Hey everyone! So I know I said I was done with this, but I took a shower and got some inspiration! This story will be continued, just not updated as often as my other ones. I just want you all to know I'm not giving up on it. So, on with the story!
Clare's POV:
I had to admit, at first, I wasn't very excited Eli had a daughter with another girl. But, from the moment Kyla and I met, she has been like a daughter to me. She reminds me a lot of Eli, but she is actually quite the people person. Eli says she's like Julia in that way.
She has been great about helping out around the house. She babysits Thomas a lot too. Kyla even surprised me on my birthday by painting the baby room! I am really glad to have her around.
What I wasn't crazy about, was the fact her boyfriend was sixteen. Well at least that's how I felt now; I actually never formally met him. I hate to admit it, but he looks like Eli. But she is really happy, so as long as they are being careful, I deal with it.
But anyways, Eli was working on an issue of the paper as I was signing some papers for Kyla's school field trip; when we heard a loud crash. Eli instantly jumped up, "I'll be back."
After a few seconds, I heard Eli yell, "What the hell!"
I rush in the living room to find Kyla and her boyfriend, both with make out hair, looking humiliated. I couldn't help but giggle, knowing Eli and I had been in the same situation as kids. He was such an overprotective father.
Eli looked mad though as Kyla and her boyfriend straightened there close. Eli looked at her, "You. Upstairs. Now."
Then he looked at the boyfriend, "Out."
He nodded, "Yes sir." As he walked to the door, but Kyla grabbed him and kissed his lips, "Love you."
The guy smiled lovingly at her, "I love you too babe."
Damn it, they were just like us as teenagers. The guy ran out the door as Kyla flew up the steps blushing like mad. Eli took a deep breath and looked at me, "Can you believe him! In my house."
I rolled my eyes, "Hits home huh?"
He looked confused, so I clarified, "Eli, that was us a few years ago. Don't turn into my dad."
Eli smirked, "Sorry if I don't want my thirteen year old daughter deflowered with me a few rooms away."
I smiled as I remembered out first time. My parents were home, but we were caught almost right after we finished. How's that for an awkward conversation? "Didn't seem to bother you when it was us and my parents. Eli she isn't much younger than we were when it happened."
Eli looked at me, "But Clare…"
I shook my head, "I'll talk to her okay? But a girl doesn't want the talk from her father."
Eli nods, "Fine, but make sure to give her condoms or better yet, get her on the pill."
I nod, knowing he's serious, "Okay, okay. Go work on the paper."
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I knocked on Kyla's door a few minutes later, "Who is it?" She whispered.
I smiled, "Honey its Clare. I'm not here to punish you, so you can open up."
I hear her walk to the door. She opens it, and she is as red as a tomato, "Umm come on in."
I smile and sit down on her bed as she shuts the door. I pat the spot next to me, "We should talk."
She nods and sits down. After a moment of awkward silence, she breaks it, "Look Clare, I'm really sorry about what happened. I know things went too far, and I want you to know it wasn't Dylan's fault, I mean I-"
I cut her off, "Sweetie relaxes, I didn't come up here to yell at you. Believe it or not, I was a teenager at one point, I get it."
Kyla breaths, "I still feel really bad. I mean you and Eli took me into your home and I do this…"
I roll my eyes, "Hun, this is your house too. Trust me, I'd rather you two be here, than somewhere not safe."
Kyla smiles, "Clare?"
"Yes?" I ask.
She hesitates, "Can I ask you something?"
I nod, "Anything, of course."
She looks really nervous, "How old were you-when you fell in love with Eli, or when you fell in love for the first time…?"
I smile, "Eli was my first love, if you're wondering. And I was 15 while he was 16."
She nods, "Do you think I'm too young? To be in love?"
I shake my head, "Love isn't about ages. Hey, I was your age when I had my first boyfriend. It's all about how you feel."
She nods again, but stays quiet. I'm pretty sure I know what she's getting at though, "Kyla, you know, if you want to talk about something, no matter what it is, we can talk about it."
She smiles, "Good. I really want to ask you something, but it might be a little weird."
I laugh, "Go for it."
She hesitates, for a minute, "Well….. Dylan and I have been dating for a while, as you know. I really love him. And I don't want you to get me wrong, he doesn't pressure me to do stuff, but maybe its hormones or something, I don't know…. I just feel like… like I want to do more than…..kiss?"
I try to refrain from laughing. She is just like me when I wanted to have sex with Eli for the first time. Except, I was so pathetic I went to Ms. Dawes for advice. But she was there for me, with surprisingly good advice, "Do you like want to have sex with him?"
Her blush deepens, "I'm not sure. I mean I never really thought about waiting until marriage or anything, but aren't I too young for sex?"
I nod, "Well, you're thirteen. That's pretty young. My advice is at least waiting until high school, but if you can't, you can't. As long as you both love each other and timing is good, and you're protected, sex is wonderful. I mean it's painful at first, but it's wonderful."
Kyla nods, "The protection thing, guys buy the….condoms….right?"
I nod, "Usually, well that's what Eli always did, I never had to. I'm sure Dylan has some, but if he doesn't, Eli and I have plenty in our bathroom, bottom drawer."
She blushes, "We probably shouldn't talk about this…"
I giggle, "Believe me, it could be worse. The first time I needed sex advice, I asked my English teacher."
Kyla busted out laughing, "Please say you're kidding!"
I shake my head, "Unfortunately no. My parents were VERY religious, so I couldn't ask them. Even worse, we got caught, the first time. It was mortifying."
Kyla giggled, "I see it worked out though."
I nod, "That it did."
She yawned, and I got the hint, "Well I'm going to go to sleep, unless you want to talk about anything else."
"Clare! Wait!" She stops me.
I turn around, "What is it hun?"
She blushes, "Birth control, could I maybe take it? Just in case?"
I nod, "We'll go to the clinic this weekend. No worries."
As I walk out the door, she stops me again, "Clare!"
I turn around as she speaks, "Thanks."
I smile, "Anytime."
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When I go back downstairs, Eli is laying in our bed, looking tired, "So how did it go?" He asks as I change into his tee shirt and take off my jeans.
I smile, "I think I did okay."
He smiles, "I knew you would. Sorry I slightly freaked out earlier, but she is my daughter, and the thought of her….having sex…so young…not a good father picture."
I giggle as he opens his arms for me. When I curl in his side, I look up at him, "Well its better we talk to her about it vs. her not being protected and getting pregnant."
Eli looks disturbed, "Did you too talk … about the pill?"
I nod, "We're going this weekend."
Eli sighs, "Clare….is she going to have sex with him?"
I relax in his side, "I don't know Eli. I don't know. She loves him, and I don't know. I wish we knew him better, he seems decent."
Eli nods, "We should know him better. Would you be opposed to having him over for dinner maybe?"
I smile, "Sounds great."
"Cool, I'll set it up." He says.
Eli looks really tense. I press my back into his chest, "Babe, relax. Seriously, it's all going to be okay."
Eli nods, "You're right. Sorry. Where's Thomas?"
I shrug, "Miss him?"
Eli nods, "Well he is my son."
I get out of bed and grab Thomas out of the baby room. I was amazed how well Eli did with him; sometimes he was better than I was. I brought Thomas over to the bed and set him in Eli's arms. Eli smiled as he tickled Thomas's small feet. The love Eli and I had for this baby was amazing. I look over at him and whisper, "You're a really good dad."
Eli smiles wide, "And you're a wonderful mom. Seriously, between Thomas and Kyla, you're doing great."
I blush and yawn, "Well I'm tired, so is little Thomas sleeping in here?"
Eli nods slightly, "Only if it's okay with you."
I smile and nod, resting Thomas in between me and my wonderful husband, "I love you Eli," and I kiss him, "I love you little Thomas." And I kiss his forehead.
Eli kisses my lips one time quickly, "We both love you too Clare. Goodnight."
