Abigail's (Elle's Mom)P.O.V.
I slowly sat down in the dining room with a cup of coffee. I took a small sip and continued to stare at Daniel.
"What was that?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"What do anda mean?" He responded calmly.
"You know what I mean, Daniel." I berkata stearnly.
"She can't have that baby."
"Yes, she very much can."
"I don't want her to." He replied.
"I don't care about what anda want now. But what I want is a divorce." I berkata coldly, finishing my coffee and leaving the room.
Prince's P.O.V. (This is taking place the seterusnya morning)
Elle ran out of the bed, hurrying into the bathroom. She fell to her knee's infront of the toilet and started to throw up. I quickely got up, followed her in, pulled the hair out of her face gently and rubbing her back. When she finished, she rinsed her mouth off and sat back down on the cool tiles of the bathroom. I could sense something wasn't right.
"Whats the matter?" I asked, sitting on my butt.
"I'm just thinking of what my dad berkata last night." She replied pulling her knee's to her chest and hugged them.
"Don't listen to him. anda are nothing that he berkata anda were." I replied as Elle got a weird expression on her face. She brushed past me and went to the toilet again. We repeated the same routine.
*Later on that day*
"Do anda want a boy atau a girl?" Elle asked me as we were laying on the grass, staring at the sky.
"I don't care, as long as it's healthy. How about you?" I replied.
"I'd prefer a boy. But I don't mind if it's a girl."
"If it's a boy, anda have to promise me one thing." I told her.
"What?"
"We name him Luke."
"I like that name. But why Luke?" She asked.
"Cause I like it." I replied.
"Well if we have a girl were naming her Rachel." Elle giggled.
"Sounds good."
Elle's P.O.V.
The air smelled so good. The wind swept up the scent of Bunga and carried it around the house.
"Prince? Can I talk to you?" Katherine asked from the house.
"Yeah. Be right there Grandma." He replied as he got up. "Be right back."
"So what were anda two talking about?" Paris asked, sitting down seterusnya to me.
"Oh just about baby names." I replied, starting to pull the rumput out of the ground.
"If it's a girl she BETTER be named Paris."
"We already decided on Rachel. Sorry." I giggled back.
"Middle name?"
"Fine." I replied silently. Rachel Paris Jackson. atau would it be Rachel Paris Bryant? Rachel Paris Bryant- Jackson? I had no clue. All of this was freaking me out.
"Why are anda still so scared about all of this? Your mom will obviously support you!" Paris asked.
"What am I going to do when the baby comes? Is it going to live with Prince? Me? Are we going to alih in together? Get married? What about school? How am I supposed to do this?! It's all happening too fast. I've always had this plan since I was little. I'd go to school, finish it, find a nice guy, get a good job, get married, then have kids. It's all messed up, Paris. I never expected any of it."
"Eh hem." Prince cleared his throat. Paris and I looked back quickely. He looked angry, staring at me with hurt eye's. "Can I talk to Elle alone, Paris?" He asked quietly. She quickely got up and ran into the house, shooting me with a surprised expression. When she closed the door, Prince turned to me.
"What the hell? Why didn't anda tell me any of this?" He asked.
"I was afraid that anda wouldn't understand." I replied quietly, looking down.
"So anda go over to my sister when anda should have come to me?"
"I'm sorry!" I raised my voice.
"Well I'm sorry that I can't be that nice guy that fit your perfect little life anda dreamt of when anda were little." Prince's words were like cold stones. He turned around and started to walk away. I grabbed his arm.
"Look, I'm just afraid!" I yelled.
"WELL I'M AFRAID TOO. Damn it, Elle!" He lowered his voice. I remained silent. "Didn't anda ever think that this wasn't in my 'plan'? I never wanted to have a kid when I was sixteen, but here I am, having one with you."
"What, are anda blaming all of this on me?!" I asked shocked.
"No. I'm blaming it on my stupidity."
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked loudly.
"Whatever. Do anda even want to have this baby?" Prince replied, starting to get lebih sincere.
"It's not that simple." I told him.
"Answer the question. Do anda want it atau not?"
"Prince, I can't answer tha-" He interrupted me.
"What do you want?" I stayed silent, staring at the grass. "Damn it, Elle! Just for two seconds, stop thinking of your mom and your dad. Stop thinking of me and my family. They're out of the picture. Clear your mind. Now what do anda want?!"
"You want to know the truth, Prince?" I asked looking him in the eye. He nodded his head. "I don't know."
Prince sighed and walked away.
It was the truth. I don't know
I slowly sat down in the dining room with a cup of coffee. I took a small sip and continued to stare at Daniel.
"What was that?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"What do anda mean?" He responded calmly.
"You know what I mean, Daniel." I berkata stearnly.
"She can't have that baby."
"Yes, she very much can."
"I don't want her to." He replied.
"I don't care about what anda want now. But what I want is a divorce." I berkata coldly, finishing my coffee and leaving the room.
Prince's P.O.V. (This is taking place the seterusnya morning)
Elle ran out of the bed, hurrying into the bathroom. She fell to her knee's infront of the toilet and started to throw up. I quickely got up, followed her in, pulled the hair out of her face gently and rubbing her back. When she finished, she rinsed her mouth off and sat back down on the cool tiles of the bathroom. I could sense something wasn't right.
"Whats the matter?" I asked, sitting on my butt.
"I'm just thinking of what my dad berkata last night." She replied pulling her knee's to her chest and hugged them.
"Don't listen to him. anda are nothing that he berkata anda were." I replied as Elle got a weird expression on her face. She brushed past me and went to the toilet again. We repeated the same routine.
*Later on that day*
"Do anda want a boy atau a girl?" Elle asked me as we were laying on the grass, staring at the sky.
"I don't care, as long as it's healthy. How about you?" I replied.
"I'd prefer a boy. But I don't mind if it's a girl."
"If it's a boy, anda have to promise me one thing." I told her.
"What?"
"We name him Luke."
"I like that name. But why Luke?" She asked.
"Cause I like it." I replied.
"Well if we have a girl were naming her Rachel." Elle giggled.
"Sounds good."
Elle's P.O.V.
The air smelled so good. The wind swept up the scent of Bunga and carried it around the house.
"Prince? Can I talk to you?" Katherine asked from the house.
"Yeah. Be right there Grandma." He replied as he got up. "Be right back."
"So what were anda two talking about?" Paris asked, sitting down seterusnya to me.
"Oh just about baby names." I replied, starting to pull the rumput out of the ground.
"If it's a girl she BETTER be named Paris."
"We already decided on Rachel. Sorry." I giggled back.
"Middle name?"
"Fine." I replied silently. Rachel Paris Jackson. atau would it be Rachel Paris Bryant? Rachel Paris Bryant- Jackson? I had no clue. All of this was freaking me out.
"Why are anda still so scared about all of this? Your mom will obviously support you!" Paris asked.
"What am I going to do when the baby comes? Is it going to live with Prince? Me? Are we going to alih in together? Get married? What about school? How am I supposed to do this?! It's all happening too fast. I've always had this plan since I was little. I'd go to school, finish it, find a nice guy, get a good job, get married, then have kids. It's all messed up, Paris. I never expected any of it."
"Eh hem." Prince cleared his throat. Paris and I looked back quickely. He looked angry, staring at me with hurt eye's. "Can I talk to Elle alone, Paris?" He asked quietly. She quickely got up and ran into the house, shooting me with a surprised expression. When she closed the door, Prince turned to me.
"What the hell? Why didn't anda tell me any of this?" He asked.
"I was afraid that anda wouldn't understand." I replied quietly, looking down.
"So anda go over to my sister when anda should have come to me?"
"I'm sorry!" I raised my voice.
"Well I'm sorry that I can't be that nice guy that fit your perfect little life anda dreamt of when anda were little." Prince's words were like cold stones. He turned around and started to walk away. I grabbed his arm.
"Look, I'm just afraid!" I yelled.
"WELL I'M AFRAID TOO. Damn it, Elle!" He lowered his voice. I remained silent. "Didn't anda ever think that this wasn't in my 'plan'? I never wanted to have a kid when I was sixteen, but here I am, having one with you."
"What, are anda blaming all of this on me?!" I asked shocked.
"No. I'm blaming it on my stupidity."
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked loudly.
"Whatever. Do anda even want to have this baby?" Prince replied, starting to get lebih sincere.
"It's not that simple." I told him.
"Answer the question. Do anda want it atau not?"
"Prince, I can't answer tha-" He interrupted me.
"What do you want?" I stayed silent, staring at the grass. "Damn it, Elle! Just for two seconds, stop thinking of your mom and your dad. Stop thinking of me and my family. They're out of the picture. Clear your mind. Now what do anda want?!"
"You want to know the truth, Prince?" I asked looking him in the eye. He nodded his head. "I don't know."
Prince sighed and walked away.
It was the truth. I don't know