dancing on the edge | p.t.v {book 2}

Chapter Fifty-Five: Can You At Least Act Excited?

Chapter Fifty-Five: Can You At Least Act Excited?

He was still staring blankly at me, as I held out the positive stick towards him.

"I'm pretty certain too, because I did these and they're all positive." I dug out the other four from under the blanket, showing them to him. He reached out, grabbing the sticks, and slowly bringing them closer to his face, studying them. His face was emotionless as he stared at them. He had been staring at them for a solid minute, and not a single emotion had come into his face. I could feel cold seep into my heart.

"Vic?" I spoked quietly, my excitement was deflating, and anxiety was creeping in. He still didn't pay attention to me, his wide brown eyes staring at the tests in front of him. I tried to swallow the lump forming in my throat.

"Vic." My voice was louder, but sounded a little strangle. His eyes finally flicked from the rest to my face, that was probably now riddled with concern and fear.

"You're pregnant?" He asked in a soft voice, and I think I saw a small slither of emotion in his eyes as he said the words. I slowly nodded, his delaying reaction still putting me on edge.

"You're pregnant." He spoke to himself, looking down at his lap, where the test sat limply in his hands. I could see his face, but I heard a soft sniff come from him, and I frowned. He looked up, his eyes watery, tears sitting on the brim, preparing to slip over. At first my dread nearly consumed me, before I noticed the small smile on his face. I felt my shoulders sag, as my own tears fell down.

"Yeah, yeah I am." I croaked, before Vic opened his arms as I fell forward into his chest. I buried my face into his shoulder, sobbing, mostly from relieve and happiness. Vic's arms were wrapped firmly around my waist, his fingers brushing up and down my spine. He squeezed me closer, burying his own face in my hair as I cried. I pulled back, laughing through my tears, as he looked at me in complete wonder and love. Only a couple of his own tears fell, whilst I was a blubbering mess. He grabbed both sides of my face, pulling me into a warm passionate kiss, that made my heart swell. He didn't get angry, he didn't get upset, he didn't leave. He was here, he wasn't going to be anywhere else. We were going to be one, we were going to have a family. For once in my life, it felt like maybe I had finally locked in a piece of forever...

"Wait wait wait." I looked at Anna in surpsie, taking my gaze from the window, which I had been smiling giddily out of, lost in my memories. I blinked at her.

"What?" I asked.

"I thought dad wasn't that supportive of me being like born and stuff. Isn't that why you left. What about Grandpa and stuff? Did Grandpa know?" I placed a finger to her lips.

"Gosh, if you'd stay quiet and listen then I'd be able to tell you, and you'd understand. Remember, I left your father because he didn't support me when I thought I had lost you. I think when I first told him, he was generally happy, because he knew this was not something that was going to change. It wasn't like we didn't want you, or he didn't want you, you just made an appearance at the wrong time. I think your dad was scared it may interfere with his future that he had only just managed to accomplish getting. He knew he could deal with having a child if it was inevitable, but when we thought we lost it, for a little while he forgot that it would be hard for me, because all he could think was his future was back on track completely, and me and him could travel everywhere with his band." I reached my hand forward, lightly brushing Anna's cheek. I gave her a warm smile.

"I feel like I should have hated him for doing that to me, that I should never forgive him, until I realised there wasn't much to forgive, because I understood why he did it. Yeah, it took him a second too late to figure out what he had said and why it was wrong, but I know it's one of his biggest regrets not being around for you in those first few years. I hope you don't despise part of him for that, both of us were young fools, not really thinking about it too much, and when it got serious, we folded under the pressure." Anna looked down at her hands, frowning.