Chapter 2
Blake was slumped on her brown leather couch; her mind clouded with numerous complex emotions she wouldn't even try to comprehend. Her thoughts were so conflicted, and they had been for the past 3 weeks. Little did she know, on the other side of town Penn was in the exact same place.
He sighed as he downed another sip of his luke warm coffee. Head spiralling; his eyes caught a glimmer of light bouncing off the corner of his guitar.
"Well morning" she rested her figure against the door frame, her eyes watching him as his fingers danced around the strings of his guitar, his lips stringing out various hums.
"Well hi." Twisting, he turned to look at her glowing figure hovering at the door, wearing nothing but one of his old shirts and boxers.
She slowly stepped towards him lowering her body to sit next to him on the patterned rug. Her heavy locks of blonde hair bounced around her shoulders and swayed from side to side as her body fell to the floor.
"How do you always look so beautiful?" Her head titled and bowed at his words, smiling shyly at him in return. "You look better without makeup, you know that right?"
"Penn" she reasoned.
"I'm serious" his head moving closer and closer to hers as a genuine smile danced on his lips. He gently pressed his lips against hers when he pulled away slowly she returned the kiss, raising her hand and resting it gently on his neck.
"Have I ever told you, you have the most incredible voice?" Pursing his lips, Penn smiled that playful smile that she loved so much.
The persistent knocking at his door snapped him back to reality, like a bolt of lightning trough the clouds of the past. "Coming!" He heaved himself from the couch as he ambled to the front door. "Hi." He spoke, taken back a little at the sight of her face.
"Hi" she spoke calmly; her voice had always been soothing to his ears.
"Is everything okay?" he asked, as concern seeped through his bones.
"Yeah, yeah. It's just we didn't get much of a chance to talk earlier...so I thought..."
"Yeah! Yeah, now is umm, now is good." He replied, smiling as she wandered towards his living room.
Sat on his couch with her feet sprawled across the wooden tiles he arrived from the kitchen, bending at her side. "Where shall we start?" He opened as he handed her a mug of coffee.
"How about how we tell Zoe and Ryan without them wanting to kill us?" She joked, firing a smirk in his direction.
"Good place I start I think." He replied in a serious tone before they both erupted in laughter, but only for a second or two before they resumed to comfortable silence.
"I've been thinking about how to tell Ryan for so long and I'm just so scared he's gonna leave me, you know?" His comforting eyes met hers as he nodded in reassurance.
"And it's not just, you know...that we're pregnant it's uhh..." He stumbled, pausing at a difficult topic. "How we got pregnant." He coughed, trying to obliterate the slight awkwardness that had fallen between them. Trying to erase the memory from her brain she shook her head, looking away from his now slightly tense and wooden face.
"You haven't told Zoe yet, have you?"
"No, no. She's uh staying with her parents this weekend, so" Penn stirred his drink, avoiding her now watchful eyes.
"I think we should tell them together." Penn spluttered a little in response.
"Wha, are you umm…" He laughed. "Are you joking?"
"What?" She questioned, not sure why he found her suggestion so amusing.
"You seriously think telling them together is a good idea?'!"
"Oh my gosh, no. No! I meant like on the same day! Not together! Oh god, now I know why you had such a dramatic reaction!" she chuckled, creasing her nose as she did so. His eyes rested on hers; as they amused themselves over the misunderstanding.
"Yes but, on the same day. Yes. Definitely." He spoke seriously.
"So what day?" She asked, worried he was going to say 'tomorrow'.
"Tomorrow? I mean sooner rather than later, you might start showing soon! Or not…I don't know. How long have you known?" Raising his head to look at her from across the couch. Her face fell from his, eyes landing on the brown tinted rug on the floor beneath her feet. She was waiting for him to ask this.
"Three weeks." She confessed, feeling guilty at the utterance of the first word. His eyes widened, fingers brushing against the surface of his skin, sliding down his cheek.
"Wow."
"I'm sorry, I'm so…I was just so scared, about all of it and I was scared to tell you but I knew you had to be the first to know I mean I just, I didn't want to tell anyone but I knew you'd understand. Actually that's a lie, I was so frightened you'd be mad at me or..." Starting to tear up, she trailed off, leaving her sentence unfinished.
"Hey." He crawled closer to her as he scooted across the couch. Wrapping an arm around her he pulled her towards him. "I'm not mad okay. I wasn't when you told me and I'm not now. This is not your fault. You have no reason to be sorry, okay?" Pressing her lips together like she always did she looked up into his deep brown eyes.
"You're amazing." The words slipped out from her lips before we brain had had a chance to consider the repercussions. His movements fell still; his eyes still flickering about her face. Frozen; they watched each other. Their breathing turned heavy as any sign of emotion dispersed from their dead-pan expressions. "So is this coffee different, it tastes ummm…it tastes different." He gulped a little as his lips pursed watching her eyes dart away from his.
"No…no it's the same. Haven't changed it since." For the first time in a long time the atmosphere was uncomfortable; unease flooding the apartment. An unsettled Blake stirred away at her coffee, distracting herself from the mood that had fallen between them. "You know ever since you told me I've, I've just been thinking about how much easier this would all be if it was two years ago." Pausing to catch his breath, he continued. "I uhh... I used to think about this, you know if this would umm…would ever happen. Sometimes when we were together, or if I was just on my own, I'd think about this, you and me…getting married or having a baby together. I know I said we were too young, and we were too young but it didn't mean I didn't think about it, or dream that it would happen one day, it was all I wanted you know?" Blake's eyes were filled with tears; there was not one surface of her eyes that hadn't been polished with water. Her vision was blurry until she blinked away the droplets of water, only causing them to fall slowly along the lines of her delicate face.
"Don't say that!" Her voice almost as loud as a scream as she darted up from her seat. "Don't you dare say something like that; do you think that's easy for me to hear? That was all you wanted? Then what about me? I was the one that wanted those things, I was the one that said I wanted us to get married and you were the one that said no. So don't pretend that you wanted that because even if you did, imagine how much I wanted those things, and then maybe you'd know how I felt!" Blake yelled as she stormed across the apartment, making a bee-line for the door, slamming it on her way out, leaving Penn guilt stricken as the ringing of her words danced around his ears.
Dismay was etched into the corners of his face as his fingers slowly traced the outline of his mug; stillness and quiet enshrined in the atmosphere of his apartment. It always felt lonely after she had gone, stripping away her bubbly personality and childish grin that would bounce when she laughed was left in only his memory.
A/N: Sorry I took so long to update, I guess inspiration is lacking a bit, hopefully I'll get into the swing of it soon! And thank you all for your reviews so far! :)
