It had not worked out with Nadine. Kal was stumped. This whole music thing was starting to sour. His rocking roll life-style was just getting too expensive and too hard to handle even if it did take him all the way to Georgia.
He decided to hitch hike back to Austin. Only nothing was there for him when he got to the commune. No one seemed to remember Bella. It sank in then that maybe something had happened to her. What kind of people were they?
Not a clue in sight.
"What do you mean? You don't know?" He thought he was going to have a heart attack, but he wasn't going to stay around there. He'd had enough. Why had it taken him so long to figure this out? He'd been selfish from the get go. Now this. It was like a wake up call.
Of course, the first person he called was Rosco.
"I don't even know if I want to talk to you." Rosco had never given him the cold shoulder before. They were brothers. His little brother did whatever he told him to do. He'd always been his hero until now."You don't call, like forever, and I know what you did to Bella-"
"What? What are you talking about?" Kal didn't like the idea of his little brother mad at him.
"You left her. You left her pregnant in Austin, Texas, you asshole!" Rosco was to the point, and Kal was sure he was going to pass out when he heard the news. He actually did fall to his knees and on cement sidewalk on the steps of the mall where Bella and Fish actually lived. Only no one was around to tell him that.
"You're wrong, you are so wrong," Kal could hardly hear himself. The numbness pained him. "It couldn't be true. I would have known. Besides, I left her in a perfectly good place." But he wasn't so sure anymore. "Where is she?"
"I don't know, exactly, with some guy named Fish." That was all Rosco knew.
"Do you have her phone number?"
"No, but maybe I could get it," Rosco finally said.
"Then you'll call me and give me her phone number." Kal felt a little shaky now. He wondered if it was too late for her to get an abortion.