“What happened?”
“I…I…might have accidentally raped you while we slept,” he cringed as he said but he came clean. The worst was yet to come, he was sure. He would be arrested no doubt and he would deserve it. When the silence was finally broken it was not how he would have expected it.
“I would like to meet you,” came Lidia’s soft voice.
“Wait what?”
“You’re a truck driver, right? When do you think you’ll be in the area again?”
“Uh… I’m almost done with my current haul. I could probably request another in your area, so probably next week?”
“Alright, I’ll send you an address. Let me know when you will be available. I look forward to meeting you. Bye for now.”
And just like that she hung up. Jax had no idea what had just happened or what he would be in for. He thought about running but where would he go? What would he do?
“I guess I’ll go met her,” he told himself minutes later and started down the road again.
That morning Lidia waited in the dinner. Every time a new patron entered, she would look up, her heart would flutter for just a moment. She would then shake her head. Why did she feel this way and why did she ask to meet up with her rapist and alone?
Jax pulled into the truck stop, the location Lidia had given him. It was nothing fancy but for a truck stop it was nice. He looked for her black car but did not see it anywhere. His heart was pounding as he walked to the small dinner. Why did he feel this way and why had she asked to meet him?
Their eyes met instantly when he walked in and each blushed for a moment. Jax walked over and took a seat, “hi Lidia.”
“Hi, Jax,” she returned.
Awkward silence lingered and the two could not meet each other’s eyes. Thankfully the waiter showed up at the moment, “what can I get for you two?”
“Uh, just water for now,” said Jax, his throat feeling terribly dry.
“Same,” said Lidia.
The waiter left and Jax decided to finally say something, “so… how is it going?”
He cringed as he said, what kind of stupid question was that? It was enough though.
Lidia gave him an awkward smile before answering, “I’m pregnant how do you think it’s going?”
Jax looked down at the table and his heart sank, “so it’s just as I feared. I’m so sorry.”
“It might not be yours though,” although the sorrow in her voice caught Jax off guard.
“Wait what? It might not be?” his mind raced for explanations but did not find any satisfactory ones before Lidia continued.
Lidia’s mind raced too. She had no idea why she had just told him the unborn tiny human might not be his. What had she been expecting? She tried to refocus by getting some answers of her own, “before I tell you about that, can you tell me what happened that night?”
“Well…what do you remember?”
“All I remember is freezing to death in my car and then it started to get really hot. After that I woke up in the back of your truck.”
“Ok, that sounds about right. I can’t say I understand but you had left your car and stripped naked. Only reason I found you at all was because of the sound of the car door.” Jax paused to wait for Lidia to interject or question him but she remained silent.
“I panicked of course thinking you were going to die, which you would’ve, so I went and dragged you into my truck, you fought me the whole time. Your skin was so cold I thought it was already too late. I stripped to provide as much surface area to you as possible and hugged you under the blanket. You wouldn’t believe how cold you were. We stayed that way for a few hours, I’m not sure, while you warmed up.”
“Is that all,” asked Lidia raising an eye brow.
She looked so desperate to know more, Jax had to tell her the rest, even if it pained him to do so.
“No…that’s not all,” he paused again collecting himself. “Please believe me when I say I didn’t mean to. I thought it was a dream.” After a heavy sigh he continued, “I woke up with… when I woke up you were…”
“Woah, you two ok?” asked the waiter setting the water down and seeing the melancholy at the table.
“We’re fine,” lied Lidia.
“Well if you say so,” said the waiter unconvinced. “Are you ready to order?”
“Not yet,” said Lidia dismissing the waiter who left but not before giving them a few backward glances.
“So, you had a bad dream?” asked Lidia prompting Jax to continue.
“Well, it wasn’t so bad until I woke up. You were…dripping with cum, my cum. I didn’t know what to do. I got your clothes and dressed you best I could but there was too much ice on them. Then I went back to bed.”
“Then you woke up and shoveled us out,” said Lidia with a sigh, at least she knew what happened now.
“No,” replied Jax clenching his fist and slamming the table. Lidia jumped back startled by the outburst.
“It happened again, even with clothes on. I fucking raped you like a monster. Just call the cops already. I deserve what happens,” he set his jaw and said no more waiting for Lidia.
She had asked to meet him, she had not known what to expect or what she had hoped to accomplish by speaking with her rapist but this certainly was not it. Perhaps it was his honesty but she did not want to turn him in. She put her hand over his clenched fist, “you’re not a monster. Let me tell you a story about a monster.”
Jax doubted she could have anything worse at this point but he owned it to Lidia to listen, so he bit his tongue and let her have her say.
“Not the first time I’d been raped,” her words took the wind right out of his sail.
“What?” he fell back in his chair as his anger faded.
She rubbed her eyes trying to prevent the tears. “My boyfriend,” she laughed, a cold laugh. “A real monster, he set me up. It was supposed to be our first time. My first time and he betrayed me.”
She could no longer keep the tears back, and Jax barely managed to hear the next few words. “He stealthed me and filmed me. Then he laughed.”
Too much for Lidia she got up to run but was stopped when Jax grabbed her wrist. She tried to pull away but Jax held her firmly. He stood up and pulled her around into a hug. A big strong warm hug. Lidia tried to push him off but after a moment relented and began bawling in his arms.
The others in the room were now watching in hushed voice at the commotion. Jax paid them no mind, this girl was hurt and he was not going to let that happen again.
The waiter returned unsure what to do, “is everything ok?”
Jax looked around the stunned faces of the other customers and back to the waiter, “we’re going to be going.”
The two left the small dinner without another word. Jax held Lidia in his arms the whole way. They walked in silence around the perimeter of the truck stop for a long time before either of them spoke.
Although Lidia had taken the pill a few days after it had not worked. She hated the idea of abortion but the idea she might be carrying Reece’s tiny human revolted her more. Then there were her parents, she had finally been able to move out but was already knocked up. Minutes after Jax had an idea and pulled out his phone.
“What are you doing?” asked Lidia upon seeing the phone.
Jax started a search, “looking for a clinic willing to take a blood sample.”
Lidia scrunched her eyebrows, “for what?”
“My DNA of course. Give you something to compare it to. If you’re not willing to turn me in, I can at least give you something to test against. Then you can decide what to do from there.”
Lidia stopped walking and it took a few steps for Jax to notice, “you’d do that?”
“I don’t understand why you would think that would be a question,” said Jax as he dialed the first clinic of many. It took a while for him to find one willing to see him that day but his persistence eventually paid off. He even managed to get an appointment for Lidia a few days later. It would be simpler than he expected, a mouth swab for him and blood draw for Lidia. It would however be expensive but it was the least he could do.
A week later Lidia stared at the email from the clinic. The arrangement had been to send the results to her, it would be her to view the results. She continued to stare at the subject line too scared to open it. She jumped when the phone rang.
“Hi Lidia, did you find out yet?” came the fearful but familiar and kind voice of Jax, who had also been waiting anxiously.
Lidia licked her lips several times before responding., “hi Jax. Ya, it’s right here….”
“Well?”
“I’m scared Jax, what do I do if it’s not yours?” Although Jax had to get back on the road, the two had been talking a lot the last few days. What they would do for either scenario, they had already talked about it but with answers right at her finger tips, she did not know if she could follow through with them.
“We talked about this. I’ll help and support you either way.”
“But….” she trailed off but had nothing to add.
“But nothing, just take a look.”
Her fingers shook as she navigated back to the email on her phone and opened it. She briefly skimmed it until she found what she had been looking for.
There is 98% certainty that Jax Braxton is the father of Lidia Doxon’s tiny human.
A wave of relief followed; it was not Reece’s. Then anger, how would she prove Reece had raped her now? Then panic, she could not abort the tiny human either. Then joy, she was going to be a mother. Lidia sniffled back tears unsure of how she felt or should feel when she answered, “it’s yours.”
Jax picked up on the uncertainty in Lidia’s voice and was likewise unsure how he felt about being a father. The same emotions running through him also. In the end Jax decided it was the better out come, “congratulation.”
“Is that the right word?”
“Probably not, but I think it’s better this way.”
“You do, why?”
Jax had to stop for a moment, “I don’t know, just a feeling I guess.”
They were silent as Lidia pondered, “you might be right.”
“Do you want to go out?”
Lidia was stunned, considering the circumstance she should be angry at the thought, at least she thought she should be, but instead her heart skipped a beat. “Really? You’re asking me out?”
“If you’re going to be having my tiny human and if I’m going to be helping you, it seems only natural we should get to know each other. Besides….I like you.”
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