A/N: Sorry for the late update. I've been busy. Thanks for ALL the reviews!!! And I know the grammers bad. I'm not a very good writer! Sorry...
*Fate* Short chapter
May, 1992--
"Mark, can I talk to you?" Mark's Lebanese girlfriend, Zafla Hourani, asked him.
Mark was laying on their bed, with his hands under his head and his legs crossed. He heard her.
"Yeah, we need to talk about--" Mark was cut off.
"I'm pregnant."
Mark leaned up and looked at Zalfa. She was holding her stomach.
"Pregnant? Is it ours?" Mark asked.
"Of course! It is," Zafla assured Mark.
Mark smirked as he looked at her.
"You were cheating with Roger. Mimi kicked him out of the house," Mark told.
Zalfa sighed and walked over to the bed and sat down next to her blonde boyfriend.
"Mark, Roger was mistake. Getting drunk was a mistake. But this baby is yours," Zalfa said, grabbing Mark's hand.
Mark looked her dead in her brown, puppy eyes.
"Are you for sure?" Mark asked one more time.
Zalfa smiled at him.
"Mark, I've been pregnant for a month now! Since April and--" Zalfa was cut off.
"Since April? You had sex with Roger while pregnant with my child? Zalfa, how could you--" Mark was cut off.
"I know...I know. I'm sorry. You brought me from my broken down home in Lebanon and brought me to this amazing country. If all I've done is hurt you than...I'll leave," Zalfa said, as she began to walk away from the bed.
Mark grabbed Zalfa's hand before she walked away.
"Zal, I don't want you to go? Okay? I don't," Mark said than kissed her hand.
Zalfa's eyes began to tear up as Mark bent down on one knee. He pulled out a small box from his pocket. The box revealed a diamond ring inside. Zalfa's mouth fall open and she had to cover her mouth with her hand.
"Zalfa, will you marry me?" Mark asked.
.....
At the hospital.
"Alright, I just booked a flight to San Diego. The flight is tomorrow," Roger said, showing off the ticket.
Chanel sat in the chair next to her dad's bedside.
"I wish dad wasn't sick. It hurts to watch him..." Chanel sighed as she held Mark's hand.
Roger half-smiled and put his hands on Chanel's shoulders.
"I know, Chanel. This must be so hard on you," Roger said.
A tear fell from Chanel's eye.
"I'll be an orphan, won't I?" Chanel asked.
Roger patted her back.
"Everything will work out. I promise," Roger told.
Chanel turned to face Roger.
"Where will I live?" She asked him
Roger gently pinched her cheek.
"We'll work all that out...when the time comes," Roger said.
Suddenly, Chanel felt her hand tighten. Mark was awake.
"You kids talk'in about me?" Mark said almost in a moan.
Roger smiled at his friend.
"I have a flight tomorrow to San Diego. To find Benny or Mimi," Roger told.
Chanel turned away from Mark to Roger.
"You? I thought I was coming?" Chanel asked in concern.
Roger looked into Chanel's brown eyes.
"This is too personal. Besides, someone needs to stay here with your dad," Roger said.
Once Mark had eaten and fallen back to sleep, Chanel sat in the waiting room with Roger.
"Tell me the real reason I can't go," Chanel asked.
"I told you...it's too personal. Also, you need to spend as much time with your dad as you can, Chanel. In a few months, he won't be here," Roger tried to explain.
Chanel layed her head on Roger's shoulder.
"What about you? What about your time with dad?" Chanel asked, feeling very sleepy.
"I guess...Mark and I just weren't meant to have much time together..." Roger guessed.
Chanel looked up at him.
"You weren't meant to be apart either..." she said.
TBC...
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