Baby Grey… Already?
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Chapter 21 – Arguing Kickers
KPOV
I really feel bad about the other night. I never should have made Ana cry. Just seeing Mia have her arms around my best friend angers the shit out of me. I don't even know why. Ana is MY best friend, not Mia's. I don't know what's causing them to be so good friends with each other. I don't understand. When Ana first met Mia, she said Mia was too loud for her. What's suddenly got them so close?
Ana's probably really mad at me right now. I should ring her. Or I might not. "Katie, babe! Ethan's on the phone for you," Elliot calls. I rush downstairs and grab the home phone from him. I cover the speaker. "You didn't say anything to him, did you?" I growl at Elliot. "I might have said a few things. Nothing he hadn't heard from me in the first place." Elliot says back, smugly. He walks away into his study and shuts the door.
"Hello? Ethan?" I say quietly into the phone. "Hey sis," he calls back. "How are you? How's you and Lily?" I ask as quiet as possible. I'm worried Elliot might hear me talking to Ethan about Lily. "Oh, she was just a quick fuck for a while. She was catty and gossipy, everything you wouldn't want in a girl." He sighs. "Oh, I'm so sorry." I say, barely a whisper. "I'm calling to ask for a favour. After Lily, I realised what a dick I was to Mia. I was a total shit after taking her virginity and then cheated on her. I want you to help me ask her if she'd be willing to see me again." I'm gaping, and that's when Elliot walks out of his study. He notices my expression and comes over to me immediately. "What's going on?" He asks me.
I hold up a finger. "Hang on a second, Ethan." I press the phone to my shoulder. "Ethan wants me to ask Mia if she'd be willing to see him again!" I say, shocked. "Christ," Elliot whispers. He holds out his hand for the phone and I give it to him reluctantly. "Listen, you manwhore. In no way are you getting my sister back. You fucked everything up for her, man. She was upset for fucking weeks. Weeks. She's moved on, fuck off and go find another whore to fuck. Don't call unless it's not about Mia." Elliot growls into the phone.
EPOV
"Listen, man. I don't want to cause any trouble, and you don't have to make up lies about Mia being with a guy. If she was with a guy, they'd be in the magazines by now. Don't fuck with me, man. I just want to talk to Mia, maybe even get with her again and treat her right." I growl into the phone. For fuck's sake! Why doesn't he understand that Mia has moved on and she won't want him anymore?
"Ethan, seriously. They haven't made their relationship that public yet, which is why you haven't seen her in magazines. She's with a guy named Austin. She really has moved on. I know you're a good guy and you wanna talk to her, but I doubt she'd want to speak to you, after you treated her like a complete whore and fucked her over." I say calmly. Mia wouldn't want this, especially after seeing her ex-bestfriend with her ex. It was so painful for her. I'm glad she's starting to perk up; Austin is really making her happy.
"Just please, ask her for me. Just tell me if she wants to talk or not in a text. She's blocked me on everything and she has every right to, but I just wanna talk okay? I'm sorry about what happened. I don't know what came over me. I didn't think she was experienced enough for me to go out with her. I feel bad, man. I'm a good guy, really. I don't treat my women like this. I'm sorry for treating her like that, man. Really." Ethan is properly sincere about this and I don't know what I should do. I could just say no in the text, or I could actually ask her.
"Yeah man, sure. Apology accepted, but I doubt you'll get past Christian with that sort of apology. And Mia too. She got hurt man, really hurt. I'll ask her for you. Promise, man. Speak soon. Bye." I hang up and Kate is just sat there, gaping at me. She rests her head in her hands and her elbows on her knees.
"Babe," I admonish. "What's wrong?" She sniffs, clearly trying not to cry. "I don't know why he did this! He's a good guy, really. He always has been. I don't understand!" I rub her back. "Babe, I'm sure he didn't mean it." I'm trying not to sound offensive to her brother. "He hurt Mia bad. I don't know if I should let him see her or not. He was a total shit." Kate immediately sits up and glares at me. "Don't go and blame it all on him! Your sweet innocent sister must have done something wrong to upset my brother!" I feel my anger bubbling up, but I push it down. "Don't start with me, Kate." I say calmly and sternly. "Don't start? Don't start?! My brother cheated on your bitch of a sister probably because she did something to upset him! Your sister isn't as perfect as you think, Elliot Grey!"
My eyes widen and I am very angry now. "Kate, you don't call my sister a bitch. Apologise." I say sternly. She just sits still and crosses her arms. No one calls my sister a bitch. "Your sister is a bitch. She's also a whore, a slut, and a slag for throwing herself all over her perfect boyfriend. She's a bitch for taking my best friend, a bitch for upsetting my brother which led him to his final resort! She's a bitch, just because she is!" Kate yells. "Fucking hell, Kate. You don't speak about my family that way!" I shout back at her, standing up. She stands up too. "It's all about your family, isn't it? Never about mine!" She shouts. She is so jealous of everything lately. I don't understand why. "Fuck!" I shout, leaving the room. I've changed into my running clothes.
I go back into the sitting room, grabbing my phone, wallet and keys. "Where are you going?!" Kate bursts, suddenly panicking. "For a run." I say simply, and I leave the house. I go for the track I always run when I'm stressed and run around it for about an hour. How could my own fiancé call my sister a bitch, whore, slag and slut? Why would she do that? Why is she so jealous? Has this got Ana to do with? What did Mia do wrong? When I return to the house, Kate is in the kitchen, cooking. When she hears me come in she quickly walks over to me. "Elliot," she admonishes, putting her hand on my shoulder. I take her hand and remove it from my shoulder. She gapes at me. "Don't. Need space to think." I say sternly, heading for the shower. When I walk into the bathroom I can hear Kate sobbing. It breaks my heart.
APOV – 19 weeks
I'm getting so tired all the time and it's exhausting. I swear, sleeping makes me tired. "Ana, did you hear what I said?" Christian asks me. "No, I was drifting off, I'm sorry." My back is against his chest in the TV room and a film's playing but we're not watching it. "You're tired, baby," he says. "I know I am. I can't sleep too early though, or else I'll wake up early and be tired." He strokes my hair. "I hate this, you know. All this suffering of symptoms you have to go through and I can't do anything about it." Christian says quietly to me. "Christian, I'm fine. I really am. I'm just tired, and I throw up, and I'm hungry and I pee loads and I get heartburn and I get really emotional, I'm too tired to have sex. Really, I'm worried about you."
He kisses my hair and wraps his arm tighter around me. "You don't need to be worried about me. I'm fine, Ana. I'm worried about you the most." He kisses my forehead and rubs my tummy. I groan. "What's wrong?" he asks me frantically. "I have to pee, again!" I complain, irritated and annoyed. He pushes me up. "Go pee," he orders. I leave the room and I'm literally gone for 30 seconds and I'm back. "That was quick!" he exclaims. "It was barely anything, but I felt like I really needed to pee." I say, scowling. He bursts into laughter. "Do you want to try peeing every 10 minutes?" I snap. He nuzzles my neck. "I'm sorry," he whispers. "That wasn't considerate." I sigh. "I'm sorry for snapping. It's just, it's all getting a bit much and annoying for me to take now." I sigh again.
"I know, and I wish I could take it all away. Everything is going to be good around here for now. The nursery's done at the big house, and our things are gonna get moved, on Wednesday. We'll have to start packing soon. Of course people will be hired to help pack up." I nod and snuggle on his chest. "Am I too heavy?" I ask. He shakes his head. "You're perfect." Christian confirms. I kiss his lips hard. It's lovely when he says things like that to comfort me. He's so perfect and special to me. He takes such care of me and he takes everything I do into account. He's always thinking about how safe I am, how happy I am. He'd do anything for me. Suddenly I have tears rolling down my face.
He's relaxed and laying down on the couch whilst I'm silently crying into his chest. He jolts a little and sits up slightly to look down at me. "Are you crying? What's wrong, baby?" I sniff quietly. "I didn't mean to start crying, I'm sorry," I say quietly. "You have nothing to be sorry for. Why are you crying?" I sniff again. "I was just thinking about how you always take care of me, and make sure that I'm safe. I love you for that. You're so special to me, Christian. Never forget that. I love you," I say cuddling close to him.
"Baby, you don't have to cry," he says, kissing my head and holding me close. "I just love you, so much," I say gripping at his shirt. "I'm here, I'll never leave you. I'm here," Christian croons. "I love you too, honey." He says. I sit up and so does he. I immediately grab his face and kiss him hard. "Mmm," he moans. "I love your kisses. They're mine," I moan into his mouth. "I'm yours Ana. You own me. I worship you at your feet, you're my goddess," he says. I'm feverishly hot for him, gripping at his biceps, our tongues entwining. "You're my god," I say, smirking at him. "I'm taking you to bed. Now." He demands, carrying me into our bedroom.
KPOV
I've really upset Elliot. I know his family means everything to him. I was a total bitch and I've really upset him. He's mad at me, I know he is. He isn't showing it though. I feel terrible. I shouldn't have gone so far. I think I feel jealous of Mia and Ana because I'm feeling a little bit left out. I want to please Elliot but I don't think I'm doing a very good job. I started crying as soon as Elliot got into the shower. He's been in the shower for a while and I'm still cooking dinner. I feel my eyes are all puffy, and my face. I don't really care. I have to cook something. I put some salmon steaks in the oven with herby oil. I'll pour some soy sauce on the top after, serving it with some rice and a small salad.
As I'm sorting out the plates I feel big strong arms around my waist. I turn in them and I look at Elliot. "Elliot, I'm-" he holds a finger to my lips. "I know you've been feeling left out. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that and left to run like that. I should have stayed to speak to you. It was wrong for me to do that. It's just that, Mia means the fucking world to me. I was devastated when I saw Mia all upset and depressed when I found out what Ethan did to her. I'm sorry." He says to me. Tears are running down my face and he's wiping them away with his thumbs. "Don't cry." He says softly, begging. "Elliot, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said anything like that about Mia. I don't know why I've become so jealous lately. Seeing Mia and Ana bond over her pregnancy and boy issues has been hard on me. I want to please you, Elliot. I don't think I'm doing very well." I gasp between sobs. I'm sobbing so hard now, into his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," I repeat over and over. "Kate, you have to calm down for me. Please," I try and stop crying but I can't. "You don't understand, I want to please you so bad. I want to be pregnant so you can be happy just like Christian and Ana are. I know how bad you want to have a child, and it's not happening! It's not happening," I cry. Elliot is gaping at me.
"Kate, please don't cry. This isn't about me wanting a baby. You please me all the time, babe." My sobs are easing. "Having a baby isn't the most important thing that should be happening right now." I look at him. "It isn't?" I ask him. He shakes his head. "No, darling. Right now, we should just focus on us." I look at him again. He nods at me. "I'm sorry for calling Mia a bitch. She isn't one. She really isn't. I don't know why I got all jealous. I was feeling left out, and stressed at work. They keep asking me to do stories on Christian and Ana, and I refused." Elliot sighs. "You should just quit, Kate. I can provide for both of us. If you're not happy at your job, you should leave." Elliot suggests. I shake my head. "This is my dream job, Elliot. If it means risking my job, I'll keep doing it until I get fired. And when I get fired, I can find another job someplace else." He kisses me gently.
"I have to finish making dinner. Will you set the table?" I ask him. He nods.
CPOV
"Christian!" Ana calls out as she rides out her orgasm. "Fuck!" I shout as I explode inside of her. I roll off of her and cuddle her close. She's still panting from her orgasm, as am I. "Jesus," she curses. "Tell me about it. You're perfect, Ana. So perfect." She smiles and then struggles to sit up. I push her up. She frowns, sits then wiggles a bit. "What's wrong?" I ask her. She waits a while. "I feel nauseous." She says. She sits and waits a while. "I think I'm good." She says, snuggling back into my chest.
I kiss her chest and her breasts. She doesn't flinch. "Did you get over your breast pain?" I ask her. She nods slightly. "Sometimes they're tender and other times they're fine. It's 50/50." She says. She smirks. "Every pun intended," she giggles. I pepper her face with kisses and she bursts into laughter. "I want pasta for dinner." I demand. "You'll get what you want. Let's have a quiet night in. Tomorrow your clothes will be packed but I'll make sure you'll have pyjamas, underwear and clothes for the rest of the days." She smiles shyly at me. "There you go again! I love you so much," Ana is trying to get as close to me as possible. "I love you more, baby," I hold her close to me, skin to skin. "I don't know how to repay you," she whispers.
"You're repaying me, Ana. You always have been. I could never thank you more for what you've done for me. I can touch. I can love. Ana, I love you. You're giving me a baby. You're suffering all this for our flesh and blood. Please, don't ever think you need to repay me. You've done enough," I say to her. I bring her into my embrace and she's kissing my chest. I kiss her forehead. "I love you, and everything you've just said, but I think I'm going to be sick," she moans. She gets out of bed, whipping on her robe and running straight to the bathroom. I follow her, putting my boxers on. She's leant over the toilet, retching and heaving. She throws up finally and I rub her back, holding back her hair. She finishes up a lot quicker than she's ever done and quickly rinses her mouth.
"I'm so sorry," I say into her hair as I cradle her in the bathroom. "What for? You haven't done anything wrong." She reassures me. "I got you pregnant." She slaps my chest. "Christian Grey! Stop this shit now. You might have got me pregnant, but you don't need to be sorry for it. I want to feel every bit of it. No epidural during birth." My eyes widen. "Ana, I don't want to be sitting there, watching you in pain." She sighs. "That's the whole point of it. I want to feel every bit of it. It won't be real if I don't." I sigh and I pull her into me. "Christ, Ana. You're so brave. You always are. I love you." She's gone rigid. "Ana?" I call. I'm worried now. "Ana? Ana!" I shake her shoulders. "Stop!" she shouts. She's still rigid.
"What's the matter?" I ask her. She's not talking. "He's… He's kicking." She whispers. "What?" I ask her. "He's kicking." She confirms. I put my hand on her tummy and I feel a tiny kick. It's barely anything, almost the same as the little rolling bubbly feel when I first felt him move. "He's kicking, I can feel it." Ana whispers. Her breaths aren't even and she has tears in her eyes. Her hands roam over her tummy. Her arms wrap around my neck. "Thank you." She whispers.
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