Valerie

Valerie stared blankly at the doctor, she blinked severally in vain hopes that she was dreaming but she clearly wasn't,she was sitting here, wide awake in some damn hospital in Detroit staring at a pretty blond haired doctor who seemed to be in her early thirties, wearing a smile which valerie clearly saw as fake plastered to her flawless pretty face. "I..I don't understand doc..tor can you repeat what you...,"she trailed off in a shaky voice unable to complete her statement. The doctor smiled again and reached out over the table to clasp her hands, inasmuch as Valerie didn't want to be held, especially not by the way pretty doctor whose smile seemed more mocking than sympathetic,she couldn't move,she felt shocked to her bones. Noticing her stiffness,the doctor let go of her hands and clasped her hands together. "I don't know if I should be sorry at this point ,but you need to calm down, whatever the issue is, this is actually good news," the doctor began unapologetically with her very annoying smile plastered on her face. Valerie gritted her teeth and clenched her fists together,forcing herself to remain calm and composed. "You are two months pregnant , and there's been series of nicotine found in your blood stream which is definitely unhealthy for you and the baby, but thankfully the baby is alright, you need to stop taking those hard drugs, I really wouldn't want to involve the police, drug abuse is bad and...," The voice of the doctor drowned in valerie's ears as the whole room spun , suddenly the air in the room ceased, the air conditioning in the room became very hot . She sprang up to her feet. Her ears ringing loudly. The doctor stood up too, " are you okay?,"she asked clearly worried. "No..no it can't be," "Calm down,you need to sit down and rest val, I'm not done talking with you," she half pleaded ,half ordered. "No this cannot be true!," She shouted and whirled around, running out the door before the doctor could stop her. *** Valerie strode out of the hospital her hands clenched in a tight ball. How could grace do this to her, after years of their friendship, she had told her she didn't want a drink that night but she had insisted, now this ,she winded up pregnant for a stranger. She'd to confront her. Atleast she deserved to know who her baby's father is, and grace should know she was there, no matter how much she tried to remember that night it was blurry ,the last thing she remembered was drinking off the glass of mixed wine at grace's order. Grace put her in this mess. Getting to the Genever's compound,she walked in.. everywhere seemed busy, some cars were parked outside, everyone seemed to be beautifully dressed and in a hurry. They all looked like a party was going on , except that there wasn't really any party, quite a number of strange faces too, she had to know what in the world was going on. Fortunately she saw a familiar face. "Chris!," She whispered fiercely holding unto the sleeves of his tux. Chris is one of grace's brothers,grace had four brothers of which she was the eldest. "Valé?," He called out in shock, calling her the nickname they all fondly called her. "Valé,you are awake, God,"he continued goshing over her. "Of course I'm awake,"she replied nonchalantly. "What's going on?," "Today's is Grace's wedding," "Grace's?!,"she was stoned. "Come I'll take you to her," Chris said and whisked her briskly into the house, Val climbed the familiar steps as nostalgia hit her. He paused before Grace's room, and looked at her. "She's inside,"he said winking at her before walking off again in a hurry. Val took a deep breath and knocked. "Whose there?," It was Beatrice, Grace's mother's voice. "Come on in," Val slowly turned the knob and walked in. True to Chris'words grace was draped in a pretty white wedding dress,her auburn gold hair held in pretty chignon curls held by fancy pins. She was sitting before her mirror cabinet her mother beatrice was behind her arranging her veil which was attached to the top of her pretty chignon braids The room went dead silent,the look on grace's and beatrice's face was astounding, they looked like they've seen a ghost. The silence in the room was deafening. "I'll leave you two to talk," beatrice said walking out of the room quickly,but avoiding val's gaze. Valerie wondered why. The door slammed shut ,she turned to look at grace. "You look pretty," she complimented. Yeah?," Grace retorted her face falling. She turned back to the mirror muttering something inaudible. "Why didn't you tell me?," "Tell you what?," She scowled. "That you're getting married? You know I wouldn't miss it for the world," she continued. Her previous anger dissipating. "I didn't tell you cause...," Grace turned to glare at her hatefully. Valerie shrunk back in surprise at the intense glare from her best friend. "I didn't want you to attend," "W.. what?," Valerie stammered.