Author's Note:- Thank you so much for your continued support on this story! Your reviews give me so much more motivation to write, so thank you thank you thank you!

I must admit, I struggled with this chapter, but I persevered because I really want this story to work.

So here's Chapter Three and as always, I hope you enjoy it.

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It was the last week of school before the summer holidays, thank God. Elektra hated school, but that was no surprise – she hated teachers telling her what to do, and she hated almost every subject, except English, and she only liked that when she got to do creative writing.

She'd woken up early that morning, as the sickly feeling had returned. After being sick once again, she got dressed in the bathroom, and her heart sunk when once again, her underwear was dry. She couldn't push it to the back of her mind anymore. She wasn't stupid. She knew the symptoms of pregnancy, and she did have a reason to believe that she was, indeed, pregnant.

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Weeks before she started feeling sick, she'd received a text message from a boy. An ex-boyfriend, actually. She'd met him back in the Cobra days, and they'd broken up long before Elektra came to Elmtree House. She hadn't thought about him much, actually. The relationship hadn't lasted long and she wasn't exactly heartbroken when he broke up with her – she was used to being rejected and abandoned. She forgot about him and moved on.

And now here he was, getting in contact. She, of course, hadn't been expecting it, and her heart skipped a beat when she read the message. Not that she had feelings for him or anything, she was merely surprised.

Zeke: Lex? It's Zeke.

Short and sweet. To the point. That was Zeke all over. No apology. No explanation of why he'd just left her. She considered ignoring the message, but seconds later, her phone vibrated again.

Zeke: Are you there? I know what this might look like…I just want to talk.

And so they did. She messaged him back. It was small talk at first…about how she was and where she was living now. She saw this conversation going nowhere, and was about to find an excuse to end it, before he asked her to meet him in town. She asked why, but the only response she'd gotten was 'you'll see'.

It was dinner time by this point, and thankfully, Elektra's curfew wasn't until 8pm, so she could still go out. She was certain this wouldn't take long, anyway.

"Where are you going?" Mike asked. Of course he asked questions when she didn't want to hear them. But it was his job.

"Out." She said, simply, rushing past him and out of the door. She heard him call "Be back by eight!" But she continued walking. Town was only a ten minute walk away, and Zeke had told her he wanted to meet outside the shopping centre. She expected to be waiting a while, but to her astonishment, he had arrived before her.

He looked the same. Tall, skinny, pale skinned, dressed in ripped jeans and a hoodie, the only difference was that he now had green hair, which made him look like Shrek had puked on his head, but she kept her thoughts to herself.

"Lex…" He smiled, and went to hug her, but she pulled away.

"What do you want, Zeke? You left me, remember? Don't expect a big emotional reunion."

"I'm sorry…" Zeke mumbled, barely audible, as he played with his ear piercing. "I've missed you."

"Well you have a funny way of showing it." Elektra replied, coldly. "No text, no phone call, nothing. You tell me it's over and then you disappear from my life. Don't worry though, I'm over you."

"Then why did you agree to meet me here?" Elektra glared at her former boyfriend as he now had a smug smirk on his face.

"Something to do." She said, shortly. There was an awkward silence, before Zeke asked.

"Do you want to come and see my place? It's only about a five minute walk away." Zeke was a lot older than Elektra. He was nineteen now, and would have had his own place. Like her, Zeke had grown up in care. She was tempted, only to see what he'd made of himself, and she wanted to see what her life might be like someday, when she finally escaped from the kid's home and into her own flat.

"Fine. But I'm not staying. I'm having a look and then I'm gone."

They'd arrived in five minutes like he'd said, and as she'd anticipated, there wasn't a lot to look at. Standard kitchen, small living room, bedroom and bathroom, and the place was a mess. Dirty clothes and pizza boxes everywhere. She turned around to leave, but he'd grabbed her arm. Not hard, but enough to make her turn and face him.

"I meant it you know, Lex. I've miss you." He sounded sincere, as well, and there was just something that was stopping her from leaving. She was starting to care again. Or, well, she cared more now than she had in their entire relationship. It was stupid, to be falling for him so quickly again.

She didn't do love. And she had no plans on having another relationship, but maybe, just for today, she'd forgive him for his relinquishment of her.

"Prove it." She whispered, and before she knew it, they were kissing….

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At the time, she saw no point in using protection. Teenage pregnancies happened to other people, not her. She'd had sex unprotected lots of times and nothing had ever happened before.

Until now.

She left the bathroom and headed down to breakfast. She didn't talk to anyone, despite of Carmen's attempts to make conversation with her. Breakfast ended and she headed in the direction of school. She couldn't be pregnant. She couldn't. But there was only one way to find out. During lunch hour, she'd run into town, buy a test and take it before anyone noticed she was gone.

The morning's lesson's dragged more than usual, and even though Rick and Frank were in her classes, and they sat together, considering that they knew each other so well and she'd have to make no effort to make new friends. She didn't want new friends anyway. Even having them to talk to didn't distract her, and she had a feeling they were beginning to suspect something.

Relief flooded through her when the lunch bell rang, and she literally jumped out of her seat and ran from her maths class, losing Frank and Rick in the crowd of people filling the maths corridor.

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Two minutes. That's how long these tests were supposed to take. She'd peed on the stick in the McDonalds toilet (not glamorous, she knew, but it was close to school and time was running out) and here she was, holding it in her hand, and waiting anxiously for the result. Two minutes seemed like two days right now, and she hoped that the fact it was taking so long meant that this was a false alarm. Relieved, she stood up, pulled her school trousers up and slung her bag over her back, and was about to leave the cubicle and she looked down at the test again. Dread filled her entire body.

Pregnant. 4-5 weeks.

Clearblue was accurate, and who was she to doubt it? She was definitely pregnant.

What the hell was she going to do now? She couldn't go back to school, not now. She was crying and everything, her mascara running down her face, and the very thought of a miniature human growing inside of her made her feel sick again.

She didn't know what possessed her to do so, but she pulled out her phone, and found his name in her contact list. She was going to have to tell him.

"Yeah?" She heard his voice answer. They hadn't spoken since they'd slept together. Shit, this was going to be awkward.

"It's Lex…"

"What do you want?" He had no emotion in his voice.

"Why are you being like that? We slept a few weeks ago, or did you forget?" She felt the anger rising in her throat.

"What do you want?" He repeated. He sounded bored. "That was a one off. I was bored and you're decent in bed. You didn't actually believe me when I said I missed you, did you?"

The tears rolled off her chin and she hastily wiped her eyes, trying to keep it together.

"I'm pregnant." She said, bluntly. "And it's yours." There was silence on the end of the phone, and she thought maybe he hadn't heard her, but then he spoke.

"Well don't expect anything from me. I don't want a kid. I don't want you either. You're on your own. It's probably not mine anyway."

And then he hung up.

No one could know. Not Mike, not Gina. Not anyone. This had to be her secret until she figured out what to do.

She hugged her knees to her chest and cried.

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Author's Note:- And there it is! Elektra knows! I'm sorry if this chapter seemed fast paced and rushed, it was half intended considering Elektra's mind is all over the place, and the other half being that I'm really busy but I was so desperate to update I couldn't wait until I had more time.

I hope you liked it anyway.

See you in Chapter Four!

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