Ana
I finish straightening my hair before getting dressed in a pair of green shorts, a loose black camisole and a pair of sandals. It's Saturday, and I am getting ready for a day out with Elliot since Christian is painting over at Leila's today.
I'm just finishing putting my Chapstick on when the doorbell rings. I hurriedly move towards the front door and open it to reveal Elliot leaning against the doorframe with a cigarette hanging from his lips.
I roll my eyes at him when he finishes it and flicks it behind him.
"Buttercup," he smiles and walks forward and gives me a big hug.
In the first year of Christian and I's relationship, I made a cake for Elliot's birthday that was made with my homemade buttercream frosting. Elliot loved it so much, he nicknamed me buttercup and calls me that every time he sees me.
He lifts me off the floor while he hugs me causing me to giggle. He kisses my cheek as he sets me down.
"Ready to have a day of fun?" he walks towards the couch and flops down on the cushions.
"Yes. I need it," I sigh and follow him to the couch after I closed the door.
He puts his arms along the back of the couch and looks at me in concern. "What's on your mind buttercup?" he pats the spot next to him.
I crack a smile and sit beside him so that he can put his arm around me. Elliot has always been an affectionate person. It took me awhile to get used to his personality because he can sometimes be too overly-affectionate, but as time went on, I found out that's just how he is. He's the youngest, so Ella always coddled him to death, but still loved both her children equally.
Elliot is very sensitive, loyal, and sometimes shy person, but he's the best brother-in-law I can ask for. He is going to make a wonderful husband and father someday, and whoever ends up with him, will be a very lucky lady.
"I'm just worried about Christian. He's upset and angry about what is going on at work," I sigh and lean my head against his chest.
Elliot sighs and kisses the side of my head. "Don't worry about that, buttercup. Everything is going to be fine. Every business has its problems, but we will all get through it."
"That's what I told him," I roll my eyes.
"Well, you know he can be stubborn sometimes," he chuckles.
I nod and a sigh once more before tapping Elliot's thigh and getting up from the sofa. "You sure that's everything?" he narrows his eyes at me.
I shrug and walk towards the kitchen to get my things, and he follows behind me. I open my purse and make sure I have my phone and keys to the house. Elliot brings his arms around me and traps me against the counter.
"Buttercup," he flicks my ear.
I sigh and roll my eyes at his nagging. "Just baby stuff. I'll get over it."
He kisses the back of my head before saying, "It's going to work out, buttercup. I'm sorry IVF didn't work out, but you know there are other ways to have a kid."
I bite my lip and nod my head. I know there are other options. Christian and I haven't talked about surrogacy or adoption, but I know that there is no way we can afford to adopt, and surrogacy is also expensive.
"I'll talk to him about it," I turn my head towards him and he gives me an encouraging smile.
"Good. Let's go and have some fun," he takes my hand, and we leave the house and get into his red 1967 Ford Mustang.
He revs up the engine causing me to roll my eyes as he smiles at me smugly. Elliot loves his car. He bought it a few years back, and last year, finally finished restoring it. It's a fire engine red with white racing stripes and new leather interior.
I quickly put on my seatbelt while he puts on his sunglasses and punches the gas. I laugh as the wind wildly blows my hair as we cruise down the road to our destination causing Elliot to smirk over at me.
Elliot pulls up at the local town carnival that has been going on the last few weekends. I smile in excitement as Elliot parks the Mustang in one of the parking spaces. He helps me out of the car, and we walk towards the front booth to pay for our tickets.
"What do you want to do first?" he smiles as he wraps his arm around my shoulders.
"Bumper cars," I point, and he nods.
We stand in line and wait for our turn. Elliot puts his sunglasses on his face and leans against me with his hip causing me to giggle and sway to the right. The corner of his mouth lifts before running his hand through his copper hair. The girls in front of us giggle when they get a good look at Elliot who is wearing dark skinny jeans, boots, white t-shirt with his hair slicked back.
"Hi, I'm Shelley," the red-headed girl offers him her hand a few seconds after checking him out.
I watch in amusement when I see him roll his eyes under his sunglasses. He shakes her hand quickly before letting it go and putting his arm around my waist and rests his chin on top of my head.
She stares at him in disappointment before smiling tightly and turning back around. I jab him in the ribs with my elbow as he laughs not-so-quietly.
"Elliot," I chastise him before shaking my head in amusement.
"What? I'm with my best girl. I don't need no one else," he shrugs innocently.
"Elliot you need to find someone," I smile up at him, wrapping my hand around his upper arm while we move forward in line.
He shrugs, "Na, too busy."
I narrow my eyes at him. I know that Elliot is lonely and wants to settle down, but he just hasn't found the right girl yet. Leila is pregnant and is not looking for anything right now, and that leaves Kate since I don't know any other friend who is single.
"You know my friend, Kate, right?" I look up at him as we walk forward a few more steps. Were in front of the line now.
"Yeah. That blonde one?" he nods.
"Yes. Would you be interested if I set you up with her?"
He makes a face before shaking his head, "She's not really my type. I'm fine right now, Buttercup."
I sigh but smile when it's our turn on the bumper cars. Elliot takes my hand, and we pick our separate vehicles. We chase each other and bump the other with the front of our cars, laughing our asses off for five minutes before hopping off when it's time for us to leave.
I giggle as Elliot gives me a piggy back ride as we check out the rest of the carnival. There are various booths; face painting, photo booths, fortune tellers, and tons of games for the whole family.
Elliot and I stop to get cotton candy before going over to the Ferris wheel. We talk and laugh when we go around a few times and then get off to head over to get some food. I grab a funnel cake, and a cherry snow cone and Elliot grabs a hot dog and a bottle of water. We sit down and eat our food before throwing away our trash to play some games.
Elliot cheers in victory when he wins a massive brown bear as he finally lands a ring on the top of the milk bottle. I laugh as he places the bear around his shoulders and sticks his tongue out at me. The girls around us laugh and practically swoon at his silliness.
We head over to the merry go round and hop on separate horses. I roll my eyes when Elliot lights up a cigarette. When we start to move, I burst out laughing when he suddenly finds a girl's headband that someone left on his horse and puts it on his head.
We stay at the carnival for another two hours before getting into his Mustang. I giggle once more when he has trouble getting that massive bear in the backseat of his car. At one point he lunged into the seat trying to shove the thing forward. When he finally gets it in, we head back home. I check my watch and see that it is past four.
"Today is just what I needed. Thanks for taking me out, Elliot," I smile over at him while he drives through town.
"Me too. I guess I had fun too," he smirks over at me before turning his eyes back on the road.
When we finally get home, Elliot gets out and yanks the bear out of the backseat in mock annoyance. I burst out laughing when he almost trips up the stairs leading to the front porch while holding the humongous bear in front of him.
He joins me in laughter when he sees me almost falling over in laughter. I finally get the front door unlocked and practically trip myself because we are laughing so hard. I really don't know why I'm laughing so hard, but his facial expression when he almost fell was priceless.
When I finally get my laughter under control, I set my purse and keys down on the kitchen table as Elliot falls on the sofa trying to stop laughing. He picks up the remote and surfs through the channels while I take off my sandals.
I sit down next to him, and he wraps an arm around my shoulder as he settles on a basketball game. I put my feet up on the coffee table, lean my head against him and shut my eyes for a few minutes before Christian gets home.
The front door opens and wakes me up from my slumber. I rub my eyes and see Elliot asleep beside me. I turn my head around to see Christian walking through the door, with purple paint splattered on his jeans.
Elliot opens his eyes when he hears the front door close. I rub my eyes again and smile when Christian walks over to us. "Hey. How did it go?" I stand up and stretch.
"Good. Got all the paint finished. We need to make a plan on the closet, though," he explains before taking hold of my chin and kisses me.
I nod as Elliot gets up and stretches himself. He runs his hand through his hair before saying, "I need a cigarette," he fists pumps his brother and heads out the front door.
"Did you have fun with Elliot?" he asks after Elliot closes the door.
"The best. It's just what I needed," I smile and follow him to the bathroom so that he can take a shower.
I tell him about the fun things we did at the carnival while I sit on the toilet lid as he showers. He steps out and dries off while he talks about his day. He finished painting the room where Leila plans to use as the nursery. They spent some time talking about what she wanted to do to the closet before clearing it out. Christian is going to go back next weekend and finish building the closet organizer.
We three plan to go out to dinner tonight before Elliot drives back to his apartment. Christian gets dressed in a pair of jeans, boxers, and a blue button-up shirt. He heads out of the room while I get dressed. I pick out a long black and white striped maxi dress, another pair of sandals and a short jean jacket. I fix my makeup before heading out to the front porch where Christin and Elliot are outside smoking.
"I'm ready and stop smoking, Christian," I roll my eyes and lock the front door.
Elliot chuckles as Christian sighs and flicks his cigarette on the ground.
"Why are you laughing, Elliot? You need to quit too," I stick my tongue out at him and he rolls his eyes. Christian smirks at him before taking my hand.
We all get into Christian's truck and head towards the restaurant.
We are eating dinner and laughing as Elliot recounts our time on the bumper cars. Christian rubs my thigh just before I spot Kate walking into the restaurant with her parents. I wave and smile at her when she spots me. She waves excitedly back and walks towards us.
"Hey!" she leans down to hug me.
"Hey, how are you?" I smile.
"I'm good. Just having dinner with the parentals," she points behind her.
I see her parents sitting down at the table across from us. I see her younger brother Ethan, who just turned twenty-one, sat down beside his mother looking over the menu.
Kate notices Elliot drinking his beer, and I can see her eyes widen in appreciation. She smiles down at Elliot and holds out her hand.
"It's good to see you again Elliot," she giggles.
I look at them and give Elliot an encouraging smile, but inwardly pout when I see his displeasure at her obvious flirting. I can tell by the bored expression on his face that he is not that impressed by her.
"Yeah, you too," he nods at her and continues with his beer, ignoring her when she continues to stare at him.
Kate looks down in disappointment and turns towards me. I smile sympathetically at her, and she shrugs in embarrassment.
"I'll let you get back to your parents. Call me later?" I offer, and she smiles and nods before going to her table.
"Nice, Elliot," I scowl at him, and he rolls his eyes.
"What? I told you she is not my type."
I sigh, and Christian looks at him in amusement. I narrow my eyes at Christian, and he looks at me innocently.
"Ana, you can't shove them together if Elliot isn't interested," he kisses my hand, and I shrug.
"I guess," I sigh and Elliot winks at me.
We finish our food and Christian, and Elliot splits the bill before we head home. Elliot kisses my cheek and gives me a long hug and playfully nuzzles my neck to make me laugh before telling me he had fun today. He gives his older brother one of their special man hugs before he hops into his Mustang and drives away.
Christian takes my hand, and we both head inside. We get undressed and get into bed before Christian makes love to me, and we both fall into a blissful sleep.
AN: As you can see, this Elliot is very OOC, but just as there is no cheating with Christian and Leila, that goes for Elliot and Ana if anyone was wondering. Pinterest has been updated, and I changed Elliot's character, and instead of picturing Luke Grimes, I envisioned Bill Skarsgard as him in this story.
Just to let you all know, I might have to go back to once a week updating. I haven't had much time to write here lately, and school starts back up soon for me and I only have about eighteen chapters written so far. I want to keep the updates coming regularly, so starting next week I will be updating only on Wednesday's. Sorry about that. :/
Thank you for reading and the reviews on the last chapter. Keep them coming. :)