CHAPTER TWO:
6 1/2 WEEKS LATER… FEB 26TH
Christian:
The last 6 weeks have been crazy. The football team won the state championship which was held in Seattle. We beat Edgewood 27-14. It was epic. My whole family was there to cheer us on. Ana of course, was there with the cheerleaders. I almost got into a fight with a guy from another team when he talked about my Ana. He kept talking shit about how good she would feel, how tight her ass was, and how perfect her legs were, and wanted them wrapped around his head.
If it wasn't for Danny and Jim holding me back I would've kicked his ass. That night after the game Ana and I stuck into one of the empty bathrooms.
I locked the doors behind us. "Get on your knees." She looks at me skeptically, but then sees right through me, she knows what I need. She gets down on her knees and I whip out my dick. "Suck"
"Yes sir" She purrs. She grabs my dick and sticks it in her mouth. Most girls don't dig when a man talks to them like I just did, but Ana gets off when I dominate her while we have sex. And ONLY sex. If I did it for anything else she tells me kindly where to stuff it. It's not long before I'm coming apart and shooting my load all over her face and chest. It's so fucking hot with her cum all over me that I have to take a picture to jerk off to later. And as the gentleman that I am I lifted her on the counter and made her cum with my mouth.
"What was that all about? Not that I minded…" She asks cleaning herself up.
"This guy was talking shit, wanting what is mine." I sound like a pubescent child but I don't care. She just laughs as me and kisses my cheek.
"I'll always be yours."
And god damnit if that didn't make my dick hard again, and if it wasn't for my family waiting I would've fucked her.
I'm glad football season is over because it gives me more time to spend with my girl. We had a wonderful Valentine's Day. I took her to a fancy restaurant, then I found a private spot on the sound and we made love under the stars.
Everything has been perfect up until a couple days ago. Ana has been acting strange, she's been quiet and out of sorts. She didn't want me to come over after school and told me she was sick and thinks it's just a stomach bug, because she can't keep anything down and can't stay awake. Then yesterday she was really closed off, I could barely get word out of her. So when she came up to me this morning and told me that we needed to talk after school, I started sweating bullets. Thinking the worst that she was going to break up with me.
So here we are sitting in my car in an empty parking lot by the park. She hasn't said a word to me since she got in the car and keeps playing with the rings on her fingers. This is it she's breaking up with me. She can't even look at me.
"What did you need to talk about Ana? You're starting to scare me." Starting too? I'm way past scared. She turns to me with tears in her eyes. No No No No…
"I'm pregnant." She all but whispers
"What?" Did I hear her right?
"I'm pregnant." She sniffs and wipes the tears from her face.
"Wow…" I'm shell shocked. "That's not what I thought you were going to tell me."
"I know…" She starts playing with her rings again. "I went to the doctor after school the day before yesterday. I told her how I was feeling and she wanted me to take a pregnancy test to rule it out." She takes a deep breath. "I told her I couldn't be because I was on the shot. She said she understood but wanted to check just in case. So I peed in the cup and she came back and told me I was pregnant." She starts sobbing uncontrollably. "I'm sorry."
I quickly take her in my arms and pull her to my lap and hold her tight. "Don't be sorry baby."
"We're too young to have a baby, I thought we were doing what we needed to do to protect ourselves. The doctor told me it's a possibility that the shot ran out early or was a bad batch." She's crying even harder now into my chest. I gently rub her back.
"It'll be ok, baby. We will figure this out." I kiss her forehead. "I'm guessing you want to keep it right?"
She shoots her head up, stops crying and looks at me. "Of course I do, I couldn't—no I couldn't kill this baby Christian."
"I wasn't asking you too!" She nods at me and puts her head back on my chest. "We'll figure this out together."
"I know but we are going to college, you have your dreams to build a business, big dreams. I don't want to ruin them."
"Hey," I lift her chin to look at me. "We both made this baby together- we will do whatever it takes to raise this baby together. We don't have to change our dreams, just have to re-work them a little." She nods and I kiss her lips. "Your lips are so soft when you cry. And the little "V" you make is so cute." I kiss the wrinkle of her forehead.
She giggles at me as I wipe the tears from her face. "Do they know how far along you are?"
She shakes her head "I have to go to an OB-GYN. I couldn't tell her when my last period was because with the shot sometimes I wouldn't have one. But she thinks only 4 or 5 weeks."
"When you go to the OB let me know, I want to be there too."
"Ok, the doctor got me an appointment for this Tuesday at 3:30."
"I'll be there." We sit cuddled up together a little bit longer enjoying the silence. "Are you going to tell your mom?"
"Yeah, she gets home at 6 tonight. I guess I'll get it out of the way now." Ana goes back and sits in the passenger side, "I'm scared Christian." Her deep blue eyes search my grey ones.
"I'm scared too baby. But we have each other and that's all that matters."
She giggles at me "Have you been listening to the country radio station again or watching Lifetime?'
"Maybe" I wink at her and turn the car back on.
Since it's a little after 4 now I drive back to her house. I go inside with her and cuddle on the couch and hold her as tight as I can. I'm freaking out, but i'm not going to tell her that. I'm nervous about becoming a father I mean how can I be a father? I know my parents are going to kill me, I can only imagine what Ana's mother is going to say. But I know as long as I have Ana it will be ok.
Before I know it 5:30 rolls around and Ana has fallen asleep on my lap. I shake her to wake up. "Baby, I got to go. My mom just texted me and wants me home for dinner. Are you going to be ok?"
"Yeah. I'll text you when I'm done telling my mother. If she doesn't kill me." She laughs but it's fake.
"I'm here for you if you need me. It will be ok."
She nods at me. I give her a kiss which turns passionate. "As much as I don't want this to stop I have to go." I stand up and she pulls me into a hug, a death gripping hug. "I love you baby, more than anything."
"I love you too Christian." We finally break the hug and I turn around to leave.
"Call me later."
"I will I promise." And with that I turn and head home.
ANA:
I don't know what's been wrong with me these last couple of days. I feel sick all the time and I can't keep anything down. And as soon as I get home I fall asleep. I told Christian not to come over because I've been sick and I didn't want him to catch anything, boy can that man pout. I decided today that I need to go to the doctor and figure out what is wrong with me.
"Anastasia Steele?" The nurse calls me back. I sit down in the room and wait for the doctor to come in.
"Hi Anastasia. I'm Dr. Baker. What can I do for you today?" She smiles at me and sits down on the stool pulling out her laptop.
"I've been sick for the last couple of days and can't keep anything down, I'm tired and also a little moody." She types what I told her on her keyboard.
"Are you sexually active?" I nod. "I would like to perform a pregnancy test and rule that out."
"But I'm on the shot." I tell her, my nerves have sky rocketed and I feel sick again.
"I know, but let's make sure." She hands me a cup and tells me to go to the bathroom and bring it back to her. I finish my business and bring the cup to the sink. Dr. Baker pulls out a test and dips it in the cup. The test turns blue.
"What does that mean?"
"Well, Anastasia you're pregnant." My jaw drops to the floor.
"But the shot? I'm always on time for it. How…" My body starts to shake. What am I going to do?
"Sometimes the shot fails or it could have been a bad batch. No birth control in 100% effective. Do you know when your last period was?" I shake my head no. "That's ok. I'm going to order some blood work and I can contact your OB for you and set you up with an appointment. For now, I would like you to start prenatal vitamins. My guess is you're newly pregnant maybe 4 to 5 weeks." I nod my head and I can feel the tears prickle in my eyes. "It will be ok honey. I can also give you some numbers if you need someone to talk to. I'll be right back."
She leaves the room and I'm trying to do everything in my power to not break down. How am I going to tell Christian? He's going to freak out. What if he wants to break up because he doesn't want to be tied down to me and a baby? I know he loves me but he's got so many dreams. How is he going to do that with a baby? And my mom, she's going to kill me. The doctor comes back in a gives me an appointment card for next Tuesday to see the OB. She tells me good luck and then a nurse comes in and drawls some blood.
I finally get out of the doctor's office and check my phone. I notice Christian has texted me a bunch of times asking if I was ok. I text back and tell him I'm fine and will call him later. I get on the bus and head home. Oh god, what am I going to do?
When I get home my mom's new boyfriend Steven is there. The guy gives me the creeps, but my mom seems to like him they've been dating for about 4 months now, but I only met him awhile back. I go into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. He comes up behind me and touches my shoulder.
"How are you Ana?"
"I'm fine. Thank you." But I won't be if you don't move away from me. The smell of his cologne is making me sick and I might barf on his shoes.
"That's good. Your mom wanted me to tell you she should be home soon and will make dinner." I close the fridge and look at him, and he takes the opportunity to move my hair at my face. Didn't I tell you he gives me the creeps?
"Oh ok. I just have some homework to do. I'll see you later." And with that I make my exit to my room. I don't know what my mom sees in him. He's here almost all the time now and he seems to have the key. When Christian was over here last week, he just walked in the house, while we were cuddled on the couch working on homework. He kept giving Christian dirty looks when he wasn't looking. He said his hi's and then went into my mom's room. When Christian went to leave that night, and I was kissing him goodbye at his car, I noticed Steven staring out the window. I tried to shake it off. I told Christian he was weird, but nothing has really happened to make me say more.
I curl into my bed and cry. I have no idea what I'm going to do. I'm supposed to go to MIT in the fall. Will Christian and I still be together? Will we be able to raise a baby together? Would anybody help us? I know I have my trust, but I have to go to college to get it. AHHHH! I scream into my pillow. I end up falling asleep and miss dinner with my mom.
The next day at school I avoid Christian like the plague. I never did call him back, and he blew up my phone trying to make sure I was alright. I know I should tell him, but I'm so scared and decided to wait another day. When lunchtime comes around he tries everything in his power to get me to talk to him. I tell him I still just feel a little sick and I'm sorry for being so distant and hopefully tomorrow I'll feel better. He keeps his arm around me during lunch, rubbing circles on my back. It feels so good when he touches me. And for a moment it time, nothing is wrong.
At the end of the day I tell Christian I just want to go home and rest. He doesn't say much but I can tell he's hurt by the way I'm acting. But for right now I just need to get my head together. When I get home I sleep through dinner again. I don't feel like eating anything anyways. Every I smell makes me nauseous.
The next morning at school I decided to comfort Christian. I see him at his locker putting his books away. I gently touch his arm. "Hey." I smile weakly at him. He quickly pulls me into a hug, he holds me so tight thinking I might run away. He kisses the top of my head.
"Hey" He says cautiously.
"Can we talk after school today?" I ask him and when I look into his eyes I see nothing but worry.
"Yeah sure. Is everything ok?"
"Yeah it's fine. I just need to talk to you and I rather do it in private." I touch his face, he has some light stubble on his cheeks.
"Of course I'll meet you at the car after school." The next thing I know the bell is ringing and Christian pulls me into a kiss. It almost feels like our last kiss, because when he breaks away, he turns and heads to class.
The talk with Christian went better than I thought it would. He's not jumping for joy, but he didn't run away either. I change into a pair of comfy pants and Christian's hoodie. He always leaves it here and it smells of him, which helps calm my nerves. Now to face my mother. She comes home a little after six and tells me we need to talk. We sit down on the couch. "Ana we are moving to Texas next week. You me and Steven. We found a house down there, and Steven is starting a new job. We will have the easy life Ana. I won't have to work so much we can finally be a family."
I think my jaw dropped to the floor. "Mom I only have 3 months of school left and I'm going to MIT. I don't want to leave."
"You can finish school down there and MIT is probably not going to happen. Especially since you're going to be living with that boy." I'm beyond shocked. I can't believe this.
"You were fine with all this months ago. Why are you doing this?"
"Because you are to wrapped up in that boy. You're going to end up throwing away your life. There's lots of good colleges in Texas. Plus, don't you want us to be close? I won't have to work all the time. We can finally do mom and daughter stuff together." She takes my hand in hers and smiles.
"I'm not going! I been looking forward to MIT since I was 6 years old. I'm not going to let you take me away for some guy you just met." I stand up and clench my fist to my sides.
She stands up and gets in my face. "You are going rather you like it or not young lady. You don't have a choice in the matter. I don't care if I have to drag you by your hair, you're going. Plus if you stay here you have nowhere to go."
"I'M NOT GOING! I'll stay homeless until it's time to leave for college. I don't care. Steven is a creep and I'm not going anywhere with him. Talk about being wrapped up with a boy mom."
"You listen here. You are going. End of discussion."
"No! I will move in with Christian now if I have to. I'm sure his family would let me stay." Well maybe if they don't freak out over the baby.
"Ha! Like they will let you stay with them. Your 17 years old Ana you're too young to be tied down to a boy. Now I want you to start packing we leave next Thursday."
"Well, it's too late for that because I'm having his baby!" I scream out.
"Excuse me? What did you just say?" Her voice his eerily quiet.
"I'm pregnant mom. And Christian is the father." I feel the tears swell up in my eyes after my mom's hand smacks me across the face.
"You are going to get rid of the baby. It's only going to ruin your life. When we get to Texas I will find a place to get you an abortion." She's ranting and raving, now pacing back and forth. "I never thought that my daughter was such a whore. Thank goodness we're moving to Texas because you will never see that boy again. No way in hell I would help raise a baby. Now you're coming to Texas and you have no choice. You're still a minor and I am your mother." She's yelling at me while still pacing her face is now deep red with anger.
"Just shut up mom! I'm not going anywhere and I'm keeping my baby." I finally shout over her. She slaps me again.
Without a second thought, I start running out the door while she shouts "You're nothing but a whore and nobody will want you now."
It's raining outside, but I don't care as I make the 3 mile run to Christian's house, the tears running down my face. I knew my mom would be upset, but I never expected any of the things that were coming out of her mouth. We might not of been the closet but when we were together we got along great. I know when my dad died she became unglued and un-happy, but since she met Steven she hasn't been the same. I needed my mom and she just threw me away. She knows MIT was always my dream and she wants me to throw that all away so she can play house with Steven. And my baby… how could she want to so easily get rid of a child. Her grandchild. I shake my head of the thoughts as I finally reach Christian's house. I pull my phone out of the hoodie pocket, thank goodness for waterproof phones. I notice his text message from 20 mins ago.
*U OK?* No Christian I'm not ok.
*Can you meet me outside?*