Chapter 14 | Prep?

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Arias p.o.v.

"HAYES?" I yell as I run into the house. He comes running down the stairs. I stand at the door with tears falling from my face. I immediately run into his arms, tears flowing into his shirt. He wraps his arms around my waist, rubbing my back softly. My arms wrap around his neck as I continue to cry into his chest.

"We can do this. I promise." Hayes whispers. I look up at him.

"How can I have a baby? Hayes. You're not the one who has to carry the damn thing for nine months! I-I'm so scared! I-i can't do this Hayes. You don't understand. I-it's just I can't. I can't, I can't!" I say, pushing him away from me. I run my fingers through my hair, my adrenaline pumping.

"Baby. Shhh. We. Can. Do. This. You can handle this! We can do it! I promise! I'll be with you every step of the way." Hayes says, grabbing my hands. I fall to the floor, pushing my back up against the kitchen counter.

"I have no clue how I am this lucky. How in the world did I get someone as perfect as you?" I say. He smiles and leans his lips toward mine, placing a small kiss on my lips. My crying slows but continues to fall. He grabs me, carrying me bridal style up to our room. He lies me down on the bed and crawls in next to me.

"I love you so much." He says. I climb onto his chest and was about to say it back until I saw the computer.

"Hayes, what is that?" I ask, getting up off the bed. I sit down in the computer chair and stare at the screen.

''I-it well when you left I got excited." He says, blushing furiously. I start laughing. I start scrolling through the webpage that was up. I see tons of baby room ideas, along with some cribs, toys and other equipment.

"Hayes! How are we going to know what stuff to get? We don't know if it's a boy or a girl!" I say, turning towards him in my chair.

"I know but I'm just so excited!" He says, coming over to my chair. He leans over the back of it as I scroll through all the ideas.

"Hayes. I have an idea. How about we paint the room white, so then when the baby comes, we can paint it whatever. We could also start getting a dresser and a crib, those don't really change with gender." I say. Suddenly I am picked up off the chair.

"THATS A WONDERFUL IDEA!" He says, throwing me on the bed. He immediately attacks me with neck kisses and tickles, making me laugh. When I finally push him off of me, he climbs next to me. We cuddle until Hayes falls asleep. I decide I'm hungry, so I quietly made my way down into the kitchen. I grab out a glass bowl and a can of Mario cart chicken noodle soup. I pour the soup into the bowl, then putting it into the microwave. When the soup finished cooking, I grabbed it out and started eating it. I looked out the window and saw that the sun had almost gone completely down. I look at the microwave and see that it's 9:48. Once I finish my soup I go back upstairs and head into the bathroom. I finish brushing my teeth and I hear rustling from the bedroom.

"Can we go tomorrow? To get baby stuff?" I ask as Hayes walks tiredly into the bathroom. He smiles and wraps his hands around my waist, lying his head on my shoulder.

"Of course princess." Hayes smiles against my neck. I look in the mirror and a tear slips from my eye. Hayes notices and spins me around, pressing his forehead to mine.

"I'm going to be a mother." I say, my arms going around his neck. He pulls me as close as possible and kisses my lips softly.

"No, we are going to be a family." Hayes smiles.

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I did some thinking last night. How can I keep this a secret from him? It's currently Monday and this thought has been gnawing at my heart since I thought of it. I had an appointment for the Los Angeles prison. I was going to Matthew.
Hayes had just left for work, I didn't tell him. I couldn't. I quickly dressed in a pair of black jeans, a white T-shirt and a pink cover up. I slipped on my baby pink vans and headed out the door into my car. I started it and drove 10 miles to the prison.

"Whitham?" The desk person asks. The man led me to an area where phones were set, like a window. People were in there talking to their loved ones in the prison. I saw a dark skinned little 5 year old girl talking to her father. I almost started crying. I was getting really emotional lately. Hmmm wonder why? They led me into a booth and I hear a buzzer. I nervously peer through the glass. I see a blondish quiff I recognised. I immediately start to hyperventilate. I can't do this. Suddenly I got the courage to pick up the phone.

"Aria?" The voice asks through the phone. I tear my eyes away from him, looking down at my hand.

"Hey." I say, not looking at him.

"Why are you here?" He asks softly. I see his fingers move through e glass, making me wipe a tear away.

"Uhm... I-I just had something to tell you." I say nervously, wondering how he would react. I could almost hear the sadness in the area.

"Please look at me." He says, bringing his hand closer to the glass. I feel my eyes wanting to look up. I couldn't.

"I-I can't." I whimper, wiping more tears that threatened to spill.

"Please, just tell me then." He says sadly. I bring myself to look up. I force myself to say it.

"Matthew, I'm pregnant and the baby might be yours." I say, taking a deep breath. I will myself not to cry, forcing my eyes to his. His eyes go wide.

"H-hayes knows?" He asks, his face showing nothing but worry.

"Yes." I say. He looks at me, not knowing what to think.

"I-I might be a father?" He asks, happiness starting to show. I look at him in pure disgust.

"Yes. By the way, how long of a sentence did you get." I say bitterly. I wanted him to know, that even if this baby is his, he will never be apart of its life.

"5 years. I had a great lawyer." He says. My heart shatters. That's it?

"H-how? But wait kidnapping AND RAPE is like 10 years." I say. He shakes his head.

"I only kidnapped you for 1 month and a half. I didn't ask for ransom or threaten to kill anyone. I don't know how it all happened but... There's one more thing." He says, keeping eye contact with me.

"W-what." I ask, it couldn't get any worse could it?

"I might get off in three."

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OKAY ITS SHORT IM SORRY UGHH I WAS GROUNDED

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