I apologise for this delayed update so much. I didn't mean to take so long, but I just haven't had ay motivation forthis story and still don't really have any. It took me so long to write this chapter and I don't know how long it is going to take. I don't want to stop the story, but I have no where for this to go at the moment.
If any of you have anywhere where you want to see this story go, then please let me know, it may help me get back onto it.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter, even just a little. Oh and I'm sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, its almost 4am and I'm a little tired so my proof reading may not be up to scratch.
Growing Up Troubles
Elizabeth sat watching the television, whilst doing her homework. Chris was at work and Wyatt was in the kitchen sorting out an order for the restaurant, so it was not like they were going to check that she actually doing her homework. Well, that was what she thought.
"You're grounded, young lady, that means no TV." Wyatt's voice called out, causing the 16-year-old to jump slightly as she looked in his direction. He said nothing else, just waited for her to turn the television and then started to dial a number into the telephone.
Elizabeth sighed as she looked down at her math problem. If she was honest, right now she could do with Chris' help on her homework, but she would not admit that. It was not that she hated Chris, it was just that he was not her dad, not her biological dad. He had taken the place of her mother and she did not like that idea. She had to deal with too many people at school laughing at her because she had two dads and no mom and it annoyed her far too much.
Flopping back in the couch, she rubbed her tired blue eyes. She needed to get out of here. She had only been suspended for a week and already she had had enough of it. Part of her could not wait to get back to school next week, so she could see her friends again. As of today her dad and Chris were going to be keeping a very close eye on her, she knew it, but she needed to escape.
Eyeing Wyatt's car keys on the key hook that hung on the wall, she did not have her driver's license yet, but she knew how to drive. Glancing at her homework first and then at the door that led to the kitchen, the blonde girl smiled. She knew her escape, it would only be for five minutes, just a little drive. No-one would ever know.
Chris sighed as he looked at more paperwork on an adoption case that he was working on. He had been working on this for a couple of weeks now, the same case, all because of some checks on the husband of the couple that wanted to adopt the young boy.
Sighing, his thoughts went to Bianca and his son. He did not know who his son was yet and he was thinking about him. He needed to know who he was, he would regret it otherwise.
Picking up the phone, he did something he had only been thinking about since running into his ex-girlfriend, he called her.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Bee, it's me."
"Chris," Bianca's voice sounded soft over the phone, "Wow! I thought you'd decided not to bother calling."
The Perry had to wince at that, it had taken him a while to call her, but he needed to make sure everything was fine with Wyatt first. He was not going to do something that would mean him losing the love of his life.
"I'm sorry it took me so long," he finally replied to her, keeping his voice quiet since the door to his office was open. He did not need his colleagues to find out what was going on in his personal life, "But, me and Wyatt had to talk."
"Please don't tell me he doesn't want you to meet your son."
"Quite the opposite," Chris smiled down the phone, and even though she could not see it, he knew she would be able to hear it, "When can I meet him?"
He sat in silence for a few minutes until his ex-girlfriend finally answered.
"What are you doing tonight?"
"Think that might be a little short notice for Wyatt."
"Oh right, yeah," came the reply, slightly disappointed, "How about tomorrow evening then? Say seven, at mine?"
"Where's yours?"
After telling his eldest daughter to turn the television off, Wyatt had retreated back into the kitchen to sort out the rest of the order that was meant to have come in that day, instead it was going to be two days late.
"It's just unacceptable…" he started until there was a knock at the front door. Thinking that Elizabeth was in, he left it for her to get it and continued with the conversation, "How do you expect me to run a restaurant when you can't get the order in? You're meant to be a professional company…" another knock sounded at the door, "Excuse me a minute," he said into the phone before pushing the door that lead to the living room open, "Lizzie will you…" that was when he realised that his daughter was not there. Frowning, he figured she must have gone upstairs, "I will be calling back."
With that, Wyatt hung up the call and walked to the front door, as there was another knock. The minute he opened it, his thoughts of Elizabeth doing as she was told went out of his mind as he saw her stood on the doorstop with two police officers behind her, one of them being his cousin, Charlie.
"Elizabeth…"
Wyatt glared at his daughter as Charlie explained what they were doing here.
"I knew she didn't have a license, Wyatt, I had to pull her over."
"It's ok, you were just doing your job," Wyatt nodded his head and then looked at his daughter, "Living room, now, young lady."
Once Lizzie was out of the way, Wyatt looked at Charlie.
"I'm just glad it was you who pulled her over," Wyatt sighed to his younger cousin, "Thanks, Charlie."
"Don't mention it."
Once Charlie and his partner were gone, Wyatt made his way back into the living room. This time his daughter was in so much trouble, she was going to wish she had never set a foot wrong.
Holly walked towards the house, well waddled towards the house, with her son as she saw the police officers walking away. Instantly she recognised one of them as her cousin and called him over.
"What's happened?"
"Just had to pull over Elizabeth for driving without a license," Charlie explained to the woman with a small smile, "If you're going in there, I'd suggest you give it a few minutes. Wyatt didn't look happy."
Nodding her head, understanding what her younger cousin meant, she sighed and looked to the house. She really did need to go in, her feet were killing her, but did she really want to go inside when she knew there would be some shouting going on for what Elizabeth had just done?
"Mommy, I need to go."
Hearing that, there was only one thing she could do, brave what was on the other side of the door. It was not that it scared her, it was just something she did not want to walk in on.
The minute she opened the door, she could hear Wyatt's raised voice from inside the living room.
"You had no right to steal my car!"
Looking down at her four-year-old son, she realised Ben had disappeared up the stairs to the bathroom, oblivious to what was going on.
"And you have no right to keep me locked up here!"
"I'm your father, yes I do. It's punishment for all the trouble you've caused…Where do you think you're going young lady?"
At that, the door swung open and Elizabeth ran past Holly, towards the stairs, Wyatt close by.
"Elizabeth!"
"To my room, where you're going to send me anyway."
"I'm not finished talking to you, now get back into that living room."
Holly could only watch as the interaction grew into a full blown argument between father and daughter, all the time thinking that she had never been like this with her parents and in fact she could not think of any of her cousins or siblings being like this, even Wyatt when he was going through his rebellious stage.
"Holly, what do you think?"
"Don't get Holly into this, Elizabeth, this is between you and me," Wyatt shouted and then looked at his cousin, who seemed stunned by everything. Turning back to Elizabeth he grabbed her arm, "Living room, right this instant."
Pushing her towards the room, he never missed the look of pain flash in his cousin's chocolate eyes.
"Hol, you ok?"
"Yeah, I think," Holly nodded her head, but then grabbed her stomach as she felt a contraction, "Maybe not."
"What is it?" Now Wyatt's thoughts were off his daughter as he ran over to Holly, as she doubled over – as much as she could – in pain, "Holly, talk to me?"
"Labour."
That was all he needed to hear, that simple word made him understand what was going on. The Halliwell glanced to his daughter, telling her to call Speedy while he helped Holly to the door, to take her to the hospital.
"Ben…"
"Look after Ben too," Wyatt called back to the 16-year-old, "And tell Frank that you have him."
Bit of a cliffy, it kinda helps me knowI need to keep on with the story. Well, please review to tell me what you thought, and don't forget to tell me if you want to see something happen.