Hey I know it's been a while since I updated. Just been super busy with life and I have ultimate writers block so please bare with my lack of story telling. Took me about a few weeks to finish typing this. Hopefully it's good.
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Mark's POV
Zoey had just told me that Emmie was mine. I sat there as she was flipping through the channels. This was all a blur to me. I don't remember ever sleeping with her but then again, she said I was drunk to the point I couldn't remember. I shook my head and I held my head. This wasn't possible. Then again, I do remember the day after Christmas I had a huge headache and I was naked in my friends house after the party he hosted. It all makes sense now. It's starting to all come to me now. I do remember my lower body hurting me a lot after getting up. I closed my eyes as I tried to remember some more. I remember me inviting her to the party and we drank but she only drank a cup or two while my kendo team kept giving me shots after shots. Then I led Zoey to the bedroom and from there it was just a blur.
"Oh my god…" I looked at her and she just gave me a blank stare. "Z- Zoey I am so sorry" I felt tears forming in my eyes making my vision blurry. "B- but why not tell me?" Tears rolled down my face. "I'm a father!"
"You think it was easy for me? You think I wanted this?" She began to cry, and I didn't know what to do. I just sat there crying myself. It was just silence on occasions there will me a sniffle from either one of us from crying. "I- I didn't tell you because I was scared. I didn't want you to think I was trapping you with this child." She admitted.
"I would still be there for the both of you regardless. I still love you" I cried out. She began to breakdown and this time I went to hug her close to me. We cried together for a while. A few moments of crying I heard Emmie cry. I wiped my tears and went over to her crib and gently picked her up. She looked at me and just stared at me as her cries went away. I sat back on the couch and faced her to me. "Hey Emmie. It's me your daddy" I smiled. Emmie just stared. A part of me was in this little human. She began to cry once more, and I handed her back to her mother. Zoey took her and gave her small bath. I was really happy but scared that I have a child. Now to tell my parents will be the hard part or not telling them at all seemed better. I said my goodnights after she had me give Emmie her bottle. I then headed out the door. I didn't realize how long I was there, but the sky was shifting to the night time sky.
"Hello" I said as I walked inside my house.
"Marky" My mother peeked her head from the kitchen. I walked to the kitchen as I took off my shoes.
"Smells good" I said as I sat down at the kitchen table. I watched her work her mom magic in the kitchen.
"So how was your day?" Mother asked
"It was okay. I saw Zoey today" I looked down at the kitchen table hoping she wouldn't notice my change in mood.
"Zoey? Oh, you mean that very sweet girl you used to date. How is she? You haven't brought her around anymore." She began the questioned. She handed me a plate with a small amount of chips, so I can have something to snack on before dinner. "How is she?"
"S- she good" I fumbled on my words as I was trying to find the right words to use to explain to her.
"Are you okay sweetie? You sound off" She turned to look my way and I shook my head. She then put the pot on low heat and sat across from me. "I am all ears son"
"Well, it's about Zoey" I began, and she nodded. "Remember how I told you she disappeared for a few months then came back recently" She nodded once more. "Well to my surprise and everyone else surprise she had a baby" I looked at my mother who eyes went wide with shock.
"Oh dear. That's no good. How is she holding up?"
"She's holding up as much as she can"
"That sweet girl has her own baby what a shame."
"Y- Yea…"
"How are you taking it? I know she was your first love and all."
"Honestly, I am confused."
"That's understandable. Did she tell you who the father was?"
I felt a chill go down my spine once I heard those words. I'm not even sure if she will believe me if I told her the truth. I simply nodded to her questioned. "Oh dear. I feel bad for the both of them. I wonder who's the father and if he's helping." She added, and I felt a pain in my chest.
"…. Mom"
"Yes Mark?"
"I am the father to Zoey's child" My mom blinked a few times and I sat there as my heart was racing. She just stared at me for a few moments. "M- Mom?"
"Are you sure that baby is yours?" She crossed her arms and I nodded. "Well… I am really surprised at you. I thought I taught you better and how come I didn't know of this grandchild of mine!"
"Because I just found out today…" I sighed "She didn't tell me because she felt bad enough and didn't want to ruin my life as she says. Only reason I found out because I forced her to say it. She only got pregnant because of the stupid Christmas party I went to and got super drunk and I ended up sleeping with her." I blurted out as I put my hands on my face.
"Mark… I- I'm not sure what to say. I wasn't prepared for this"
"Neither was I"
"I'm very disappointed in you" I saw tears coming from her eyes. I knew I messed up big time. I began to cry, and she came over to hug me. "I still love you but right now I am highly disappointed. So, will your father when he hears about this tonight." I just nodded. She sent me to my room to cry it out as she finished up cooking. I went to my room and sat in my bed as I stared at the floor. This cannot be my life. I didn't even bother to change. This news is so fresh into my brain. An hour went by and I was still just sitting there trying to process this whole thing.
"Mark dinner!" My mom called out.
"I'm not hungry" I yelled out as I finally got up and changed into my basketball shorts and a tang top. I laid in bed as I began to close my eyes I heard my phone buzzing. I quickly fish my phone at my bag and see that Zoey was calling me.
"Hello?" I groaned
"H- Hey" She mumbled
"What's up?" I sat up once again
"Just seeing how you are doing"
"I had better days" I admitted
"I'm sorry you had to find out that way." I heard Emmie whine in the background.
"It's fine. It's still a shock to me honestly. I told my mom and she took it the same way I did" I replied
"Oh. Well I have to go. Emmie is being fussy" She replied back
"I'll come by tomorrow, if that is okay" I said with a bit of hope.
"I- I don't think that's a good idea. I have plans tomorrow"
"Like?" I felt suspicious once she said that with hesitation
"Nothing. I have to go. Goodnight" She then hung up which made me question on what she maybe hiding now. I sighed as I put my phone down. I heard a knock come on my door as I was going to get it my parents walk in. My father looked pissed off.
"So, when were you going to tell me?" He crossed his arms and I ran my hand along my face as I inhaled and exhaled deeply.
"Tell you what?" I tried to play it off as if I didn't know what he was talking about. He gave me a look as if he dared me to ask a stupid question like that again. "What did mom tell you exactly?"
"You had a child! When and how?" He began to raise his voice.
"I think we know how it happened dad" I rolled my eyes. My dad and I aren't really the father son duo people think we are. Growing up was hard without him breathing down my throat about my grades and how much of a waste of space I really was. My mom was the one who really cared for me while he was just there in the background and being strict with me.
"Mark!" His face turned red
"Yes, I knocked my ex-girlfriend up. She has my child okay?" I threw my arms in the air feeling defeated.
"You are a disgrace to this family. How dare you knock that innocent girl up" My mom just watched as we argues as she always did. I snickered a bit as I brushed my hand threw my hair. "I can't even look at you!"
"SO, DON'T" I snapped "You never cared anyway. My life never mattered to you anyway. So why give a dam now" I balled up my fits and felt nothing but anger. He was pushing it too far and I just wanted to snap his dam neck.
"I am your father no matter what you say. I can't believe you are just as much of a fuck up then I thought you were" upon hearing those words my fist connected to his face causing him to fall back and hold his face in shock and mom to start crying.
"Mark" She cried out as she went to tend to his dam needs.
"I'm out!" I yelled as I grabbed a bag of clothes, threw my shoes on and grabbed a hoodie. I also took my phone off the charger, placed that in my bag then grabbed my wallet. "I'll be back when things cool down but other than that then bye" I left out of my room and ran downstairs and out the door. I ran until I can run no more. I felt my heart racing and I felt the tears forming in my eyes.
My vision became blurry as I started to slow down my pace. I stopped as I tried to catch my breath and wiped the tears from my eyes. I looked at the night sky and saw a few stars here and there. I began to start walking again and found myself stop again but this time it was at Zoey's house. I didn't question why my feet landed me here, but it must've been a sign. I walked up to the doorsteps and hesitated to knock on the door, but I ended up knocking either way. Zoey opened the door and was shocked that I was here.
"What are you doing here?" She questioned.
"My dad and me got into a fight and I decided to leave until things blow over" I looked in her eyes and she didn't seem sure about something.
"Oh… I'm sorry about that." She replied quietly
"I was going to ask if I can stay the night until it blows over."
"I- I um…" She looked back in the house then nodded and let me in. Seems like she was in the middle of cooking dinner. A bit too late to be cooking but I don't judge. She closed the door behind us and went to the kitchen then came back to see me on the couch. She sat next to me and we just stared at the TV
"Thank you" I started a small convo
"Why were you kicked out?" She questioned
"My dad found out about Emmie and started yelling at me. Not surprised by it, so I lost my temper and punched him" I shrugged my shoulders and she gave me a strange look
"You punched your father?" She gave me a look and I looked back at her. I slowly nodded, and she shook her head in disappointment. "I'm sorry if I'm in the way. I just need to stay here for the night." I sighed.
"I see. You can stay in the guest room then." She said with a very bland tone.
"Are you okay? You seem out of it?"
"Not really. Emmie was being a brat"
"Well she's a baby so." I joked, and she gave me a glare. My stomach began to growl. I forgot that I didn't eat yet. "Hungry?" She questioned as she kept her eyes on the TV
"No, I'll be fine" My stomach answered for me as it growled once more.
"Liar" She stood up and went to the kitchen. I missed the old cheery Zoey. This Zoey is different. She came back out with a plate of freshly cooked food. Shrimp with white rice and corn. I bowed my head and took the food then ate it. Once I was done I got up and cleaned my plate.
"Mark…"
"Yea?" I sat next to her
"Do you want to be in Emmie's life?" I raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I'm only asking so that was she would not be confused in the future about where or who is her father is"
"Of course, I would love to be in my daughter's life. I want you both to be happy. I would do everything in my power to help out." I took her hands in mine.
"You know you don't have to right."
"I want to Zoey. What's with the sudden questioning?"
"I'm still scared. Emmie is a big deal to me. After saving the world I thought I could do whatever I want and be on top, but no. I got knocked up a few months afterwards. Now I have a 2-month-old baby girl who I love. Not saying I hate her I'm surprised that she came out of me but now I can't be free like I want to. It's not easy taking care of a baby." I can see she wanted to break down.
"I- I'm sorry for causing you all of this pain"
"It's alright. I'm just going to be an adult about it and live my life with my baby girl." She pulled her hands away from me. "You've done enough. I don't need your help" She stood up. Those words hit my heart as I watched her walk out the living room. I just sat in the living room as stared at the TV. I just want to make things better. I know she's hurting. I got up and headed to her room and saw her sitting up as she held her pillow between her legs. I walked over to her and I saw the tears rolling down her face. I sat on her bed and she looked up at me. I gave her warm smile but all she did was stare at me with them beautiful eyes of hers. I leaned close to her and she removed the pillow from her legs and watched me leaned close.
"Mark…" She whispered but I placed my finger on her lips.
"Say no more my little strawberry" I whispered back. I leaned my forehead against hers. I saw the blush forming on her face. I then proceed to press my lips against hers. I began to feel heat coming from her as she pressed her lips against mine. I slowly sucked on the bottom of her lip as she let out a soft moan. I felt my heart racing as she let that moan. I deepened the kiss as my tongue found its way inside of her mouth. I felt her body give in as she began lay her body down onto the bed. I found myself on top of her as we continued to kiss. Her lips were so soft. I pinned her arms above her head as I go and suck on her neck. She twitched a few times as my lips went along her neck. As I slipped my hand under her shirt I heard crying. I sighed as I knew that was my que for her to handle business. I got off of her as she got up without a word and left the room. I sighed hard as I laid back onto her bad and looked up at the ceiling.
"Sorry…" I heard coming from the door. I sat up and saw her holding Emmie in her arms. "She likes to wake up around this time." She sat next to me as she fed Emmie her bottle.
"It's fine. A baby's got to eat right?" I smirked
"Yea I guess. Also, since you're here do you mind watching her tomorrow?" She looked at me.
"What's going on tomorrow?" I questioned
"I'm going back to work. I need to make money for us" She replied as she handed me her bottle and burped her.
"I- I don't think I'm good at raising babies"
"It won't be that hard. Trust me. Plus, I have no one else to watch her" She pouted as patted Emmie's back
"I have kendo practice though." I lied
"Oh…" She was disappointed
"But if it means that much to you. I'll see what I can do" Her face lit up. I smiled a bit. After she finished burping Emmie we played with her a bit in her crib until she fell asleep. Once she was asleep we cleaned up the kitchen and put away the food. She turned off the stuff in the living room and we headed to her room.
We talked about school and how it was going for her. She informed me how it was tough to keep an eye on her and on our daughter. Soon enough she fell asleep and I tucked her in then went to Emmie's room and looked at my baby in her crib. I still could not believe that she was mine. She does look like me but then again, she look more like Zoey. I sighed with joy this time as I walked out and went to the guest room and fell asleep. Hopefully things get better from here.
Zoey's POV
My alarm went off at 7am as I hoped it would. I sat up in bed and stretched my body. I then got up to check on Emmie. As I went to her room I saw Mark sitting down in the rocking chair as he held Emmie in his arms and they were both asleep. My heart felt happy seeing this. My daughter and her father already bonding. I snuck out the room, so I won't wake them up and took a quick shower. Once I was done with my shower, I went and made breakfast for the both of us.
"Mmm smells good" I heard him say from the staircase
"Thanks." I replied as I fixed him up a plate once I was done. I saw him holding Emmie in his arms still. "You two are cute" I smiled as I sat down. He placed her in her crib and grabbed a seat at the table.
"Yea, I try" He snickered as he began to eat his food
"Did she drink her bottle?" I questioned as I began to eat
"Yea. I gave her half now and half for later" He replied
"Changed her diaper?"
"I had to look online on how to change it last night. But I did it"
"You spend all night reading parentings forms?"
"I had to. You're trusting me with our daughter while you work. So, I did as much research as I could"
"Okay. Let me quiz you then."
"Shoot"
"How do you wipe a baby girl's lower parts. Front to back or back to front?"
"Front to back to avoid infections."
"When's her next bottle"
"At 8am"
"I see you got the hang of this. If you have any problems who do you call?"
"You duh."
"Nice to know. Well, I have to start heading out. Her extra bottles are in the fridge. If anything, call me please. I'll be right over." I finished eating and cleaned my plate. I then put on my jacket and went to give Emmie a kiss. I walked out the house feeling good about today.
I arrived at the café 20 minutes later to find it opened. I forget that they opened at 10am but I wanted to show Elliot that I was ready. I walked in to see Wesley scrubbing the tables. He gave me a huge smile once he looked my way.
"Zoey. What a surprise to see you here" He walked over to me and gave me a hug.
"I decided to begin work again. If that is okay" I played with my fingers.
"That would be great. Pretty sure it would make the girls happy to see you."
"Thank you, Wesley," I smiled happily
"How's the baby?" He questioned as I followed him into the kitchen and there he was. The most handsome most riches guy in town and also the head leader of us girls. The one and only Elliot Grant. He looked over my way and his eyebrow rose once he saw me. He seemed puzzled once he laid his eyes on me. I stared back and felt my heart race once looking at him. I haven't talked to him much after I left for almost a whole year. "Zoey?" I heard Wesley call out my name.
"Huh?" I shook my head and looked at Wesley
"Are you okay? You know you don't have to come back to work right?" He tilted his head my way.
"N- No, I have to be here" I forced myself to smile. "Plus, I miss it here"
"Oh well that's good" Wesley replied. I felt Elliot's glare on me. It kept sending chills down my back as if I were being judge. "So how is your daughter"
"O- Oh she's fine. A little brat like her mommy" I scratched my head and glanced over at Elliot who was just on his phone but took a glance my way a few times. "Well I should be getting dressed." I was about to walk out until I felt a hand go on my wrist. I turn to look, and it was Elliot.
"Can we talk?" He stared at me with them cold blue eyes. I hesitated a bit, but I knew I had to before it got worse. He lead me up to his bedroom and closed the door. As he paced back, and forth which made me feel uneasy.
"Elly?" I whispered. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me. My heart pounded against my chest and I felt my stomach turn.
"I'm sorry. I'm still trying to force myself to get used to you being a mother now. It's not easy." He spoke. "I try to remind myself that you're not a little girl anymore. I think it hurt me the most due to me being close to you then the other girls."
"What are you trying to say?" I bit my lip
"I'm not sure what I am trying to say. I don't know how to act around you knowing you had a baby" He ran his hand down his face. I was just as confused as him. I didn't know how to feel. Last, I remember Elliot and I were not on good terms since I was always overworked by him and we used to argue. So, seeing this side of him was really shocking. As I was about to say something we heard a knock on the door. Elliot opened the door to see Wesley standing there. His wasn't smiling so we knew something was wrong. "Z- Zoey you need to go to the hospital" Wesley said. Those words made my heart sink.
"Why what's up?" Elliot was now concerned
"I just got a call that Mark is in the Emergency Room. I don't know the details" He replied. My head felt fuzzy and I felt my ears and tail pop out. I started to breath fast and I felt a hand go on mine. I look to see Elliot holding my hand.
"I'll drive you to the Emergency Room" Elliot said in a calming voice. I nodded my head and ran downstairs to his car while he followed behind. As we were in his car and he drove us to the ER I got 3 missed calls from Mark but no voicemails. I felt my body shake. Once we arrived to the ER I ran to the front desk. Elliot followed behind.
"Hello. Can I help you?" The lady asked
"My friend Mark. He said he was brought here. He was watching my daughter also." I managed to say while trying to catch my breath.
"Oh, you mean the guy while the baby no responding" She asked. I wanted to pass out. She directed me to the ER for children section. There I saw Mark as he was sitting in the waiting room.
"What the hell happened?" I ran over to him and grabbed him by the shirt. He looked at me with sad eyes and then noticed that Elliot was with me.
"I- I don't know. I gave her bottle, burped her, changed her then put her to sleep." Mark began to cry. "I then went to check on her and she was having trouble breathing. I tried calling you, but you didn't answer like you said you were, so I called 911"
"How did you put her in the crib?" I began to panic
"On her stomach and I put a teddy bear next to her"
"Oh my god. How dumb can you be" I snapped. "You aren't supposed to put anything in a crib for a bay until they are older" I felt my legs weaken.
"Even I know that…" Elliot chimed in
"No one asked you" Mark shot back
"Well my child or not, I know not to put stuff in a crib when a baby is that little." Elliot shrugged
"Shut up it was a mistake" Mark balled up his fist
"And it was my mistake to lose my dam virginity to you, have your baby and let you be in her dam life." I glared at him with tears running down my face.
"Mark?" A voice said causing us to turn.
"Y- Yes?" He said as he wiped his face.
"My name is Doctor Wan. Emmie is doing just fine now but we will keep her under watch for a bit." The doctor replied. I felt my heart feel a bit better.
"Can I see her?" I asked.
"And you are?" Dr. Wan asked
"Emmie's mother. Zoey Hanson" I replied
"Okay. You may see her but be mindful of other patients in this place." He led us to where Emmie was being held. She was in a cute room and inside a crib. I burst into tears as I went and picked up my baby and held her close to me.
"Z- Zoey, I'm so sorry" Mark mumbled. I didn't bother to look at him. "It was a mistake, honestly" I ignored his words. I put her down in the crib and walked over to Mark and slapped him across his face. I heard Elliot whisper "Ouch" under his breath
"Don't ever show your face around me or my daughter again. I cannot trust you. Now go" I firmly said as I watched him cry. He nodded and walked out the room. Once he left I went on my knees and cried hard. I felt myself being picked up and was put to sit down in the chair. "Elliot?" I said as I looked at him. He just placed his fingers on my lips.
"Shh." He whispered
"B- But" He petted my head.
"You're a mother now. You can't be getting overworked that way again. If you need help just let me know. Also, I understand what Mark did was indeed stupid but give him credit for trying. I understand you're mad now, but you'll soon understand this is how life is going to be for now on" His words were deep, and I knew I was harsh on Mark, but I was upset.
"I'll talk to him later." I mumbled, and Elliot nodded. The hospital gave me the okay to go home but now I may be under watch from what the doctor said. I sighed and got Emmie ready to go home. Elliot drove us home and helped me baby poof the house once we got there. The past few weeks Elliot stopped by while I was either at school or at work to watch Emmie who was now close to 4 months. I told Mimi and Megan what had happened that weekend and they weren't surprised that Mark was the father but was surprised by what he did. I didn't tell my parents however since that would cause chaos.
Friday afternoon rolls by and I was at lunch minding my business with Megan and Mimi on the roof as we talked about girl stuff. Then I see Mark coming our way. I suck my teeth and try to ignore him.
"Zoey, we need to talk." Mark said.
"Want us to get rid of him?" Megan looked back at me and I shook my head.
"He's right we do need to talk. I'll talk to you girls later." I said they got up and left. Mark stood in front of me and I sighed. "You have 2 minutes."
"Look, I know saying sorry isn't going to help but you have to understand that what I did wasn't supposed to happen. I take full blame, but you can't just keep me from seeing my child. I try calling you, I tried to email you and I am banned from going to the café. This is not fare. Let me see my daughter."
"You're right it is your fault. Your fault I cannot trust you around her. Shoot I gave birth to her. I chose to keep her. If I allow you to see her you will not be staying for long and I will be there. I didn't tell my parents because they would probably really upset with you and my dad would probably kill you. Take it or leave it" I glared at him.
"Fine… That's understandable… Can I see her later? Afterschool?" He asked.
"How about tomorrow?" I gritted my teeth together
"Okay, I'll be there after kendo match" He gave me a smile and I rolled my eyes. The rest of the day was a bust. I was annoyed after my talk with Mark and all this homework that I was given I just needed a break. Afterschool I went to the café since mom was watching Emmie for me. I notice a note on the café doors that said "Café closed for the day" I wondered what that was about. I went through the back entrance and saw Elliot in the kitchen as he was holding Emmie in his arms. I was confused on why he had her.
"Uh…" I questioned.
"Hey Zoey. Your mom had to go back to work since it was an emergency she said so she called me to watch Emmie." He replied as he was bouncing her up and down.
"I see. So, no work today?" I asked
"No. Giving you and the girls a break" He walked up to his room and I followed right behind, and He placed Emmie in the play pen. I sighed with relief. I sat in his bed and took a deep breath then let it out. "Something the matter?" He questioned. He sat next to me and I felt my heart race. I shook my head.
"Just a lot on my mind" I said
"I see." He leaned his back against the wall.
"Being a mother is a lot of work" I looked up at the ceiling "Sometimes I wonder if I am a good mother. Other times I feel like it's best to give her away for her life to be better" I started speaking my mind
"Do you regret having her?" He questioned
"No never" I looked at him
"Do you want what's best for her" He looked at the crib and back at me
"Yes but…" I felt him move closer to me.
"But?"
"But, I just want her to know that I tried hard"
"I get that." I felt his hand rub against my cheek. His hand felt warm. I looked into his eyes and he looked back in mine. "Elliot, I'm sorry for putting you through all of this." I whimpered.
"No need to be sorry." This cannot be Elliot talking. He's been acting different ever since I came back after having Emmie. I felt myself getting sleepy and I laid my body down on his bed and he laid next to me. I turned to face him, and he faced me. Our faces were inches apart and I felt a strange feeling come over me. Elliot leaned in and his lips were pressed against mine. Soon enough we began to make out. It began to get hot and heavy. My tongue was hungry for his and I felt him press his lips against my neck and I let out a soft moan as he did. I didn't want to be so loud since I didn't want to wake up Emmie.
"Zoey, ever since I met you I felt something about you" Elliot whispered in my ear. He rubbed my sides
"A- And that was" I panted due to him touching my side.
"I knew you were something special." He bit the bottle of my ear lob so gently but rough at the same time. Another moan escape my mouth.
….
I heard the beeps of my phone going off as I tried to wake up. Once I tried to sit up I felt that major headache and when I looked down I saw that I was in my bra and underwear. "What the hell happened?" I tried to remember but it was a blur until I realize where I was. I was in Elliot's room. My heart raced. I quickly got up and got dressed. I went downstairs, and I saw Elliot in his basketball shorts and Wesley holding Emmie.
"Morning?" I questioned and they both looked my way. I took Emmie from Wesley and carried her.
"Morning Zoey" Wesley replied. "I'll be in my room if you need me." He left leaving us three alone.
"Morning" Elliot said as he drank his coffee
"What happened last night?"
"You don't remember?"
"No…"
"We kissed, then you knocked after we cuddled." He said bluntly. I sighed.
"Thanks for taking care of Emmie for me. I have to get home"
"Okay. She's ate and is changed." He replied
"Noted." I got Emmie dressed who fuzzed with me then once we were ready Elliot drove me home. My parents yelled at me as I walked through the door. Talking about that I shouldn't be out so late and yada yada yada. I most ignored them as I placed Emmie in her crib. I began my homework until I hear my mom yell my name. I went downstairs to see what she was yelling for and there was Mark with flowers and a gift bag.
"Zoey?" My mom questioned
"M- Mark… I forgot you were coming"
"It's fine. I would have been earlier, but Kendo didn't finish until late."
"I see. Mom, Dad this is Mark. You remember him, right?" I questioned, and they nodded.
"Yes, he was the sweet boy you dated last year." Mother smiled
"What's he doing here?" My mother asked
"Well you see…. He's here to see Emmie… He's her father." I choked
"We knew that already." Mom replied with a chuckle
"You did?"
"Well you weren't dating anyone else unless it was your boss, but we know you two wouldn't hook up so yea." Mom smiled, and I rolled my eyes. "Have fun you two" She walked into the kitchen dragging my father with her as he watched us go upstairs. We entered my room and I closed the door.
"S- Sorry parents… You know." I sat on my bed.
"It's fine. These are for you" He handed me the flowers and I took them.
"Thank you"
"No problem. I also go Emmie this" He pulled out a blanket from the gift bag. It was a pretty pink blanket.
"Thank you. I know she'll love it. Listen we need to talk." He stared at me then took a seat next to me.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't think I am ready to be a parent. I was thinking of putting Emmie up for adoption" I played with my fingers.
He quickly stood up. "But why? You can't do that!" He began to raise his voice. "She's my child too"
"Yea a child you almost let die by mistake" I replied softly. "And do you honestly think you can take care of her by yourself?"
"N- No but"
"Mark. I understand but I want what is best for her. Please understand. I have yet told my parents, but I know it will hurt them as well. It hurts me too, but I just can't. I barely sleep, I'm falling behind in school. I barely have time for things I want to do. Please understand"
"Zoey please don't do this" He began to cry. "I want my daughter."
"If you want her then take her." I said coldly
"Do you even hear yourself?"
"I do. It hurts but I cannot do it anymore."
"F- Fine." He sniffled "I guess you're right. She needs to be put in a better home. Can we at least have visiting rights if we do give her up" He asked.
"We'll see. I want to make sure our little girl grows up in a loving and caring home." We cried a bit and then I had his parents come over. We explained to them about what we were going to do with Emmie. My mom cried and begged me not to do it and Mark's mom was upset but understood and agreed. My dad was angry but was overall was okay with it as for Mark's dad he gave us a speech on why I should have done this in the first place but over all was happy that we decided what was best for Emmie and not for ourselves.
Normal POV
Two weeks has passed, and it was the day Zoey was ready to give up Emmie to her new family. Elliot, Wesley, Mark, her teammates and her best friends were there to say their final goodbyes to Emmie as she cried in Zoey's arms.
"Shhh." Zoey hummed to her daughter.
"Do you want to take a photo for her to have for when she grows up and see all the love and support she had" The lady from social services said. Zoey nodded. The first once to take a picture were Zoey and Emmie. Then it was Zoey, Emmie and Mark after that it was Zoey, Emmie, Elliot and Wesley then the rest of them all joined for one big group photo.
"Ok Emmie. You have to go." Zoey's voice cracked as she handed her daughter to the lady. Emmie began to cry again once she realized she wasn't in her mother's arms.
"You will get updates on her growth and when you can see her." The lady said, and Zoey gave a weak smile. She watched as she put Emmie in the car seat and she fuzzed and was fighting. Once she was in Zoey handed her the baby bag and gave her a small kiss on her forehead. Mark did the same. The lady then left with Emmie which left Zoey to breakdown into tears once that door closed. Emmie was now gone was put into a new family.
To be continued... hopefully.