I keep running, straight inside and up the stairs to my mom's apartment. I knock on the door quickly, sobbing.
"Coming!" She calls, her footsteps coming closer. The door flies open and he face falls when she sees me.
"Oh my lord, Evelyn! What's the matter!" She gasps. I fall into her arms and cry harder, not being able to speak. She comforts me for a few minutes before I hear my nonna. She mumbles something in Italian and lift my head up.
"Cmon, come inside." My mom says. I stand up and walk to the kitchen, standing with my arms crossed. I hear the door close and the two of them whisper before coming into the room. I wipe my face as they stand in front of me, frowns on their faces.
"What happened? Was it Corey? Did he break up with you?" My mother asks and I laugh slightly
"No, no. He didn't break up with me." I sigh, looking at the ground.
"Well what then?!" Nonna chimes
"Uh, um, sono incinta." I say, hoping my Italian is correct.
"Incinta?! Pregnant?!" They scream and I sigh
"I just- Kayla was yelling at me! She said I'm going to ruin Corey's life!" I answer and my nonna shakes her head, leaving the room as she curses.
"So you had a fight with Kayla?" Mom asks and I sigh
"Yea she said I need to get an abortion." I scoff and my mother doesn't say anything.
"Mama." I say and she looks away
"Well she's right." She answers
"Mom!" I yell
"Evelyn you know I'm catholic." She sighs
"Yea I do. What's that got to do with anything?" I ask
"Having a baby with someone you aren't married to, and someone you've been with for only a few weeks?! That's... disgusting. I'm sorry but I'm honestly repulsed by this. You are going to ruin that poor boy's life." My mom says and I open and close my mouth, not knowing what to say.
"Ma-"
"No. That's it. We're done. Please go, I don't want to see your face. Don't come back here or try and contact me, or any of us for that matter. Leave us alone. I don't want my reputation ruined in this city because you were stupid." She says, her face emotionless. My nonna comes into the room and her face is bright red.
"Uscire. Leave." She whispers, staring at me.
"What would Dad say?" I spit and stomp from the house. I slam the door behind me and just stand there, deciding if I should cry or scream. I pull my phone from my pocket and call Corey. I wasn't going to tell him for a few days but it looks like I have no choice.
"Hi, Ev." He answers and I smile, his voice calming me a bit.
"Corey can you come get me please?" I ask, my voice cracking.
"Uh, yea. I don't have much time though I have a game. Wait, are you crying?" He questions
"Yea. Just please come and get me. I'm at my apartment building. I'll come wait outside." I say quickly.
"Okay." He says. I say goodbye and hang up before he can ask any questions. I make my way downstairs and sit outside on the curb, waiting for him. He pulls up and I get in his car, not saying a word.
"Jesus." He whispers, looking at me.
"Wow thanks." I say, resting my head in my hand
"I'm sorry. What happened? How long have you been crying, holy shit." He breathes, still parked
"I'll explain when we get to yours. Everyone fucking hates me and I'm 'disgusting.' I just want to think for a minute." I sigh, trying not to cry, again.
"Okay." He whispers, finally driving. The short ride is quite awkward, the only noise being me sniffling. Corey holds my hand the whole time, rubbing his thumb across my skin. When we get to his apartment, he opens the door for me and takes me upstairs. He unlocks his door and when we get inside I go insane.
"My mom. She hates me. I'm repulsive to her and they think I've ruined your life and-"
"Ev, wait." Corey interrupts and I frown
"What? What could you possibly tell me that I haven't already heard this past hour?" I sigh, grabbing at the roots of my hair.
"That Brandon and Alyssa are right behind you." Corey answers and my eyes widen. I turn around and peek into the living room to see the two of them sat on the couch, staring at me.
"Lyss lets go to my room." I hear Brandon whisper
"But-"
"Cmon." He says, dragging her down the hallway. When I hear his door close I turn back to Corey.
"Um, okay. Sit down I guess. Don't want you fall and hurt yourself when I ruin your life." I say and he laughs, not realizing I was kinda being serious. He sits on top of the counter and I just stand in front of him, my hand on his thigh.
"Okay, so basically I went to the hospital for an MRI. And before you get it done, they do a blood test to make sure you're healthy and such. And basically, I'm pregnant." I say, looking down at my hands. He doesn't say anything and I don't have the nerve to look up at him.
"It's mine?" He asks
"Well duh." I laugh, tears falling from my eyes again. He jumps off the counter and wraps his arms around my shoulders, hugging me tightly.
"It's okay, baby. It's okay. We both have to take responsibility for this." Corey says and I nod
"I'm sorry. I just- I'm not on birth control because there's like a 5% chance I can get pregnant." I say, lifting my head up and looking at him.
"I'm not getting an abortion Corey. I don't want a baby right now but I would never do that. And I may never get pregnant again. I'm not risking it. I'm sorry this happened. I know we've not been together that long and we're kinda young. I'll leave. I can say it's not yours or I can-" Corey leans forward and places a single kiss on my lips. I sigh and kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine.
"It's okay." He breathes, "I've always wanted to have a baby so I could put him in the Stanley Cup." I start to laugh, hysterically. (IM ACTUALLY SCREAMING HE WOULD HONESTLY SAY THIS WTF) It's so dumb how one little thing he says can just make everything better.
"Your priorities are not straight." I tease and he chuckles.
"Well how long do I have to get them straight?" He asks, touching my stomach.
"About seven months." I smile, the past hour fading away.
"I love you." Corey whispers, making my heart flutter.
"I love you, Corey Crawford." I answer and he laughs, shaking his head.
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Butterflies {Corey Crawford}
Фанфик"Seguin is up for Dallas. He quickly approaches the net. He fakes left... and shoots! Corey Crawford dives in the puck's direction and deflects it! It's a no goal!" "Hang on, Stan, the puck has been deflected up into the crowd... A young lady has ju...
