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Here's Chapter ! Hope you all like it! I'm glad that you all enjoyed Chapter 5...Prepare for lot's of drama in the future! After lots and lots of thinking...this is all going to be in Chloe's P.O.V..
I really can't wait to read your thoughts about this one :D
~Dazzler 916~
Chapter 6
Looking back and struggling to move on
(Chloe's P.O.V.)
Okay so I lied about my life in Spain...well most of it.
I must admit that I really wasn't the smartest cookie when I got together with Cody.
Yes my parents did move me back there because Cody and I got caught.
So they started making plans for me to attend and ALL GIRLS BOARDING SCHOOL.
Things got even worse nearly a few days before I left.
Yes...I was pregnant.
My parents got even more mad at me than they already were.
Things got EVEN MORE WORSE when I told Cody.
At first he was completely calm about it.
"I had a feeling this was coming."
That's what he told me.
Then he got angry and started taking it out on me. It wasn't just my fault.
He started yelling at me. Screaming in my face. Saying over and over again that "I'm ruining his life."
That's when he said...
"I think it's best for the BOTH of us if you just get rid of it. Then there won't be a problem anymore."
NO! Is what I told him because my parents wouldn't allow it and neither would I.
Cody grabbed me by the arm and brought me right up to his face.
It wasn't until he started threatening me...that's when I got scared.
"If you don't get rid of it then I will." He spat in my face.
There were few other things he also said that I won't even dare to repeat, but I'm sure anyone could possibly have a good idea as to what else he said.
I was so close to hitting him.
Oh so very close.
I was so upset about what he said that I slapped him in the face...and I hit that boy hard.
He didn't bleed. But the sound of my hand hitting his face was sooooo loud that you could easily tell how much it hurt for him.
Mom came in and pulled me back before I even got the chance to get another good wack at him.
I left Washington not knowing what was gonna happen next.
All I knew is that my life didn't really matter anymore.
Things were slowly starting to change.
I decided to continue with the pregnancy and yet the thought of putting the baby up for adoption had popped into my mind shortly after I started to get a little "baby bump".
My parents arranged for me to live with my aunt in Barcelona.
Cody had finally contacted me when I was 5 months pregnant.
After a very long talk he had with his parents...and after an even longer talk he had with my parents...as crazy as this may sound...
Cody spent all of his money that he saved up for his senior summer trip that he had been planning for months and bought a ticket to take the next flight to Spain to be with me.
We slept in seperate rooms, but Cody helped me through the rest of the pregnancy.
At first I thought that things couldn't get any better. HE was really starting to prove himself. He actually wanted to be apart of the baby's life.
A few days after Cody came to Spain was when I had my next doctors appointment.
He was even more excited than I was when we found we were having a girl.
The name...we decided to wait until she was born to figure that all out.
After Cody told me that he loved me for the very first time was when I had decided not to give the baby for adoption.
It was right when the baby was about to come that I realized how much of a fool I was.
Cody's true colors really made a BIG BANG when the baby came...
And from how that day went...his colors were decieving.
A repeat of Cody Virtue is what I don't want.
~~~ Flashback~~~
January 21st 2011
I'm pleased to say that Friday has finally graced us with it's prescence.
The baby isn't here yet and I am getting very impatient.
I WANT HER OUT...before my stomach starts to get an bigger.
Just the other day we finally came up with a name.
Elanore was going to be her name...but for short we're gonna call her Nora.
It's perfect :D.
I'm the size of a house! But last time I checked Cody won't even bother to convince me other wise.
My aunt had to go down to Madrid and run a few errands.
So she had decided just this once to leave us here by ourselves knowing that we wouldn't do anything.
I spent most of my time sleeping on the couch which is what I'm trying to do right now.
Cody was in the house some where.
I had finally manage to fall asleep when heard the sound of breaking glass come from down the hall.
The sound caused me wake up in alert and get as quick as I could to see what was going on.
As big as I was...it took me a little longer to get up.
"Cody?" I yelled down the hallway,
I could hear someone shuffling around in the kitchen...mumbling to themselves.
"Cody is that you?" I yelled again.
It had gotten scarcely quiet when I was right about to walk into the kitchen.
I slowly made my way in...to my surprise...no one was there.
All that I found was a wine bottle shattered to a million pieces on the floor by the sink.
Now I was a little scared as to who was in the house and where Cody went.
"Hello?" I called.
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No one answered.
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"Cody? Where are you?" I shouted.
Okay now I really have the guts to admit that I'm scared.
I slowly began to back out of the kitched.
"BOO—" I heard someone shout which caused me to scream.
I had quickly turned around to find Cody standing right in front of me.
"Gotcha—" Cody started laughing.
I had to take a step back to refrain from smelling is horrible breath.
He smelled like alcohol...Ay dios mio he's drunk.
"What the hell have you been doing?" I said.
"I found a few of these wine bottles in the basement and thought I have a few siiiiiiippss...but ended up drinking nearly of the bottles...hahaha...and I broke the fourth one. You should have seen your face. I scared the shit out of you so bad that you freaking peed on the floor" Cody started laughing.
"Wait WHAT—"
"Ahahahahaha I'm so fucking brilliant." Cody slurred.
That's when I realized I was standing in puddle of water..
"Oh my God!" I shrieked on fear.
"Whatever that is...I'm not cleaning that shit up—"
"Cody you're so stupid! What the hell were you thinking? MY WATER JUST BROKE YOU FUCKING DUMB ASS!" I yelled.
He just looked at me as if he had no idea what was happening.
"Okay...what is that suppost to mean?" Cody asked.
"It means that the baby is coming...NOW!" I protested.
"Oh...cool." Cody nodded with a smiled omy face.
"Oh my God!" Now I just might just start freaking out.
If Cody was just gonna stand here and be drunk off his ass, then I have to take care of this myself...even if it means driving...in a car...by myself...while I'm in labor.
Querido Dios, por favor me ayude
(Dear God please help me)
Then it hit me...my very first labor pain.
A sharp pain twisted in my stomach causing me to let out high pitched wail and wrap my hands around my belly in a protective way.
"What's wrong with you?" Cody asked me before taking another drink from the bottle that's in his hand.
Now I'm starting to get impatient with him...
"Are...you...kidding me? Cody Jonothan Virtue! This baby is coming right now...so you either get yourself together and HELP ME or just sit here and be a fucking dumb ass while you continue drinking alchol that doesn't belong to you." I snapped.
"Whatever." He shrugged.
Great...
"I'm losing my patients with y—" Before I could finish my sentence, my body was hit with another contraction. I waited for the contraction to subside before continuing.
"I have an even better idea...i'll call my aunt and tell her that i'm in labor...get the keys to the car in the garage...drive to the hospital myself while you continue to sit here and get yourself even more drunk than you already are!" I spat.
Cody didn't reply.
"That's what I thought...well maybe if you can sober yourself within the next 24 hours or so then I might actually let you see our daughter..." I said.
Cody still didn't answer.
He continued drinking.
"Okay okay okay that's enough!" I said snatching the wine bottle from him.
"Hey!" Cody started reaching for it.
"No...this..." I began to pour the rest of the bottle down the sink.
"Can just go down the drain. No more alcohol for you." I said as I left the now empty bottle of wine in the sink.
"That is not okay." Cody slurred
"Really? That is not okay? Cody do you wanna know what's not okay? It's you...going through my aunts things...getting drunk of wine that doesn't belong to you...then you decided to scare the living shit out ME causing ME to GO INTO LABOR. Now here you stand doing absolutely nothing while I'm in the process of HAVING YOUR BABY! And yet all you have to say is whatever and that is not okay!" I hissed.
"You know wha—"
"I don't want to hear it Cody. Now can you please shut up! I'm about to use the phone." I growled before dialing my Aunt's number.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Cody snatched the phone out of my hand.
"What do you mean what the hell am I doing? What the hell are you doing?" I asked him.
"You won't be calling anyone." Cody scolded.
"Quit playing around. I have to go." I said.
I started to make my way into the office where the other phone was.
Cody grabbed my arms and started dragging me back into the kitchen.
"Don't walk away from me—"
"Cody...please...I have to get to the hospital...let me go." I pleaded.
"You're not going anywher—"
I cried out in pain as I was hit with another contraction which nearly brought me my knees. I was holding onto the counter for support.
"Cody" I gasped.
He didn't listen to me this time...he started shuffling through all of the cabinets to see if he could find any more wine.
Is this all really happening right now?
The pain was getting worse.
"Cody..." I uttered unable to say anything more.
"Well Chloe...look what I found...another bottle of wine—"
Another contraction washed over me and it cut Cody off in the middle of his sentence.
"I would suggest that you stop all of that screaming...it's getting on my nerves." Cody told me.
"Help me." I begged.
"Now that I think about it...I would like to make a toast...to our daughter...and may she be just as good looking as I am." He said raising the bottle in the air.
~~Several hours later~~~
I can't take this anymore...the pain is unbearable.
I was breathing heavily.
I was sweating.
Now Cody was just angry...
He's been yelling at me for the past hour for me to go and get him some more wine.
But that's just it. I am in way to much pain to move.
Every contraction kept getting stronger...and my screams kept getting louder.
"DAMN IT CHLOE CAN YOU SHUT UP!" Cody spat in my face.
"What is your freaking PROBLEM?" I cried.
"My problem? You wanna know what my problem is...YOU! As of RIGHT NOW...You're MY PROBLEM! You won't stop fucking screaming!" He snarled.
I was scared.
This boy was just standing here and watching me sit here on the kitchen floor in pain.
The baby was coming very soon...I can feel it.
"Get up!" Cody demanded.
"I can't." I panted.
"Well don't just sit there..." Cody walked over and grabbed me from under my arms and started pulling me up.
"CODY STOP!" I screamed.
"Please please please please please please...I need help. The baby is coming..." I trembled.
"Well ain't that something..." Cody mumbled.
The smell of his breath was beginning to make me feel very sick.
I feel as if I could start puking any minute now.
"For the sake of this baby...put me down." I begged.
"Fine." Cody spat in my face.
Instead of putting me back down gentley...I was up on my knees...and then he just let me fall.
I screamed louder than I had imagined possible...
"Chloe?"
And just when I believed I would succumb to the pain, I heard my name.
I had instantly recognized the voice after hearing my name for the second time...
"MOM!" I managed to shout.
I could hear the sound of quick footsteps making their way to where we were.
Then I caught the horrified glared of my Father.
He just examined the room. His eyes went from the broken glass to Cody who looked completely clueless as to what was happening to the bottle that was in Cody's hand and back to me.
"Papi por favor que me ayude!" I choked.
(Daddy please help me)
Never in my life did I imagine my parents seeing me like this...
Me...lying on the floor in a fetal position with my hands wrapped protectively around my baby that was fighting to be born.
"YOU!" My dad pointed at Cody.
Dad had Cody up to the wall by his shirt in an instant while my Mom had rushed to my aid.
"No te preocupes, nosotros te vamos a recibir alguna ayuda." My mom said trying to comfort me.
(Don't worry, we're going to get you some help)
"Mamá ¿qué estás haciendo aquí?" I choked.
(Mom what are you doing here?)
"My God how long have you been like this?" My mother asked me.
"A while—Mom there isn't much time. We have to get to the hospital—"
"Stephanie! I need your help right now!" My mother shouted.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY DAUGHTER!" I heard my dad yell in the hallway.
"Mom!" I gasped.
"We're not gonna be able to get there in time. You're gonna have to do this here." My Aunt told me.
"No Ma...I can't—"
"I know your tired and I know you're scared, but now you have to focus on getting her out. I don't know what HE did to you but this baby needs to come out out now before she gets put at an even higher risk. You're gonna have to push." My mom said.
I didn't want to do this.
Not here.
But before I knew it...Mom and my Aunt Stephanie had helped me give birth to baby girl.
Elenore Marie De La Melena.
An ambulance had showed up in good timing and rushed my baby and I to the hospital.
The worse wasn't even over yet.
Elenore had to be put into the intensive care unit because she was having trouble breathing.
She was in there for a good 6 days after she was born. I hated every minute of seeing her with all of those tubes and wires on her body.
I was so bothered by how uncomfortable she looked when the doctors examined her.
All she could do was cry and I wasn't able to hold her yet.
Cody risked our lives doing what he did...and I was never gonna let him lay a finger on my baby girl.
Nora is mine.
My father had a pretty good idea as to what had happened at the house when no one was around jugding by what he had saw when he first walked into the house...he sent Cody home immeadiately after we got to the hospital knowing that Cody's parents would be even harder on him than my father was.
A month after Elenore was born my parents moved me and my daughter to Florida to stay with my Abuela . I was home-schooled when I was in Spain and I decided to continue to be home-schooled for the rest of my sophomore year and junior year of high school.
The hardest part for me was leaving my baby when my parents had decided that they wanted me to go back to Washington. I wanted to bring her with me but I didn't want to risk it.
My parents had started making arrangements for me to move back to Washington nearly 4 months before I would start my senior year...without Nora...I had asked that Nora stay with my Abuela so she would be safe...away from her father. As far as Elenore goes...what happened between me and Cody overall remained a secret until I felt I was ready for people to know.
Even if it means hiding my secret from my best friend...Ella.
I'm a mother now...and I have to do whatever I can to be sure that my Nora is safe.
Even if it means going to La Push, Washington to live with my best friend and act like nothing jurasstically life changing happened while I was in Spain.
Keeping it all a secret. But I fear that things always have their way of gettin out in the open whether I like it or not. So I'm holding my breath on this one.
~~~Flashback ends~~~
I never thought that I would be doing this so soon.
After all that's happened. Here I am. Getting ready for what I hope will be a fun night.
Ella's out running some errands for her party tomorrow, and I'm going out on a date with Gabe.
Now I'm really starting to second guess myself as to if I even wanna go ahead and get into a relationship.
How am I suppost to be completely honest with Gabe knowing that anything that should happen between us in the future could go down hill at any time once he finds out that I have a daughter.
I'm afraid to start over again. I fear I will get too attached to Gabe too quickly and end up spilling everything out at the wrong time not knowing if Gabe really does have feelings for me.
Maybe I shouldn't have said yes in the first place.
I'm not ready to be in a relationship right now...I know for a fact that I'm not.
I don't know what it is about Gabe Avanaco...but something just kept telling me to say yes. Like I felt the urge to just be with him.
The doorbell rang.
"Just a second!" I yelled from the down stairs bathroom.
You can do this Chloe.
Just take a deep breath and open the fron the door.
I did a final check in the mirror to see if I looked okay.
Very slowly...I made my way towards the door.
There he was.
Dressed completely casual in a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, a jacket and a pair of snearker.
"You ready?" Gabe asked me with a smile on my face.
This is it...
Chloe you either drop out now or take his hand and go.
"Let's go."
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Much Love,
~Dazzler 916~