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ldquo;What is going on?rdquo; David yelled

James quickly pulled his pants back up and asked, ldquo;What are you doing here?rdquo;

ldquo;Help me, David. Please help me,rdquo; I cried out with all that was within me as I buried my face in my comforter.� I couldnrsquo;t bear to make eye contact with David.

ldquo;James, I canrsquo;t believe you,rdquo; David said with such disgust.�

I could hear the two of them on the floor fighting and exchanging blows.� As I looked over James was crawling out from underneath David and took off running.� ldquo;Please donrsquo;t go, David,rdquo; I cried out.

ldquo;Itrsquo;s okay, Heather,rdquo; David said as he pulled me up into his arms.� ldquo;Itrsquo;s going to be okay, Heather.� I promise.� James is gone.rdquo;

ldquo;Why?rdquo; I sobbed, ldquo;Why me? Why did this have to happen to me?rdquo;

David brushed his fingers through my hair and held me as I cried.� ldquo;Heather, I think we should get you to the Hospital to make sure everything is okay.rdquo;

I didnrsquo;t answer him.� I just laid in his arms lifeless.� He stood me up and helped get my clothes back on and carried me to his car.

ldquo;Why did you leave me after everything and go back to Rachel,rdquo; I managed to say as I sat in the passengerrsquo;s seat of his car while we drove to the hospital.

ldquo;Heather, itrsquo;s not at all what you think,rdquo; David said.

ldquo;Yes it is,rdquo; I replied, ldquo;James told me everything.rdquo;

ldquo;James also raped you,rdquo; David said frustrated.

I began to cry harder.

ldquo;Irsquo;m sorry for saying that,rdquo; David said sympathetically reaching out and grabbing my hand.� ldquo;Heather, you donrsquo;t understand I know it was my fault for going to jail.� You tried to stop me from fighting, but I didnrsquo;t listen.� Jessica told Rachel that you got Marcus to drop the charges.� And that is why Rachel showed up at the prison as soon as I was released.� I also want to apologize for being so rude earlier this morning when Rachel and I were at my apartment.� Rachel picked me up this morning, and I was as shocked as you were.� I did not know why she was there because we donrsquo;t get along.rdquo;

ldquo;So why was she there, David,rdquo; I asked?

ldquo;She came to tell me that she found out she was 4 months pregnant.� She said the child was mine,rdquo; David continued, as my mouth hung wide open.� ldquo;Thatrsquo;s why I was rude.� Not on purpose I was just upset.� I couldnrsquo;t believe that I was going to be a father.rdquo;

ldquo;So is that why you were coming to my house to tell me the great news of you being a future father,rdquo; I said sarcastically.

ldquo;No Heather, I came to tell you that the baby is not mine.� Rachel had slept with another guy while we were dating.� She confessed when we got the results back that I wasnrsquo;t the dad.� She was just hoping it was mine so that she could get me back in her arms.rdquo;� David explained.� ldquo;I wish I knew who the guy was, but I guess it really doesnrsquo;t matter.rdquo;

As we pulled up to the hospital, David dropped me off at the Emergency Room entrance and went to park the car.

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