So sorry for the long wait, had to re-write this chapter because I accidently deleted the other one, lucking I knew pretty much what was going to happen so it's alright … I think. Hope you enjoy and thanks for the reviews :D Love you all for reading. Disclaimer – I do not own Harvest Moon or any of its characters x Enjoy!
Chapter 28 – Vaughn's P.O.V
I ran, ran out of the diner, and didn't stop running till I reached the top of the cliff. The stars shone down and the moon lit the sky, it could have been such a perfect night. No breeze, just a gentle warm gush of air that popped up every now and then. I walked to the edge of the cliff before sitting down and swinging my legs over the edge. I tried to focus my mind of something but all that seemed to swarm my head was the gentle voice of Chelsea. Placing my head into my hands I closed my eyes, Why the fuck did I have to mess everything up? Angrily I picked up a rock and threw it into the distance, not looking where it landed. How could Chelsea be pregnant? Well I know how but why did she have to be? And now I was giving them up to be someone else's kid because I was being a frickin' gentleman. I didn't know how to look after a little 'un. I didn't know how to be a dad considering that I didn't really have one myself. What if Skye was right? What if I was like dad and I just didn't realise? I threw another rock before placing my head in my hands again. And now Chelsea was marring another man, all because of me. I rubbed my face and my hands came back wet. Was I crying? Damn it Vaughn you're a fucking man, don't cry. But the more questions that flew themselves around my head, the more my eyes began to hurt. Now I'd lost Chelsea, the only person who I'd actually ever loved, and knowing that she loved me too only made it harder. I let out an angry sigh before slouching and staring off into the distance. The stars danced around the sky like bright flames, sauntering around in the dark.
A cool hand suddenly pressed on my back making me jump slightly. I turned around to see Sabrina stood in front of me. Her glasses reflected the moonlight behind me.
"I just w-wanted to make sure you're alright? You s-sort of ran out on our date…" She stuttered. First of all it wasn't a date, it was supposed to be a business meeting and secondly, why the fuck would you care what was the matter with me?
"I'm fine" I grumbled before turning back to look into the distance. She sighed quietly before taking a seat next to me and dangling her legs over the edge like mine. I frowned before ever so slightly moving an inch away from her; clearly she didn't understand the meaning of personal space.
"Is it because of Chelsea?" She asked, her tone less soft and more accusing. I didn't reply, I just continued to stare at the crescent moon which held high in the sky. She sighed before leaning over and resting her head on my shoulder. What the fuck was with this girl?
"Because if it is then you're a fool" She said smugly. I turned to face her and tried to focus on her face. Because she had black hair and bleach white skin it made her look ghostly, almost like a phantom.
"Excuse me?" I asked, my voice now raised and I burned my eyes into her face. Her purple eyes glared back as she suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my lips onto hers.
"Sabrina?" A voice asked from behind us. I pulled her off and turned to face Mark who's face was scrunched up into a ball. I stood up and stepped back two meters away from the black haired weirdo. Mark suddenly took flight and ran back down the hill. I turned back to face Sabrina who was now looking hurt.
"Vaughn …" She began, looking at me with puppy dog eyes. Anger rose inside of me as she took a step closer to me.
"Don't" I murmured before turning to head back down the hill. I had to get back home, before that prick mark told everyone that me and Sabrina were kissing. Utter bullshit.
"We're meant to be together Vaughn, I'll make you see that" She called after me. I shivered before turning my slightly quickened pace into a run. Everything just got better and better in each moment that passed. Why did my life have to be so fucking complicated?
As soon as I reached the shop door I flung it open and locked it behind me. Mirabelle turned her attention to me and looked sympathetic as Julia screamed down the phone.
"Oh my god Chelsea, you're serious? Of course I'll be bridesmaid, don't be silly. I love you, bye" She put her phone down on the table before squealing and turning around, hugging Mirabelle.
"Mum Chelsea's getting married!" She laughed excitedly before doing some weird hoky-kokey dance. Mirabelle chuckled but only half-heartedly. I pushed my way past them before opening my bedroom door and flinging myself inside. I took a seat on the end of my bed just as Julia's voice rang down from the corridor.
"What's the matter with him?" She asked. I growled under my breath before placing my head in my hands once again. Julia's voice soon settled down as the volume of the T.V increased. I threw myself down on my bed and rested my head onto the pillow. Everything was traveling past so fast it was too hard to keep up anymore. A tiny tap on my bedroom door pulled me out of the little trance I'd set myself in. Mirabelle walked in and took a seat in the desk chair opposite me. I groaned before rolling onto my side to look at her. My eyes felt red from the salt water, I felt like a frickin' prick.
"So they're getting married?" She asked looking at me. I nodded slowly, not really having the energy to do anything else. She closed her eyes slightly like she was trying to understand what I was going through, truth was she had no idea.
"I told her to marry him …" I said, staring off into the distance. Not really focusing on anything. Mirabelle furrowed her eyebrows together before looking down at me.
"Why? I thought you …" She trailed off into concentration. I sighed again before rolling onto my back to look up at the ceiling.
"I couldn't ever be the man she needed" I muttered as I counted the little bumps on my ceiling. She sighed before resting a hand on my arm.
"Vaughn … you shouldn-" She began but I cut in.
"And she's pregnant …" I said in a hushed voice so that no one else could hear. Not that anyone could hear over the T.V but just in case my room was bugged, probably likely to be wired by Sabrina.
"What?" She asked staring at me in disbelief. I turned my head to look at her.
"Chelsea's having a baby … she's having my baby …" I replied. Her hand ran to her mouth in shock. Her eyes widened as she looked at me.
"Are you sure?" She asked, still staring at me in disbelief.
"I'm the only person she's slept with …" I sat up in bed so that I could look at her properly, look at her reactions. My face was cold and hard, no emotion flew through it as she reached in to hug me. I rested my head on her shoulder as she squeezed me tightly.
"I love her Mirabelle …" I whispered, low enough so my voice didn't have the chance to wobble. She sighed before stroking the back of my head.
"Honey if you don't fight for her you won't win her" She soothed before pulling away and looking at me. I didn't have to fight for her; I couldn't give her a good life. And that's why I had to give her up, to a fucking fisherman.
"Mirabelle, I gave her up for a reason, I couldn't raise a family …" I muttered, changing my gaze to my hands.
"Vaughn why would you think such a thing like that?" She asked staring at me strangely. I sighed before looking back up at her.
"I saw Skye…" I mumbled, making my voice as low as possible because I wasn't in the mood for a lecture.
"Skye?! What did he say?" She asked furrowing her eyebrows together.
"That I remind him of dad …" I replied in a muttered voice.
"Vaughn you should know better than to listen to that boy, you will never be the man that your father was. Do you know why? Because you're not an alcoholic and you're a gentleman. If you were anything like your dad then you'd already be in prison three times by now …" She smiled looking at me. I bowed my head to stare at the carpet, anywhere but Mirabelle's eyes. I decided it was best I didn't reply, avoid an argument.
"You'll know what to do" She smiled before leaning down to kiss my cheek. Winking, she slowly walked out of the door and closed it behind me. I let my head hit the pillow again before I closed my eyes and slowly let myself drift into unconsciousness.
Chelsea's P.O.V –
Denny's sweaty hand gripped mine as we walked back towards my house. As soon as we were at the front door, I turned around to face my fiancé. His light brown eyes searched mine and were filled with such love which I didn't return.
"I love you Chelsea, you're the one who I want to spend the rest of my life with," He smiled down at me. I laughed awkwardly before leaning in to kiss him to save myself from awkwardly spitting out stitched together words. I pulled away and smiled at him before watching him walk away. Once he was halfway down the path I opened the door and rushed inside. Sliding to the floor I stared at my hand which now had a new sparkly ring on my fourth finger. It felt like a weight, weighing me down like a massive burden. I wanted to start crying, wail until things started to make sense and seemed normal but I couldn't fight the tears that weren't coming. Instead I picked up the phone and dialled Julia's number. I felt like a puppet, like I wasn't in control of my own life any more.
"Hello?" Julia's voice asked on the other end of the line. The mask descended on me and I began my act that everything was perfect.
"Julia? Denny's asked me to marry him and I want you to be my bridesmaid" I said, thrusting excitement into my voice. On the other end Julia screamed and burst my eardrums at the same time.
"Oh my god Chelsea you're serious? Of course I'll be bridesmaid!" She squealed. I laughed emptily but plastered it with a smile.
"You sure?" I asked, already knowing that she wouldn't have it any other way.
"Don't be stupid" She giggled. I smiled weakly before searching around the darkened room.
"Good, I'll see you round Jules" I replied before taking a seat on the sofa. She squealed again before replying.
"Okay I love you, bye" She grinned down the phone before hanging up. I slowly took the phone away from my ear before placing it on the seat next to me. I stared off into the distance; my whole world was crumbling down onto me. Suffocating me in a world which seemed surreal but I knew it was all too real. I was pregnant, engaged to a different man and felt forced into a wedding which should never have even been imagined. I could always leave him, run away. But that's not what Vaughn wanted for me. I knew all he wanted was to give me a chance to build a life for myself and the baby but why did it have to be with a man who I didn't love? The mask that covered my face seemed to grow heavier by the second, dragging my emotions away, only to leave a path of black behind. I stretched out on the sofa and hung my legs off the side. I lifted up my top and stared at my stomach. It looked like normal, just like it always had done. No difference just my plain old stomach except deep inside, a small life grew. Half farmer, half cowboy. There was no way I could pass this off. Soon it would start to grow and I wouldn't have an explanation. I hadn't even frickin' slept with Denny. The dates wouldn't even match up if I did; I was truly and utterly fucked. There was no way I could go through with this, it was stupid. I had to go and see Dr Trent tomorrow and triple check that I defiantly wasn't alone, that a tiny me grew inside. Or a tiny Vaughn, with perfect baby purple eyes and soft silver hair. I started to imagine the possibilities and smiled. As long as I stayed with this baby, I would be fine.
Haha, oh how I hate Sabrina. Okay so this wasn't a very long chapter but I hope you like it none the less. I just wanted to say that I might not post in a while because I'm going on holiday to Gran Canaria for two weeks and we're all getting packed at the moment. Leaving on Monday :D So again I hope you liked it, drop me in a comment and thanks for reading. Adios :P x
