(Sorry for the time skip. Please forgive me!)
Emily's point of view:
Three more hours. Just three more hours until I would be home. Three hours until I would have to answer to my friends about my pregnancy. And three hours until I wouldn't have to see my dad glance at me with a disappointed expression.
Abby and Eli thought it would be prudent to have my dad switch seats with Eli so me and him could talk. Personally, I wasn't a fan of the idea. My dad was upset with me and Eli and I wasn't ready to sit on a plane with him right beside me for seven hours. But this may be opportune for me to set things right.
"Excited to come home?" I asked. He shrugged.
"I'll be glad to get into my bed to sleep. What about you?" He asked. I hated how he was so...distant. I wasn't used to it at all.
"Yeah, I can agree with that," I said. We were silent for a few seconds, but it felt like years before I said something.
"Look, can I talk to you?" I asked. He looked at me and nodded slowly.
"Dad, I know I shouldn't have kept my relationship with Eli a secret from you, but what else could I do? I knew you wouldn't approve and I wasn't willing to sacrifice my relationship with him for you. I love Eli more than anything or anyone else in the world and this pregnancy is an example of that. I will be having a life with Eli and this child and that is something that you just cannot stop," I explained. He didn't say anything for a few seconds.
"You think that the fact you kept it from me is the reason? It was at first, but now it isn't. The fact is, is that Eli runs the first time things get difficult and he doesn't come back. And I can't stand here and see you hurt. As your father, I have an obligation and a need to keep you from harm," he said.
"I understand that, I would have thought the same thing. But you have no reason to think that. I'm pregnant, dad, and Eli hasn't ran anywhere but closer to me. What does that say about him? Nothing but good things," I argued.
"And I applaud him for that. But what you can't see is that this relationship has differences. Differences that will crumble it up into small pieces," he said.
"You are such a hypocrite! You go around saying that your relationship is perfect and the most normal thing out there but in reality it's not. It's uncommon, just like mine! And it makes you a hypocrite because you can do whatever you want with whoever you want, but if I lay a finger on a guy you don't approve of, I'm the devil!"'I said, my voice raising.
"Emily Arianna Carter, that is no way to talk to me! Look, I can't do anything now that you have a child on the way and Eli is the father, but I have the obligation to not approve of it!" He said. The stewardess looked at us, we got he message that we needed to be quieter.
"I'm eighteen years old, dad. If I want to stay with Eli, I will. Hell, if I want to join a cult with him, I will. There's nothing that you can do to stop me," I said.
"I know that, Emily. It's just the fact that this relationship is so unstable," he said.
"How is it unstable? Is it because I got pregnant by accident? Or is it because of the age difference? Let me tell you something, you aren't so even in the age department yourself," I said.
"That may be true, but Abby isn't eighteen," he said.
"But how old were you when she was? I would say about...thirty-two. The same age as Eli is right now," I snapped. He didn't reply.
"I guess you're right. I can't judge you on the differences in your relationship," he said. I relaxed.
"So you're saying you're alright with this then? That even though he's your best friend, you are okay?" I asked. He sighed.
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Being In Your Arms
RomanceEmily Carter always had a thing for older men, and she accepted it as one of her quirks. Although, her parents were cautious of it and wished for her to date someone her age, although in all her years she never has, but the guys were never 'that muc...
