"Okay, okay, look, calm down Mark." I told him, i sat up, holding the sheets in front of my breasts.
"Calm down?" He asked, placing his helmet on his night table. "This creep was inside of you! You fucked my sister! You fucked my sister!" He was furious.
"Ok, Mark. I am old enough to know what i want." i said, he made a disgusted face. "Don't worry okay?" I stood up, hands over my breasts and pussy. I put on Chris's shirt, it fit me like a dress. I handed Chris his underwear and pants, he quickly put them on under the covers.
"You watch out punk. You watch out." All of my brothers were staring as Mark threatened Chris.
"Give me a break." Chris said.
"What did you say, you fuckhead?" Mark, without giving it second thought, punched Chris across the face.
"Calm the fuck down, Mark. Stop." I pushed him away.
Chris looked at me, his hand over his bleeding nose. I took him by the hand to the bathroom, where he washed the blood off his nose.
"I'm sorry for Mark. He is overprotective." I said as i carefully gave him a little kiss.
"Was worth it. We should do this again soon." I loved the way he always tried to see the positive side of things.
"We will, i promise." I said as we headed towards the door.
"This isn't over, Rodriguez" Mark threatened.
I closed the door behind us.
"I had a great time, babe." He wrapped his arms around my waist.
I pressed my lips against his, "See you at dinner, Chris".
I walked in my cabin, everyone was staring at me.
"I can't even recognize you Claire, you are more like an Aphrodite Chick now. You left us in the middle of Capture the Flag" Xenia teased.
I punched her on the stomach, "Would an Aphrodite daughter do that?" I asked.
"Go shower Clarisse, you smell like sex." Mark said.
I rolled my eyes and picked my clothes up and set them on a pile of dirty clothes. I turned on the shower, i stared in the mirror, my chocolate brown hair was long and Mark was right, i did smell like sex. As i rubbed my body with soap, i recalled Chris's touches on each place, i shampooed my hair and as i rinsed it off, i imagined Chris in here with me. I touched myself and moaned his name in a low voice. I couldn't wait to see him at dinner time.
TWO MONTHS LATER
I made my hair into a messy bun and sat on the floor, staring at the toilet water. Oh no, here it comes again.
"Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…." I had been puking for the past hour. I don't understand, for the past three nights i have been feeling dizzy, and vomiting. I had gone to the infirmary, they couldn't diagnose what it was, they said i had no symptoms of a virus. This doesnt make sense.
I puked a few more times that night, and the next night too…
I was walking down to lunch, "Annabeth" I called, she looked back, i caught up with her, "what day is today?" I asked.
"Its the 28th, Clarisse" I felt it coming, my stomach wrapped, i became pale. "Clarisse, are you okay?" Annabeth gave me a pat.
"I am fine." I walked ahead.
I knew what was going on. Last month i had missed my period, but i thought it was normal to miss one month every once in a while, but this was the second month… and no period. They say birth control is almost always effective. No, it couldn't possibly. I wanted to cry, but i had to hold it in. I couldn't believe this was happening.
I ate lunch in a hurry.
I sat down at the bleachers in the amphitheater, i felt the tears coming. i was having a baby, i could no longer fight the way i used to, i couldn't do any of the activities that i loved so much, just because of a mistake with the birth control. And what would my father say? It was bad enough for him that i was a girl, and now he would see that my uterus is perfectly healthy. What would all the other campers say? Clarisse La Rue, the best fighter they had, can't fight anymore. I wasn't ready to stop fighting. I had so much to do. I looked around and remembered myself, punching and fighting, all those times with "Maimer", plunging Percy's head in the toilet, all those moments.
As i sat there, Chris started walking in my direction.
"Clarisse?" He called out, still a few meters away from me.
"Huh?" I looked back at him, barely making a sound.
"Connor told me there's gonna be a great fight between a Hephaestus kid and a… what was he? Apollo… i think. Wanna come see?" He invited me, wearing a warm smile on his face. Fights, i remember when i could do that. I thought to myself.
"I'll pass." I told him, making an effort for my voice to come out.
I let my long hair fall free out of the ponytail, so i could play with it. I expected Chris to turn back and go watch the fight he had invited me to, and that is exactly what i wanted him to do. It was bad enough that i could do limited things now, i didn't have to drag Chris along with me. But instead of walking away, i could hear his steps getting closer to me, i briskly wiped the tears off my face.
"What are you doing, Claire Claire?" He asked in his playful way of being, i tried my best to hide my face, but it wasn't too helpful, "Clarisse, are you crying?" My eyes were puffy, and so were my lips.
"Its nothing okay? Leave me alone." I said, and turned around.
"No its not okay. Tell me what is bothering you." He said, now in a more serious tone of voice.
"Chris" I swallowed air, i decided i had to tell him some time, let it be now. I looked in those big brown eyes of his, his wavy brown hair and his plump lips, he was handsome. How in the world does someone as handsome as him, like me… "I think… No… Hum… Chris" I staggered with my words, "okay, here it goes. I am pregnant." i felt a sudden relief by letting him know.
His eyes narrowed, his face had an expression of fright and confusion, "What? Who is the father?"
"Who do you think Chris? You!"
"Are you sure you are pregnant, Clarisse?" He asked, now in a totally serious tone of voice, "If this is a joke, i don't find it funny and i suggest you stop."
"It is not a joke, Rodriguez! You think i would joke about something like this!" There was sadness in his eyes, as i said those words. I felt the tears coming, i looked up at the sky, a silly attempt of making the tears sink back into my eyes. Soon enough, the tears were rolling down my cheeks, i was blubbering desperately, "They say birth control is 99.9% of the time effective. What if the 0.1% of fail happened to us? I am two months late, i am never late, Chris… I am pregnant." I said in between cries.
He looked pale as chalk, for a minute i thought he was going to throw up, he was in shock.
"Chris, speak." I said nervously, still with my face wet from the tears.
He took a deep breath, "Okay, calm down. We can do this. We will find… a way." He rested his hand on my back and pulled me close. I buried my head on his chest and sobbed. He felt my stomach with his other hand and whispered in my ear, "I love you. Both of you." I smiled in between sobs, my child had a good father. He gently pulled my face up and wiped the tears off my face, he kissed my lips softly and hugged me.
"My father… my father will kill you." I whispered.
"Wow…knocking up the God of War's teen daughter. I would be mad too." He tried making a joke.
"I won't anything bad happen to you." I whispered, tears threatening to fall again, i knew deep inside that i had said that for both of them.
"How far along are you?"
"Assuming that i got pregnant on the night we had sex in my cabin, two months ago, about eight or nine weeks."
"Okay, we have time until the belly starts showing." He said.
"Who are we going to tell first?" I asked.
"Chiron. We need the infirmary's resources for the pre natal care." He said.
"Not today okay? Please…" I begged.
"Tomorrow. We'll go together and tell him." He said. "You go to your cabin and rest, if anyone asks i will tell them you are not feeling great. I will see you at dinner" He said, i nodded.
I walked slowly to my cabin, i didn't know what to think.
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