We both made our way out. Clarissa and I took our time in moving slowly. She had a soft drink in her hand. It's not normally her. She usually had some alcohol with the others… maybe she's on her period?
'Wow, Uncle Christian is being pretty hard on you.' She commented as we took a seat in grandma's garden.
'Yeah…I kind of do deserve it Clar… I did ditch him, lie to him, deceive him and ditched our security team.' I smirked. '… wow… saying it all at ones, I truly did pull out all strings!'
'How did you manage?' She asked in surprise… she knew how up tight and overprotective my father is.
'Honestly I don't know!' I replied.
'You look awful Sera…' She continued as she took a sip from her coke.
'Thanks!' I replied quite hurt.
'Don't take it personal… but you look skin and bones… everybody stared at you when you took your coat off.'
'Oh come on… I'm no where there Clarissa…'
'My father said you fainted last time…' She said as she turned to me.
'It was nothing… just low blood glucose level.'
'You should talk to somebody. I have a gut wrenching sensation especially with these hormones.' She replied.
'Hormones?' I asked confused, while I drowned my glass of water.
'Um… well… I'm kind of pregnant…' She replied. The news took me off guard, and all of a sudden I spit the water out. 'You don't need to give me a shower Sera!' she continued while she dried her arm with a tissue.
'What? How? When?'
'The how… well… I had sex… the when… two and a half months ago. The what… I don't know.' She replied as she drowned her coke and placed both our glasses safely on the floor.
'How did Aunt Kate and Uncle Elliot take the news?'
'I haven't told them as yet…'
'Who's the father?'
'My boyfriend…' She confessed.
'Did you tell him?'
'Yes…'
'…and?'
'He said that he wants this kid… and we'll raise him together.'
'You're having a boy?' I smiled as I hugged her.
'Yes… and there's another thing…'
'Don't tell me you're having twins.' I asked almost scared.
She laughed at my reaction. 'No… no… not twins… but I'm thinking on dropping out from school.'
'Are you nuts?'
'Somebody has to take care of the baby!'
'…and what about your parents?'
'Well, when I tell them, they're going to be mad… then angry… some cursing… then dad will get angrier, mum will calm him down… and we end up saying 'no matter what happens we'll always support you and help you.'
'I wish my parents were like that.' I replied sadly. '…but don't you think that dropping out of school is too much?'
'What am I supposed to do?'
'Day care? Kindergarden schools? A nanny?'
'Do I have the money for that?'
'Mhmmm… right… maybe your parents will help you out…'
'I hope so.'
'I don't know what to tell you…' I replied back.
'What are you due?'
'In September…'
'When do you think you'll tell them?'
'Next week… maybe…'
'The earlier you tell them the earlier you can get rid of this.'
'What about you?' She asked.
'Are you going to use that advice yourself?' She asked while I remained in silence…
'I think we should better get back in… besides, I'm freezing…' I replied as I got up and made my way back to the living room.
Time flew by, and I spent my evening with the kids. I enjoyed their company and they enjoyed mine. I looked over to my parents, and went to join them later. Flynn had joined the conversation with both families. Aunt Mia, on the other hand, was talking to Clarissa, I guess she told her… from the look I saw on her face.
'So, when do you return to school Sera?' Aunt Kate asked.
'7th January… and I really don't feel like going!' I replied. 'Holidays are so great! Time, sleep, Relaxing, Studying, time to read, write, dancing…'
'Sounds quite exciting.' Uncle Elliot replied.
'Yeah it does.' I replied while I fell into quiet mode again, letting the adults converse between them. The kids came back beside me, and joined us. We remained into our conversation. They had such imaginations… I learned that the bogey man under the bed is afraid of tomato sauce, ghosts are afraid of scary monkeys and if you eat chocolate you'll become very tall.
I loved their theories… I wish I was still their age… but at least, today my parents seem better. I looked at them, and I smiled… for once, I saw my father produce a true smile.
'You smiled…' I said out of the blues, while all of them looked at me.
'What?' He replied sternly.
'I said you smiled daddy.' I repeated.
'Yeah… not because of you for sure.'
'Christian!' mum scolded.
'It's fine mum…' I replied as I sat the young ones on the ground and made my way to the bathroom. Why was he still being hard on me? All I said was that he smiled… did I say something wrong?
I looked towards the ceiling, and prayed hard. 'Please God, give me a sign on what to do! Please! I beg you! Please, listen to me! Or are you going to turn a deaf ear to me too?'
'God always hears you sweet heart…' Grandma Grace replied. 'Hey, don't cry honey… you know how Christian is… just give him more time.'
'More time? How much longer do I have to give him? I'm giving up…' I replied.
'Don't sweetie… It's the worst thing you can do…'
'Grandma, can I stay here tonight please? I don't want to go home… Just for tonight… please.' I begged her.
'Sweet heart you can stay here how much you want… my home is always open for you dear!' She replied as she hugged me tight.
'Christian, come with me.' Elliot said, as he moved to the corridor. 'What do you think you're doing?'
'What do you mean?' He asked him giving the stern look.
'Don't fucking play dumb with me Christian! Have you looked at your daughter lately? She looks sick… she's skin and bones, and you're still fucking holding on the fact that she went to the club?'
'Don't tell me how to raise my daughter Elliot, she's not yours.'
'Neither yours Christian! And at the rate you're going she won't be nobody's… she'll be in a coffin.'
'Don't you fucking dare tell me how I'm doing with my parenting skills.' Dad replied as he started to make his way out, but Uncle Elliot didn't allow him, he stopped him and pinned him to the wall.
'Either you're going to talk to her and settle things down, or I'm calling social services myself… I'll take her in my own custody if the need be.'
'Get off me Elliot!' Dad hissed, while Grandma Grace went in the see what all the racket was.
'What are you two doing here?' She asked as dad re-arranged his tie.
'Nothing mum… just discussing things.' Elliot answered.
'Get back inside… your wives are looking for you.'
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