Who knew: chapter 13

Who knew: chapter 13

Shadow's POV

"so, how are you doing today, Shadow?" A seemingly friendly woman said. She was a human with blond hair and dark green eyes. She was sitting at a desk with a notepad laying on top of it. I was sitting on a chair that was about 10 feet away from the desk that the woman was sitting behind. I looked at her while my head rested on my hand as my elbow was placed on the armrest. My other hand was placed on my belly. Instead of a flat stomache there was now an bump. I was five months far now.

"i don't need to have these councelings." I said instead of answering her questions. "it's for your safety." The woman, a psychiatrist actually, said with an assuring smile. "no, it's supposedly for the baby's sake." I said. I was right. Sally had forced me to take these counselings because she was concerned that i would harm it. Everyone knew that the relationship between me and Sonic wasn't the best thing in the world, but that doesn't mean that i would hurt him now that he was the most vulnerable! I hated her. And the more she did me wrong, the more that vile feeling grew.

"you have to understand her concern. she wouldn't want anything to happen to her baby." The psychiatrist said. I was overcome by shock when the word 'baby' followed after 'her'. "her baby?!" I yelled. "excuse me, but it doesn't mean that this was just on experiment that it's her baby! i'm the one carrying it and so it's my baby! not hers!" I yelled in pure rage as i stood up from my chair and pointed at my chest as if that could proof my point. "yours?" The psychiatrist asked in shock and confusion. Shocked because i'm reacting like this. And confusion because of what i had said. Was i missing something?

"yours?" She repeated. "so she hasn't told you yet?" She asked right after. My hand lowered and i stood up straight. "hasn't told me what?" I asked with a voice that sounded quiet and even, dare i admit it, scared. The psychiatrist leaned with her elbows on her desk. I didn't want her to tell me. For some reason i felt like this would hurt me incredibly. Like i would regret allowing it to reach my black furred ears.

"you won't be raising the baby. as soon as it's born, the baby will be given to the royal family for them to raise." The blonde said. My mouth fell open and i carefully lowered myself back on the chair. My presentiment was right. It felt as if someone had stabbed me in my chest. It felt as if this knife had directly stabbed into my heart. "you.... you must be kidding....... please tell me that this is a joke." I begged as the hand returned to my belly. The caring gesture being returned by a kick that came from an already lively unborn. "i'm sorry, but i thought that you knew." She said. "but why?" I asked. My ears flattened against my skull and an overwhelming sadness overcame me as the shock wore off.

The psychiatrist was hesitant in telling me. Why would she hesitate now? Was it my broken expression on my now tears stained face that made her stop? She had already managed to crush my heart. How much more damage could the reason do to me? "tell me why!" I yelled as my voice cracked when a sob came out along with the words. I hated crying and almost always did i managed to hide it before, but it was to much for me to handle right now. She didn't want to tell me. "tell me damnit!" I yelled. "with the kind of past you have, we are concerned that you might be an unfit guardian." The psychiatrist said. I couldn't believe it. She didn't use the word mother. She didn't even use the word father. She didn't call me a parent at all. I couldn't take this anymore. I stood up from the chair and turned to the door. "where are you going?" The woman asked as i walked to the door and wrapped my hand around the door knob. "i don't know." I said and walked out of the room.

I opened the door to my bedroom and closed it behind me. I leant my back against the door and slid down to the ground. My arms wrapped around my pregnant stomache as if i wanted to attempt to hold the unborn even closer then it already was to me. "why? why me? it's so unfair." I whined and cried. I wiped the tears from my eyes with one hand while the other one softly stroked my belly in a circular motion.

Hours passed by with me just sitting on the floor in front of the door. I looked on the clock. It was well past midnight. I wiped my tears and stood up. I sniffed as i reached for the phone on the nightstand and dailed a number. Normally poeple would be asleep by now, but i know that she would still be wide awake. She wasn't the one to easily sleep at night because she was a bat. I was lucky to know her. I could call her at any time that i needed her. I just hoped that i could reach hr now.