Chapter seven...you guys have come pretty far and the story only gets more intriguing. keep going!
He kisses her belly once then he moves on to her neck then her cheeks. Then he rests his head on her stomach. Her eyes are closed the whole time as she lays in his satin sheets. There was no one else around. She massaged his head until he came back up to lie next to her. He kissed her on her lips.
"I can't wait to meet her!" Alex says to Rayne. "She's gonna be so beautiful. But she's not gonna be a prissy little girly girl like Lee she's gonna be a volleyball player."
"Oh really?"
"Yes really! She'll be strong minded and tough enough to handle all of those dumb guys that are gonna come her way"
"Alex can you promise me something?"
"Anything!"
"Even if we don't work out will you promise me that you'll be there no matter what for her? For Belle?"
"Belle. That's what you want to name her?"
"Yeah! Do you like it?"
"Yeah. I do...And I promise that no matter what I'll always be there for Belle." He then kisses her belly again.
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When Rayne gets home from Alex's house she's in the perfect mood. She goes into the kitchen make a peanut butter and nutella sandwich. When Ricky hears her come in from his bedroom he runs out into the kitchen and shoves her against the counter.
"Where the hell were you?" He yells.
"I was with Alex." Rayne whines.
"Are you fucking stupid? You missed work today. You would've been fired and then what?"
"I'm sorry! I just couldn't go today. The way everyone looks at me over there is just unbearable."
"Unbearable? Maybe having a 15 year old slut who is pregnant working around us is unbearable?"
"You don't understand anything Ricky!"
"I don't understand!" Ricky then smacks Rayne in her face. She let's out a cry. Rayne had no more energy to fight back anymore. She'd rather just curl up in a little ball and pray that he would stop. The house phone rang and he got distracted. Then Rayne raced into the bathroom and locked the door.
She dialed her Aunt Layla's number and she immediately picked up.
"Rayne you called! How are you doing?"
"I need you to come over now!"
"Come over? I don't think that's a good idea just yet-"
"Please! I need your help!" Ricky bangs on the door and yells for Rayne to come out before he kicks the door down. Aunt Layla hears everything.
"It's gonna take me an hour to get here sweetheart. Do you need me to call the police?"
"It's okay I can stall. But please just show up!"
"Okay I'm on my way!" Aunt Layla hangs up the phone. Rayne stays in the bathroom and cries her eyes out as Ricky bangs on the door.
"You have to come out sometime sweetheart." He says. "You just stay in there as long as you want while I just sit here, watch some T.V., eat your sandwich and just chill. But when you come out? I'll be right here waiting for you".
Rayne falls asleep in her tub until she heard the sound of Aunt Layla's car driving in. As soon as she opened the bathroom door Ricky jumped up, grabbed her and started shaking her like some useless rag doll yelling.
"You thought you could get past me? Huh?" The door bell rings and Ricky stops. He opens the door.
"Layla! What a surprise?"
"Where's Rayne?" She asked inviting herself in.
"I'm here." Rayne says.
"What's going on here?" Layla ask's.
"Did Nancy know you were stopping by?" Ricky asked.
"Excuse me! I don't need an invitation to enter the house that I grew up in. Rayne what's the matter why did you tell me to come over?"
"Everything's okay now." Rayne answered. "I'm sorry I made you come all the way over here. You can stay over if you don't wanna drive all the way back tonight."
"No that's ok I'll manage." Layla looks around the house for a bit. "Where is Nancy?"
"She's should be on her way home from work." Ricky answered. "Anything else?"
"Yes as a matter of fact." Layla answered. "If Rayne has to call me over here again it's not gonna be pretty. So whatever it was that was going on don't let it happen again?"
"Yes ma' am!" Ricky answers with a huge taunting smirk on his face. As Layla turns around to leave Nancy walks in.
"Layla?" She says. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"I’m cleaning up your messes once again." Nancy answers. "Rayne I'll be staying down at that motel on Crosby Street if you need me." Layla then walks out the door, gets into her car and drives off.
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Teen FictionRayne Foster is a fifteen year old girl with a bad home and school life. She's with love, with hate and with child. Read into her troubled life and find out what's in store for her.