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TWO WEEKS LATER:
"What are you doing?" asks Dean as he comes back into the living dressed after his shower. I smile at him as he walks across the room in his black t-shirt and faded blue jeans, his hair still wet from his shower.
"I'm just looking at baby names," I say with a smile as I flip through a baby name book.
"Already? Don't you think it's too soon to talk about baby names? We don't even know if it's a girl or a boy," he says. "Don't you think we should know the sex first then pick a name?"
"I don't want to know the sex," I say, "I want to be surprised besides I want to have some names in mind for a baby we can make a list of both names and I am almost 13 weeks along. I am pretty much in the second trimester. The doctor cleared us last week at the ultrasound. Remember? She said everything looks good with the baby, the heartbeat is strong and the baby looks healthy."
"I remember," he says as he takes a seat on the arm of the couch. "So what names are you looking at here?" he asks.
"Well, I have 4 girl names picked out that I really like: Zoe, Annika, Natalia and Mia," I say. "What do you think?"
He scrunches up his nose and says, "Mia is out. I just don't like that name. Zoe I don't hate it but I don't love it so probably not, Zoe Ambrose," he says. "I just don't like it."
"Zoe Bennett Ambrose," I say. "What about Annika?"
"Annika is different," he says, "I like different. I can work with Annika. I like it," he says with a smile. "I think it's pretty and different so I'm going to say yes to that one."
"I love the name Annika," I say with a smile. "And what about Natalia?"
"A beautiful Italian name," he says with a smile. "I like that one too. It's not too popular and it's different. Annika and Natalia are a yes," he says with a smile.
"I like Natalia because there were so many famous ballerinas named Natalia but I am in love with the name Annika."
"Either of them is fine with me," he says with a smile. "But I am pretty sure you're having a little boy so we won't have to worry about those names."
"I don't know," I say. "I think it's a girl. I just have a feeling it's a girl and I had a dream that it's a girl. We'll find out when it's born I guess. I mean if you want to wait till we have the baby."
"Well, how are we supposed to know what kind of clothes to buy and what kind of bedding to get?"
"We can get neutral bedding and after the baby is born then we can buy it clothes and whatever else. I just want to be surprised."
"I am okay with that," he says with a smile.
"Thanks," I say with a smile. "So for a boy I would assume you want a Dean Jr.?"
He lets out a laugh and says, "He wouldn't be a Dean Jr. and no," he says. "My first name isn't really Dean."
"It's not?" I ask.
"Nope," he says. "My birth name is Jonathon Dean Ambrose Jr. I was named after my father but then after he left my mom couldn't stand to call me Jon or Jonathon so she calls me by my middle name Dean. I haven't ever really been called anything else."
"Wow," I say, "I never knew that. I don't really know any boy names. I do like Wyatt though."
"I like Holden," he says, "like in The Catcher in The Rye. I also like Phoebe for a girl. What about Gatsby for a boy?"
"Are you serious?" I ask.
"Yes," he says, "if it wasn't for Gatsby you and I wouldn't be together."
"This is true but I am sure fate would have found some other way," I say with a smile.
"Maybe," he says.
"I like Gatsby," I say with a smile. "I like it a lot."
"Me too," he says.
"So are you going to work today?"
"Yeah I am getting ready to leave. I just wanted to make sure you were okay and if you need anything."
"I'm fine," I say. "I am actually going to study for my Chemistry test today and do some Calculus," I say.
"All right," he says, "is there anything you need?"
"Well, we don't have much food left. Is there any way that you can pick something up for us to eat after you get off work?"
"What would you like?"
"Hot wings and blue cheese dressing, I am craving them so badly." My morning sickness was quickly replaced with cravings mainly for spicy foods nothing sweet and lots of Chinese food. Even getting pizza I have to put hot sauce on my pizza to eat it. The baby is into Mexican, Chinese and spicy foods.
"I can," he says with a smile. "Look, my mom is going to be working today so that means you and Mack are going to be here alone. Be careful with him. I don't trust him."
"I will," I say. "I promise."
"Thank-you," he says.
"So when are you going to tell me what your mystery job is? It's been two weeks and you still haven't told me what you're doing or where you're working."
"I am just working for a friend," he says. "It's good money and it's getting the bills paid plus I am saving up for wrestling school and for the baby. I want our baby to have a good life."
"Me too," I say, "so what kind of work is it?"
"It's just work. It's under the table stuff," he says, "It's not a big deal."
"All right," I say as I eye him. "How long do you work today?"
"Just a few hours, I'll be home soon okay and I'll have your hot wings for you."
"I don't want hot wings," I say with a smile, "the baby wants hot wings."
"Let me see it," he says with a smile before I lift up my shirt exposing my small swollen stomach. He smiles and places his hand on my stomach before he starts to talk to the baby making me smile. "Is that right? Do you want your mommy to eat hot wings? I'll get her some," he says with a smile. "I can't wait to meet you," he says. "Daddy has to go to work right now to earn some money for you but I'll be home later. Love you, Guppy," he says with a smile before he kisses my stomach softly. Dean is really excited over this baby and he takes the time to talk to my belly every day. "Did you decide what you're going to do about dance class yet?"
"Obviously I have to take a hiatus," I say pointing to my stomach. "I know the doctor told me I can dance but there is no way I am fitting into a leotard so I'll just go talk to Madame Giselle next week when she gets back from New York. I still wish I was going to the Joffrey but it is what it is."
"I know, Beautiful," he says as he strokes my cheek. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," I say as I place my hand on my stomach. "I think I am going to like being a mommy. I won't give up on ballet but my dreams of the ABA and the Joffrey are pretty much over."
"I know. I hate to see you give it up but I know you are going to be a great writer," he says with a smile. "We'll talk later. I love you," he says.
"I love you too," I say with a smile before we share a soft kiss before he gets up from the couch. "Be careful."
"Always," he says with a smile as he puts on his black hoodie and grabs his book bag. "I'll see you when I get home. Just try to relax and take it easy okay?"
"Okay," I say with a nod.
"Bye," he says.
"Bye," I say before he walks out the door. I get up and go to our bedroom to get out some of my chemistry notes to study.
A Couple Hours Later:
"Well, look at you," says Mack as he comes into the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants. His unnatural tan skin dripping with sweat, his blonde hair wet from whatever he was doing with the girl that came out of his and Ellis' room as he skims across the kitchen to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water out. I roll my eyes at him and try to ignore him but he comes over to my chair and rests his hand on the back of my chair. He smells of sex and I feel his blue eyes on me as he looks down at me. "I said look at you."
"Yeah look at me," I say as I roll my eyes.
"You're a bookworm aren't you?"
"I like books yes," I say with annoyance in my voice. "Maybe you should read one."
He lets out a laugh and says, "I don't have to read books. You're pretty smart aren't you?"
"I guess," I say.
"So tell me what is someone like you doing with someone like Dean?" he asks before taking a swig of his water.
"I love Dean," I say.
"But someone like you with someone like him just doesn't make sense."
"What doesn't make sense?" I ask not looking up from my notes.
"You're just so smart and beautiful and Dean is well he's an idiot and he's not that good looking."
"Dean is actually pretty smart," I say, "you just have to give him a chance to prove himself and I think Dean is plenty good looking," I say with a smile picturing Dean's cute face in my mind.
"Do you really think you and Dean can raise a child together?"
"We're going to try."
"Try," he says, "right, try. You need a real man to help you raise that baby. Someone that can provide for you and give that baby everything, Dean isn't that guy."
"I think I'm all right," I say as I feel his hand on my shoulder. "Don't touch me," I say.
"Come on, Sweetheart," he says. "You need a real man."
"I'm fine," I say removing his hand from my shoulder. "Look, I don't know what you think you're doing but you're messing with the wrong girl. You and I both know if you did anything to me Dean would kick your ass."
"Right," he says before taking another swig of water. "But Dean isn't here right now is he? It's just you and me in this house by ourselves," he says leaning over into my ear. "There is so much I could do to you and no one could save you."
"Leave me alone," I say as I gather up my notes so I can get away from him.
"I know you're struggling financially, Ana," he says. "And I am willing to help you out with that. I can help you out with that."
"I'm not interested," I say.
"Come on," he says, "you'll earn good money. You want to earn some cash I got the job for you."
"I don't want THAT job," I say as I try to stand up but he stops me. "Please just let me go," I say.
"I could," he says with a smile as I try to move past him but he stops me, "but I won't." He knocks my books and papers out of my hands. I watch as they fall to the floor before I look up at him into his eyes and see nothing but lust filling his icy blue eyes. I swallow hard as we stare each other down. I nearly choke on my gasp as he forces his lips to mine and kisses me roughly. I try to push him away but he is too strong.
"Stop," I say as I finally push him away.
"Oh, Ana, I'm just getting started," he says with malice in his voice. "Let's go," he says grabbing me by the arm. I try to resist but once again his grasp and his pull is too strong. He drags me to his bedroom and shuts the door behind him. I resist anything else but he forces me to the bed. He rips my shirt from my body before pulling my pants off. His face is full of malice as he pushes me down on the bed. I swallow hard as he starts to remove his clothes. I look around the room for a way to escape but I can't find one so my next task is to find a weapon of some sort to defend myself. I smile as I see Ellis' alarm clock sitting on the bedside table. It's better than nothing. I reach for it but Mack pins my arms down. "Don't think about it. I wanted this for so long. You don't want to give it to me. I'm going to take it from you."
"No. Please," I beg as he towers over me. "Please don't do this."
"See you keep saying please don't like I care. You're like every other bitch out on the street, Ana. I'm going to show you what life is like out there. Your future," he says before he takes his mouth over my body. I cry with every touch, lick and kiss he does to me. He keeps my arms pinned above my head. I try to resist him as he takes off my panties. I keep my legs together but he forces them open. I scream out hoping that someone can hear me but he covers my mouth with his hand as he forces himself roughly inside of me. I feel the pain as tears fill my eyes as he moves. He isn't gentle like Dean and as the pain continues I find the room going dark and then darker before I am out.
I wake up in Ellis' bed a couple hours later; naked and alone. I'm not sure how long Mack's assault lasted because I passed out but I still feel him everywhere and smell him everywhere. I look at the clock and see that it's after 3 in the afternoon and I know Dean will be home soon. I try to gather my thoughts and pull myself together as I stand up from the bed. I'm so sore from his assault I can barely walk. I grab what's left of my clothes and take them to mine and Dean's room. Mack stops me on my way to the bedroom. "I had a great afternoon, Ana," he says.
"You raped me," I say, "I'm calling the police."
He grabs me by the arm and backs me up against the wall. "You're not going to call anyone. If I find out you tell anyone I will make sure I get Dean taken care of. I will make sure you never see Dean again if you open your mouth are we clear?"
"Yes," I say with tears in my eyes as my body fills with fear. "I won't say anything."
"Good girl," he says with a smirk. "We should get together again soon," he says as he lets me go after he kisses my forehead.
Once I am free I waste no time jumping into the shower. It doesn't matter how many times I wash myself I still don't feel clean enough. I scrub and scrub but I still feel him and I still smell him. I wash until my skin is raw. I turn the water off and grab my towel before I walk into mine and Dean's room. I throw on a pair of Dean's sweat pants and one of his t-shirts. I just want to feel him and smell him. I just want to be with him. I lay down on our bed and break down crying from the events of the afternoon before I cry myself to sleep squeezing and hugging onto Dean's pillow.
"Ana," says Dean in my ear startling me out of my deep sleep. "Wake up, I'm home and I brought food."
"Dean," I say with relief. I turn around quickly and wrap my arms around him tightly taking him by surprise as he wraps his arms around me. "I'm so glad to see you."
"I'm glad to see you too," he says with a smile before he kisses my lips softly. "How was your day?"
"Um it was okay," I say.
"Did you get your studying done?"
"A little," I say as I look at him with my dark eyes. "I'm hungry can we just eat?"
"Sure do you want to eat in here? Mack is out there with his friends."
"I want to eat in here," I say knowing I don't want to face Mack. "Can you bring me food please?"
"Sure," he says as he rubs my back. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," I say.
"Are you sure?" he asks. "You seem a little off."
"Eh. I'm pregnant, I'm hungry and my hormones are all over the place. I'll be all right."
"Okay," he says as he looks at me. "I'll be right back with our food. Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes, Dean," I say.
"Okay," He says before he walks out of our room to bring in our food. I can't wait to eat. Normally when I'm upset I can't eat but I know my baby is depending on me to eat and I have been craving these hot wings all day. I don't want to miss out on them because Mack is an asshole and violated me.
"Thank-you," I say with a smile a few minutes later as Dean comes back into the room with our wings and the blue cheese I asked for. The spicy smell of hot sauce fills the room and my stomach grumbles from hunger. I waste not time getting my wings as Dean sits down beside me. "Dean," I say.
"Yes."
"Do we have to live here?" I ask.
"I don't know where else we would really go. What's up, Ana? Why don't you want to live here?"
"I just don't like Mack and I don't think living in this house is a good environment for any of us and I don't want to bring our baby into this house. I like your mom and all but it's Mack. I can't live in the same house as him."
"Did he do something?"
I bite my lip and say, "No, I just don't like him and he is always having a party here. I think we should get a place of our own."
"Do you know how much that will cost, Ana? I mean paying rent. I don't think we can do it."
"If we rent a place somewhere around here, something cheap something to run us $400-$500 a month, I am sure I could get into my bank account or get the money to pay rent."
"Ana, right now I don't think we are able to do it but I'm sure soon we will be. Can you hang in here for a little bit longer?"
"I guess," I say with disappointment. "I just want a place for us; you, me and the baby," I say.
"I want that too but right now we are only 17 years old. There's no way we can find a place around here that's going to rent to two kids. I don't make nearly enough to pay that kind of rent."
"Okay," I say. "I think then when you're working I am going to go hang out at my dad's house till you get home."
"Why?" he asks.
"Because, Dean, I don't like Mack."
"Ana, did something happen?"
"Nothing happened," I say lying to him. I want to tell him so badly but I remember Mack's threat in my head. I can't have him do anything to Dean. I can't have him take away my baby's father.
"Are you sure?" he asks. "You can tell me anything."
"Nothing happened okay? I just don't like him."
"All right," he says, "If he did anything to you," he says as I hear the anger in his voice. "I'll kill him. You would tell me right?"
"Dean, can we just eat? Please?"
"Something did happen didn't it? What did he do to you, Ana? Tell me what did he do to you?"
"Dean," I say trying to calm him down.
"What did he do, Ana?" he screams at me causing me to jump.
"He…he.."
"He what?" he asks. "What did he do?"
"He raped me," I say before I break down into tears.
"That son of a bitch," he says. "I'll kill him."
*A/N: What do you think of Ana's turn around about being a mommy? What do you think of the girl names they picked out and the boy names they picked out? What do you think they are going to have? What do you think about Dean not telling Ana what his job is? What do you think about what Mack did to Ana? Was she right for telling Dean the truth even though she was scared? What do you think Dean is going to do? PLease review and thank-you for reading.