Ana
"What. Are. You. Doing. Here?" Ethan hissed.
Kate drags her greedy eyes away from Christian, and smirks at Ethan. Fucking bitch.
"Didn't realize I had to have your permission to come to a public event," she smirks.
Ethan grinds his teeth and glares.
She moves her eyes away from Ethan and her icy glare land on mine.
"Who might you be?" she cocks her head the side and narrows them at me.
Christian pulls me behind him just before I start to put the bitch in her place.
"Christian!" I hiss.
"None of your goddamn business," Christian bites out.
"Oh, touchy, touchy. I like that," she purrs.
"Bitch…" I start to lunge towards her but Ethan and Christian pull me back.
"Don't Ana, the bitch isn't worth it," Ethan hissed.
"Excuse me? What did you just call me?" The bitch sneers.
"Darling, Darling, it's okay. We don't want to cause a scene," the older lady says sweetly.
I roll my eyes and snort.
"Let's go Ana. This doesn't concern us. Let's leave them alone. This isn't our battle to face," Christian murmurs in my ear.
I glare at the bitch that is shooting daggers at me. I move my eyes towards Christian and nod. In a move to piss the bitch off, I run my hands up Christian's chest and curl both of my hands around his neck and kiss him.
When we break, he smirks and takes my hand and leads me away to the playground. I glance back over my shoulder and see her glaring menacingly at me. Ethan and his parents are arguing while I give her a smug smile, before I turn around and follow Christian.
We get to the playground, and see Mia pushing Lola on a swing. She is discreetly wiping her tears away with her sweater. My eyes soften and I feel like shit that she has to go through this, when all she wanted to do is give her kids some happiness for a day. And it's her anniversary. Some way to celebrate it.
"I am going to play with Liam. Do you want a few minutes with Mia?" Christian murmurs.
I nod and he walks over to him. Liam is going down the long slide, happily oblivious to the drama that is going on with his dad and his horrible grandparents. I sigh and walk over to Mia.
"Hey," I whisper.
"Hey," she murmurs back.
"Are you okay," I say timidly.
I sit down on the swing beside Lola and study her.
"No, not really. I hate them Ana," she whimpers.
"I know. I am sorry you have to go through this. Especially today of all days," I say sympathetically.
"Yeah, well, it is what it is," she shrugs miserably.
"You know I am always here for you if you want to talk," I offer.
I want her to know she has me that she can confide in.
"I know. I am happy that I have you and Christian as friends. You get us, and our situation. It's nice to have someone to talk to while living in the shelter," she murmurs.
She wipes her eyes with her hand and stop the swing so Lola can go play on the playground. She happily hobbles off towards her brother and Christian who are now playing tag. Mia sits down on the swing that her daughter just vacated.
We sit there in silence, while we watch Christian and the kids play freeze tag. I chuckle as I look at them. Christian is going to be a great dad. I am looking forward to the journey of parenthood. Mia takes my hand and looks at me fondly.
"He is going to be a great dad. He's good with them," she giggles.
I laugh and agree. Yes, he is.
We sit there on the swings for another couple of minutes before we both see Ethan stomping towards us. In the background, I see his parents. They stare over at us in judgement, before the women places her arm around the bitch's shoulder and guides her off in the opposite direction.
His father stares at us impassively for a few seconds before he turns on his heel and cockily walks away. I roll my eyes in annoyance, before Ethan comes to kneel in front of Mia. She lets go of my hand and stares at her husband.
"I'm sorry Me-Me," he coos.
"It's not your fault, Ethan," she whispers. She looks down at her lap and plays with her fingers.
I get up off the swing to give them some privacy. I squeeze Ethan's shoulder before I walk off towards the kids. He smiles weakly at me before he turns his attention back to his wife.
"Play with me Ana," Liam giggles as he twirls himself in a circle.
I laugh and do the same. Soon enough, Christian and Lola come over to us and join in on the fun. We laugh and chase each other while Mia and Ethan smiles while they sit on the swings and watch us from the sidelines.
"Baby? Wake up, were here," Christian whispers in my ear.
I slowly wake up and open my eyes. We are back at the shelter.
I look over at Mia and Ethan and they are holding a sleeping Lola and Liam. They quietly walk off the bus with the kids in their arms. I stand up and stretch my limbs. Christian takes my hand and leads me off the deserted bus.
After the whole drama with Ethan's parents, we decided not to let them ruin the rest of the day. So, we forgot all about them and continued to have a great time. We laughed, we played, walked along the park and finally watched the movie on the big screen.
It was a funny family movie about talking dogs. The kids had a good time, and that is all that mattered. It is now around eleven o'clock when we all step off the bus.
The shelter stopped letting people in around seven, so we are not able to go in at this time of night. Mrs. Shana has gracefully given us some money for a hotel for the evening. She wanted us to come back and pick it up afterward instead of us sleeping on the streets. I wouldn't want the kids sleeping in an ally or a park bench.
Christian knocks on the shelter door. The night manager see's us and nods. He goes back in for a few minutes before he comes back and hands Christian the money.
"You all be careful out there, you hear me?" Cedrick says.
We all nod tiredly and he shuts the door. Christian walks back to us with the money in hand. He takes it out and counts it.
"One-fifty. Why don't we go find a hotel, and get these two into bed?" he suggests.
Ethan and Mia agree. We all sit down at the bus stop and we wait for another bus.
I lay my head on Christian's shoulder and try to wake myself up.
"Did you all have fun?" Mia whispers to us.
She has a sleeping Lola on her shoulder, and Ethan has Liam.
"Yes we did. Thank you for inviting us," I whisper and smile back.
"I am glad you guys came," She smiles.
"We did too, Mia," Christian smiles at her fondly.
She beams back at him. I smile at their exchange. He doesn't show it, but he thinks of Mia as a little sister. It's adorable.
The bus comes and we all get up slowly and get on the bus. It's still deserted, so we all sit at the back and are silent on the way to the hotel. We get off the bus and we all walk to the hotel lobby.
The building is all brick, with many tall windows and a green awning in front. A yellow vintage sigh that says Hotel mounted on the corner of the building.
We all get settled into a room after Christian and Ethan checked us in. We have a big room with two queen beds and a pull-out couch for the kids.
Ethan and Mia softly place the kids on the now-made sofa bed and tuck them in. They do not stir or wake up. Mia sighs and goes to the bathroom before bed.
Christian leads me to one of the queen beds. I take off my boots and get under the covers. Christian does the same and I cuddle up beside him when he gets comfortable.
Mia comes out of the bathroom and softly tells us goodnight. Ethan shuts off the light and we all quickly fall asleep.
The next morning, we all get up and head downstairs to eat the continental breakfast before checking out. When we are all done with breakfast, we all head back for the bus and ride towards the shelter.
That day, we all spend time together once more before going our separate ways for the night and all throughout Sunday. All in all, it was a good weekend.
Two Weeks Later
"Are you excited?" Christian asks.
"I am," I beam at him.
We are at the doctor's office for our first official check-up. Today, I am eight weeks along, and we are hoping to hear the baby's heartbeat. We checked in at the reception desk, thankfully the rude women who was here before is not working today.
"Anastasia Steele?" the nurse calls out.
"That's me," I wave my hand.
The nurse smiles as we walk hand in hand over to her.
"This way, please," she says.
We walk to a small room. The nurse takes my blood pressure, height and weight. She also wants me to pee in a cup to check for any bladder infections. She also asks me questions about my last menstrual period and see if I am experiencing any cramps or unusual bleeding. I tell her no, and she writes everything down on my chart.
"Alright, let's go to the ultrasound room and check the baby," she smiles.
We all head towards the room. After I lay on the bed, she comes over and pulls out a device from a drawer.
"First, let's check the heartbeat," she says.
I nod happily. She comes over and presses a button and places the end of the device to my stomach. Christian holds my hand tightly.
Suddenly, we all here the most beautiful sound. My hand flies to my mouth and tears of joy run down my cheeks.
"That's your baby's heartbeat. Healthy and strong," she smiles.
I smile and look over at Christian. He is smiling and has tears in his eyes. He kisses me softly and I wipe my tears with my shirt.
"Okay, the doctor will be right with you," she says. She closes the door.
Christian and I sit there, smiling at each other lovingly.
The doctor comes in a few moments later. He is still wearing his long white coat, a stethoscope around his neck.
"Well, how is everything going?" he smiles.
He sits down on the stool and takes out a pen from his coat pocket.
"We're great," I beam.
"I see you figured out the insurance, that is good. Now, let's see how the little gal, or guy is doing," he says.
I nod and he comes over to do the ultrasound. As he gets it all set up, he tells me to pull up my shirt. He squirts the cold gel onto my stomach and moves the probe around, while looking at the monitor.
"Here we are. Perfect little heartbeat. Everything seems to be in order," he says while concentrating on the screen.
He points to the little blip on the screen. He takes a couple of measurements of the baby before printing out some pictures for us.
I-beam, as well does Christian. He explains that I need to have a pap smear before the appointment ends. I nod and he performs the exam.
After the excruciating exam, he tells me that I need to get blood work done. He says that he wants us to come back in four weeks for another appointment. He wishes us another congratulation before he leaves the room.
A nurse comes in and does my blood work. After she is done, she wishes us a good day and leaves the room. I get up and we both walk out of the doctor's office. I smile at the ultrasound picture that is in my hand.
"Are you happy?" Christian asks while we wait for the bus.
"Extremely happy," I smile while looking into his eyes.
"I am too baby," he smirks.
He kisses me on the forehead just as the bus comes to a stop. We get on, and take a seat at the back. We drive for five minutes before the bus stops to let people on.
"Elliot!" Christian says.
I look up and see Elliot walking towards us. He beams as he spots us sitting in the back. I beam back. We haven't seen him in a while. He is his usual handsome self. Dressed in jeans, a white shirt and a brown leather jacket with a plaid shirt around his hips. He is wearing his signature brown lace up boots.
Elliot has always had that bad boy vibe about him. He is sweet, funny, charming and loyal to a fault. He's always been like a big brother to Christian and I.
"Well look who it is," he smiles.
Christian gets up and they embrace, pushing each other playfully.
I get up and he takes me into his arms. Squeezing me to death. I giggle and he chuckles.
"How's it hanging little squirt?" he ruffles my hair.
I laugh as I playfully punch his shoulder.
"Dick," I giggle.
We all sit down and talk about what we have been doing lately.
"I just got back from my trip. Relaxing, and just what I needed," Elliot smirks and places his hands behind his head.
Christian chuckles as I roll my eyes.
"I met a girl. Hot as hell too. She invited me to her parent's party tomorrow night. You guys want to come? She said I can invite friends," he wiggles his eyebrows.
"I don't know man," Christian frowns.
"Oh, come on now. We haven't hung out in a while, and I really want you to meet her. Both of you," he looks over at me and pouts.
I shake my head and bump Christian's shoulder with mine. He smirks and shakes his head as well.
"Alright I guess. Sure, we would like to come see the chick who likes your ugly ass," he smirks.
Elliot snorts and punches him in the shoulder.
He writes the address on a piece of paper and gives it to Christian.
"See you at six," he winks.
He gives me a bear hug, and he shakes Christian's hand before he gets off at his stop.
This party should be interesting.
AN: Thanks for following and reviewing.
Drama and twists will start next chapter. :)