grayson's empire

7

Ele's pov

as soon as ella has picked up aurora i head to bed. am i terrified sleeping alone? yes. i shower and change into comfy clothes before entering the comforting bed. falling asleep rather quickly. 

i head to work early in the morning, "Ms Vienna we need to speak." i hear as i exit the elevator. i roll my eyes and walk into his office. "Mr Arlow, you needed me?" i say closing the door behind me. "what was that about last night?" i chuckle. "you're unbelievable. i've been trying and trying, and you treat me like shit. that's what it's all about. safe yourself, i'm done pretending like i'm in love with a monster like you" i say opening the door and walking out.

the rest of the day was a blur. i went to a bar after walking out of work. a nice guy gave me a drink. after that i don't remember anything.  

it's been a few weeks. exactly 7 weeks after i stopped talking to Grayson. and honestly. i miss the person to talk to. it hasn't been the same. i have a meeting with him and everyone else today and i am not looking forward to it. my feet feel heavier than ever as i drag them to the conference room. i sit down and as it has always been my chair has been next to grayson's the meeting begins when suddenly i feel extremely sick. i get up and run out of the meeting. straight to the rest room and throw up over the toilet. fuck. why am i sick? i never get sick. 

i continuesly throw up for about 20 minutes. how is this much coming out i havent eaten in days. "eleanor, why are you throwing up so much?" i hear from outside the stall i'm in. i know this voice. "i ate something wrong i think. i'm fine i'll be back in a minute" i say as i feel tears slip down my face. i get out of the stall and rinse my mouth with the tapwater. i feel disgusting. when i walk out of the restroom i see my boss. "why are you throwing up like that? you don't have a fever, you don't eat. tell me the truth." Grayson states. "Mr Arlow, i'm fine, really" i tell him and head back to the conference room after taking some gum from lydia's desk. 

and so it goes for 3 weeks. throwing up every day. for no reason at all. i don't understand but grayson won't let me get back to work unless it's over. i haven't been to work in a week. "open the door Eleanor. it's me" my boss. i open the door, not enough to let him in tho. i don't want him in my apartment anymore. "yes?" i ask him. "are you feeling any better" he asks, pure concern laced through his voice. "Mr Arlow, i'd appreciate it if you could le-" before i can finish my sentence i get pulled away from the door. bentley. "stop being so rude. he's not here for shits and giggles, he's here to check up on you" bentley says frustrated.

"THEN ENTERTAIN HIM YOURSELF. I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO HIM" i yell before storming out of my appartment, god i could use some chicken nuggets right now. i drive to  mcdonalds pick up some nuggets before heading home. just to find fucking grayson zayden arlow. "what is he still doing here?" i say chucking the chicken nuggets on the counter. "eleanor. are you kidding me?" bentley asks. i break down suddenly. "i- i just- i don't i can't" i cry out as my knees get wobbly. i slowly sink to the ground until a strong pair of hands keeps me from being on the chilly floor. "hey, hey, eleanor. look at me." graysons voice brings me back to my senses. "i'm sorry. i- i don't know where this is all coming from." i tell him.

 
"i think i know, bentley, do not let her move from that couch. i'll be back" he says after placing me on the couch. bentley glares at me from the other side of the couch. "you're going to end up alone with this attitude eleanor. i'm disappointed in you" the last 4 words carve right into my heart. my bestfriend. i disappointed my bestfriend. he hates me now. as thoughts spiral in my head bentley leaves the appartment. i'm gonna end up. all alone? "hey i'm back, eleanor. take this test" i snap out of my thougts. my eyes falling up the carton box. pregnancy test. it looks neon. "i- i uhm grayson. i'm" i start hyperventilating. "did i- did i gain weight" i panic. "it's not about your body, it's about your sickness, your extreme moodswings. take the test. i'll be waiting here." i nod and head into the bathroom. i can't be pregnant. it's impossible. i can not be pregnant i haven't had sex. in months. 

i take the test and walk back into the living room. placing the test on a piece of kitchenpaper and wash my hands again. "what does it say?" i shrug my shoulders. "i can't be pregnant. it would be impossible" he looks at me confused. "you're a virgin?" i laugh and shake my head. "i haven't had sex in months. i can't be" he nods confused as he takes the test in his hand. "but you are pregnant eleanor" he says showing me the test. 

what. the. fuck. 

i look at grayson as thoughts cloud my brain and tears blur my vision. i feel myself hit something before my brain shuts off. 

i open my eyes slowly. a bright light above my head makes me squint my eyes. am i in a hospital? i certainly aint home. how did i end up here. think eleanor think. we were at the appartment. i was washing my hands. wasn't i? i found out i was pregnant. i'm pregnant. fuck. i look around the room and see grayson pacing back and forth "i don't know if i can keep the baby" i say barely above a whisper. "but i don't know if i could get rid of it." i add. "you have time to think. but as long as you're carrying a child i don't want you walking around the building, you'd be on pregnancy leave i'll still pay you. the normal. but i want you to rest if you do decide to have the baby" i look at him. "i fill out schedules. i don't walk around with guns you can't just put me on the bench." i tell him. "who's going to bring you coffee and lunch? huh? who knows you well enough to make a schedule that actually works? who's going to replace me? selina who just wants to bang you? are you out of your mind. you need someone who knows when you need food or or or how to deal with your family stuff. or or who can help out your sister. and and someone who can get you the exact food you like, i memorized your orders everywhere. you can't. no. you can not. i refuse you're not benching me." 

grayson looks at me with a smile on his face. "yeah. are you done darling?" i nod a little. "i want you to take the rest you need. i don't want you to fill your brain with useless information about meetings when you should be make a schedule for buying a new place. for you and the baby, where you can stay without roommates." i look away from him.  "i get it, you're overwhelmed, a lot of things are changing, and alot is on your mind. but, i'm not benching you. i just... eleanor, i just want you to be ok" he tells me as he takes my hand in his. 

"and i want you to be ok, so benching me is not the solution, i can continue working to keep an eye on you. and while i do that i guess you can keep an eye on me" he smiles at me. "we'll decide when you make your decision" he tells me. "i'm keeping the baby, i don't want to end up alone" i whisper.  even if all my friends and grayson leave me, i'll still have my baby. "ok, then we can work something out, first we need to know when your due date is. and how far along you are." he says and kisses my hand. 

a couple minutes after grayson had returned to the room a nurse walks in with some sort of machine, "hi darling, your lovely boyfriend has told me you guys want me to find out how far along you are, is that correct" i smile at her. "yes please" i answer before turning my face to grayson to give him my. 'are you fucking kidding me right now' look. he kisses my hand again as i pull up my shirt for her to take the ultrasound. "looks like you're about 10-12 weeks pregnant, which would place your duedate aroundddddd. august 19th" she says i smile. "thank you. so much" i tell her.

grayson looks at me. his eyes... sparkling? "you get comfy darling, i'm going to get us food." he says through the smile plastered on his face. "why don't i get dressed and just go get a milkshake and like. burgers and nuggets somewhere. ouu at the diner. please" i say pushing the sheets away, but grayson is quick to keep me in place before covering me with the sheets again. "1. you need to stay the night. 2. you need to eat healthy" i whine a little. "you can't have me stay the night and not get me the food i want" i say annoyed. he chuckles and kisses my forehead. "take a nap, i'll get you everything you want darling"