Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Daria, although one
day...wishful thinking.
The New Addition
Chapter 2
When she arrived she knocked and to her surprise Trent answered the door a few seconds later.
"Hey Daria," he greeted her, bending down and giving her a quick kiss on the forehead, "What's up? Janey said you sounded upset on the phone."
"That's an understatement," she muttered, "ah, can we talk? Alone?"
"Don't worry, Jane's upstairs painting. She said that she'd just let us talk. So what's bothering you?" Trent saw the slight look of distress that crossed her face and, putting an arm around her shoulders, led her to the couch to sit and talk.
When they were seated Daria began, "Trent, you remember how, about a month ago we, slept together?"
"Yes, of course I do. Like I'd forget!" he gave her a slightly goofy grin before the look on her face turned him serious once more.
"Well, ok, umm, God. How do I say this? Look Trent, I'm at a loss here, so I'll out it buntly. Sorry for saying it like this but," She paused and looked away from Trent before looking back at him, "I'm pregnant." At Trent's lack of response other than the look of shock on his face, Daria almost burst into tears right then and there.
"Oh God," he finally let out. Trent looked at Daria and saw that she was on either the verge of tears or bolting out the door, never to return. So he put his arms around he and drew her close to him. "Oh God," he said again. It was the only coherent thing that he could think to utter.
"Oh Trent," Daria whispered into his chest, "I don't know what to do. All I know is that I refuse to get an abortion."
"I agree. Daria, you know I love you right? I mean, I love you."
Daria looked up from his chest, "I love you too Trent."
He could tell that she was aching to cry so he held her tighter to him as he spoke, "Daria, just let it all out, cry, it's alright to cry." Daria buried her face into Trent's chest even harder and began to let out sobs that broke Trent's heart as he listened to her, rocking her gently in his arms and whispering soothing words to her. He was still in too much shock to think beyond that simple act.
As Trent held her he eventually noticed her breathing slow and even out, and her sobs subside. He knew that she had fallen asleep, worn out from crying. He gently lowered her down on the couch and went into the kitchen to think about what she had told him.
Chapter 3
A good hour later Daria woke up, finding herself curled up on the couch of the Lane living room. She sat up and blinked a few times to try and alleviate the aching in her eyes and head from all the crying she had been doing.
'Wait a sec,' she thought, 'me, crying? Why the Hell was I...' and then she remembered. It came crashing down on her like a tidal wave. "Shit," she moaned. In her mind, she debated whether or not she should just curl up in a ball and pray it's all a dream and she'll be waking up soon, or if she should go and see if Trent was still around, or if he had run off to Mexico yet. Sighing she decided upon the latter, much as she'd have liked to do the former. She got up from her position on the couch and made her way into the kitchen to check if Trent was in there.
He was.
Trent was seated at the table, holding his head in his hands. Cautiously Daria approached him, laying a hand gently on his shoulder. Trent looked up at her with unshed tears in his eyes Daria nearly broke down once more at the site of him, but, she somehow managed to hold herself together.
"Daria, I've been thinking," he was still looking at her like that, it was all she could do to keep her composure, "and, you know, this might not be such a bad thing."
"Trent," she said as calmly as was possible, "I'm 16 and you're 20, how can thins be good? Lawfully we shouldn't even be together and most definitely should not be sleeping together and I most definitely should not be pregnant!" as she spoke she had slowly begun to let her composure slip, it really was very difficult to stay calm, when at the age of 16, your boyfriend is telling you that it might be a good thing that you got pregnant. Never the less, she got control once more as Trent began to speak.
"Look Daria, I already know all that stuff. I never should have asked you out, or slept with you," he paused at the look of hurt darkening Daria's features, "Oh God, I didn't mean that the way it sounded Daria."
"I know Trent, just, go on."
"Alright, well as I was saying, I know that we shouldn't be doing those things, the age difference and all, but the fact of the matter is, we did, and I love you. Yeah, you're pregnant, so what? I'm not about to desert you because of it. Mystik Spiral isn't going anywhere, not really, and as much as I'd like to make it big, we never will, besides I can get a job and still play at the Zen and McGrundy's on weekends. We can make this work, it's gonna be ok. I know it," he smiled at her and grasped her hand, she was still standing behind his chair, but now Trent stood, pulled her to him and sat once more with Daria on his lap. She smiled up at him just slightly but it was more than her usual deadpan expression or her Mona Lisa smirk. Trent smiled back at her and Daria threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, making a very valiant attempt not to break down in tears again. After a few moments she regained her composure, but didn't release her hold on Trent.
Eventually Trent pulled her back a little so he could look at her and spoke once more. "Daria, have you told anyone else yet?"
She shook her head in the negative, "No, I thought you should know first. My parents are out of town, Quinn's at one of the fashion fiends houses, thankfully, so I had time alone to do the test." She looked down for a moment, then looked back up and into his eyes. "Um, do you want to tell Jane yet? I mean, she is your sister, and my best and only friend, hell if you weren't the father I think I would have already told her. Besides, I think I need to talk to another girl about this...one who's not gonna scream at me, or disown me...I hope."
Trent nodded his head in sympathy, he knew she would have a hell of a lot of trouble from Helen and Jake Morgendorffer. His parents on the other hand, well the baby could be born by the time he next saw them. Not that they'd notice, or care anyway. Amanda was always off at some art colony or another, and Vincent was in Europe somewhere getting photo's for some project or another. He couldn't even talk to one of his other siblings, bar Jane. Wind was too busy trying to hold onto his marriage with Kati...or was it someone else these days? No matter. Penny was off making her "hand crafted tin picture frames" on that disaster in waiting of a volcanic island, and Summer was probably trying to find out where her kids had run away to this time.
At least he had Daria.
Daria noticed the far off look in his eyes and realized that he was lost in his thoughts. She decided that she had better check once more before telling Jane herself. "Trent?" He shook his head and looked at her. "Do you mind if I tell Jane? Or do you want to do it?" She was about to continue talking when Trent put a finger to her lips to silence her.
"Shh, Daria. I think we should tell her together. She must be working on a painting or something or she would have interrupted us by now."
"Yeah you're right," Daria agreed, she had actually wondered how long it would take before Jane came in.
The couple stood up and Trent wrapped an arm around Daria's slight frame, grasping her hand with his free hand.
"You ready?" He asked her.
She nodded yes, took a deep breath and then, together they headed upstairs to confront Jane with the news.
TBC...
Authors Note: I am soo sorry that I have taken so long to update. I've had a few reviews lately which kinda made me update. There is more written but it's not all typed yet. I'll aim to update once a week, but no promises. Sorry it's so short too I'll try to fix that next update, but I don't have much time for this lately, too much school work, it all catches up with me and I run out of time for this sort of thing. And thanks to all those who reviewed, good to know somebody's reading. RW
The New Addition
Chapter 2
When she arrived she knocked and to her surprise Trent answered the door a few seconds later.
"Hey Daria," he greeted her, bending down and giving her a quick kiss on the forehead, "What's up? Janey said you sounded upset on the phone."
"That's an understatement," she muttered, "ah, can we talk? Alone?"
"Don't worry, Jane's upstairs painting. She said that she'd just let us talk. So what's bothering you?" Trent saw the slight look of distress that crossed her face and, putting an arm around her shoulders, led her to the couch to sit and talk.
When they were seated Daria began, "Trent, you remember how, about a month ago we, slept together?"
"Yes, of course I do. Like I'd forget!" he gave her a slightly goofy grin before the look on her face turned him serious once more.
"Well, ok, umm, God. How do I say this? Look Trent, I'm at a loss here, so I'll out it buntly. Sorry for saying it like this but," She paused and looked away from Trent before looking back at him, "I'm pregnant." At Trent's lack of response other than the look of shock on his face, Daria almost burst into tears right then and there.
"Oh God," he finally let out. Trent looked at Daria and saw that she was on either the verge of tears or bolting out the door, never to return. So he put his arms around he and drew her close to him. "Oh God," he said again. It was the only coherent thing that he could think to utter.
"Oh Trent," Daria whispered into his chest, "I don't know what to do. All I know is that I refuse to get an abortion."
"I agree. Daria, you know I love you right? I mean, I love you."
Daria looked up from his chest, "I love you too Trent."
He could tell that she was aching to cry so he held her tighter to him as he spoke, "Daria, just let it all out, cry, it's alright to cry." Daria buried her face into Trent's chest even harder and began to let out sobs that broke Trent's heart as he listened to her, rocking her gently in his arms and whispering soothing words to her. He was still in too much shock to think beyond that simple act.
As Trent held her he eventually noticed her breathing slow and even out, and her sobs subside. He knew that she had fallen asleep, worn out from crying. He gently lowered her down on the couch and went into the kitchen to think about what she had told him.
Chapter 3
A good hour later Daria woke up, finding herself curled up on the couch of the Lane living room. She sat up and blinked a few times to try and alleviate the aching in her eyes and head from all the crying she had been doing.
'Wait a sec,' she thought, 'me, crying? Why the Hell was I...' and then she remembered. It came crashing down on her like a tidal wave. "Shit," she moaned. In her mind, she debated whether or not she should just curl up in a ball and pray it's all a dream and she'll be waking up soon, or if she should go and see if Trent was still around, or if he had run off to Mexico yet. Sighing she decided upon the latter, much as she'd have liked to do the former. She got up from her position on the couch and made her way into the kitchen to check if Trent was in there.
He was.
Trent was seated at the table, holding his head in his hands. Cautiously Daria approached him, laying a hand gently on his shoulder. Trent looked up at her with unshed tears in his eyes Daria nearly broke down once more at the site of him, but, she somehow managed to hold herself together.
"Daria, I've been thinking," he was still looking at her like that, it was all she could do to keep her composure, "and, you know, this might not be such a bad thing."
"Trent," she said as calmly as was possible, "I'm 16 and you're 20, how can thins be good? Lawfully we shouldn't even be together and most definitely should not be sleeping together and I most definitely should not be pregnant!" as she spoke she had slowly begun to let her composure slip, it really was very difficult to stay calm, when at the age of 16, your boyfriend is telling you that it might be a good thing that you got pregnant. Never the less, she got control once more as Trent began to speak.
"Look Daria, I already know all that stuff. I never should have asked you out, or slept with you," he paused at the look of hurt darkening Daria's features, "Oh God, I didn't mean that the way it sounded Daria."
"I know Trent, just, go on."
"Alright, well as I was saying, I know that we shouldn't be doing those things, the age difference and all, but the fact of the matter is, we did, and I love you. Yeah, you're pregnant, so what? I'm not about to desert you because of it. Mystik Spiral isn't going anywhere, not really, and as much as I'd like to make it big, we never will, besides I can get a job and still play at the Zen and McGrundy's on weekends. We can make this work, it's gonna be ok. I know it," he smiled at her and grasped her hand, she was still standing behind his chair, but now Trent stood, pulled her to him and sat once more with Daria on his lap. She smiled up at him just slightly but it was more than her usual deadpan expression or her Mona Lisa smirk. Trent smiled back at her and Daria threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, making a very valiant attempt not to break down in tears again. After a few moments she regained her composure, but didn't release her hold on Trent.
Eventually Trent pulled her back a little so he could look at her and spoke once more. "Daria, have you told anyone else yet?"
She shook her head in the negative, "No, I thought you should know first. My parents are out of town, Quinn's at one of the fashion fiends houses, thankfully, so I had time alone to do the test." She looked down for a moment, then looked back up and into his eyes. "Um, do you want to tell Jane yet? I mean, she is your sister, and my best and only friend, hell if you weren't the father I think I would have already told her. Besides, I think I need to talk to another girl about this...one who's not gonna scream at me, or disown me...I hope."
Trent nodded his head in sympathy, he knew she would have a hell of a lot of trouble from Helen and Jake Morgendorffer. His parents on the other hand, well the baby could be born by the time he next saw them. Not that they'd notice, or care anyway. Amanda was always off at some art colony or another, and Vincent was in Europe somewhere getting photo's for some project or another. He couldn't even talk to one of his other siblings, bar Jane. Wind was too busy trying to hold onto his marriage with Kati...or was it someone else these days? No matter. Penny was off making her "hand crafted tin picture frames" on that disaster in waiting of a volcanic island, and Summer was probably trying to find out where her kids had run away to this time.
At least he had Daria.
Daria noticed the far off look in his eyes and realized that he was lost in his thoughts. She decided that she had better check once more before telling Jane herself. "Trent?" He shook his head and looked at her. "Do you mind if I tell Jane? Or do you want to do it?" She was about to continue talking when Trent put a finger to her lips to silence her.
"Shh, Daria. I think we should tell her together. She must be working on a painting or something or she would have interrupted us by now."
"Yeah you're right," Daria agreed, she had actually wondered how long it would take before Jane came in.
The couple stood up and Trent wrapped an arm around Daria's slight frame, grasping her hand with his free hand.
"You ready?" He asked her.
She nodded yes, took a deep breath and then, together they headed upstairs to confront Jane with the news.
TBC...
Authors Note: I am soo sorry that I have taken so long to update. I've had a few reviews lately which kinda made me update. There is more written but it's not all typed yet. I'll aim to update once a week, but no promises. Sorry it's so short too I'll try to fix that next update, but I don't have much time for this lately, too much school work, it all catches up with me and I run out of time for this sort of thing. And thanks to all those who reviewed, good to know somebody's reading. RW