Mr. Styles

Chapter 48

Mr. Styles P.O.V.

I clicked through channels on the television trying to just drown out my thoughts. I wanted to be there for Elena... I really did but I just couldn't. I don't even know if I should be mad at her or not. I mean I love her so much and I don't want to just push her aside and ignore her but I just feel so conflicted.

Before I could think, I felt my legs carrying me up the stairs and down the hall to where Elena was. I gently pushed the door open.

Her back was turned towards me.

I slowly entered the room and shut the door behind me. I removed my jeans and climbed in beside her under the massive load of blankets. I don't know why she loves these damn blankets so much. It's hot as hell.

I sighed and stared up at the ceiling. I wished my mom was here. She probably wouldn't help me make an exact decision but it would just be nice if she could hug me right now. I turned to face Elena. I could tell by the tensing of her body that she wasn't sleeping.

"Elena.." I whispered. "I know you aren't sleeping."

She didn't move.

I sighed, "baby I'm sorry. I know this is a lot for you too. I'm just.... I don't know. I'm just having trouble figuring out what to say to you or how to feel." I could feel myself becoming more emotional. "I-I mean we didn't even get to a point where we can just enjoy each other. I thought we would be able to do it here but I always have to make sure business at the warehouse is in order and I'm always in meetings and stuff. It's just hard to enjoy you and spend time with you.." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Baby... w-we didn't even have a chance to be intimate yet. I never got to make you feel good and now... you're pregnant and it's not even mine. This isn't fair..."

By this time, I knew I had Elena's full attention. She turned to me and stared into my eyes. I wanted to cry seeing the look on her face. Even in the dark, I could see her eyes glistening with tears. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her toward me. "Princess," I whispered. "Please stop crying.."

She buried her face into my chest and held me close to her. "D-Daddy I'm so sorry... t-this is all my fault. Greg was so m-mean to me a-and he was always just so strong and I-I just couldn't push him off. It h-hurt so much and I-I just couldn't move... I was so scared..."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried my best to hold back my tears. I know she mentioned this to me before but it felt like I was hearing it for the first time all over again.

I was angry.

"Elena.. this isn't your fault.. you being pregnant is not your fault.."

That actually reassured the both of us.

She shook her head and looked up at me through her lashes. "D-Daddy?"

I hummed a response.

"I'm really sorry I didn't tell you... I-I just..." She paused. "Greg always hits me and stuff a-and I mean I know he always wanted children b-but I don't think he would have wanted them right now. He probably would have h-hit me.. So I guess I was afraid that you... you would do the same. I love you so much and I just couldn't say anything... I was terrified of how you would react."

I frowned.

What?

"Elena." I said curtly. "I want you to listen to me and believe me when I tell you this." I sighed. "I will never put my hands on you. I will never punch you or kick you or do anything to put you in harms way or make you feel unsafe. I love you and nothing will ever change that. Not this baby. Nothing."

I placed a delicate kiss on her lips. "I will be honest, I am angry but the anger that I have will not mask the love that I have for you. Understand?"

She nodded.

Silence filled the space between us.

"Daddy.." Elena whispered. "What are we going to do?"

I shook my head. "I really don't know."

A/N: Heyyy

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