.

I hated myself for doing this to him. He didn't deserve what I was letting him pass through.

He didn't deserve a cheat like me.

Tears flowed down my face at my admission. He loved me but I paid him back by cheating on him.

Slumping down to the ground, I rested my body on the door, allowing the tears to flow freely.

The sound of Violet attempting to open the door made me rise to my feet, wiping the tears from my face but I wasn't fast enough.

"Don't cry. Everything will be fine.” She hugged me as soon as she entered the room. "Nothing Netflix, ice cream and popcorn can't solve.” She shrugged as she pulled away, making me chuckle. "Now come on, let's watch Angel has fallen.” She pulled me towards the living room and I grinned happily.

Gerald Butler's movies could always do the trick. I love all his movies. Maybe I even have a little crush on him.

Moments later, Violet and I were seated on a couch, wrapped up in a blanket, popcorn in hand, watching Gerald Butler in action.

My messy life, momentarily forgotten.