Everything About You (Dalton Rapattoni Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11

I woke up, once again feeling nauseous.

I quickly jumped out of bed and lost balance as the RV made a sharp turn.

I screeched quietly, but loud enough for Dalton to hear.

My nausea went away, but the aching pain in my ankle didn't.

"Luci!" Dalton said, rushing to my side. "What the hell happened?"

I held my ankle, sitting on the floor with tears running down my face.

"Luci, answer me! Did you hit your stomach?" He said, now shaking my shoulders till I came back to reality.

"Ouch." I said in a whsiper.

Dalton quickly picked me up bridal style and sat me on the couch.

I laid still for what seemed like hours as Dalton tried to talk the driver into stopping at the nearest hospital.

"God damn! Can't you make one stop!" I kept hearing Dalton yell at the driver.

"Dalton!" I shouted, still crying from my now blue and swollen ankle.

"Luci! Are you okay!" Dalton said, closing the door behind him.

"Just, wait till we get home, I don't want to wait another minute to cuddle in my own bed. Please, just tell him to get us home the fastest way possible." I said, as he slowly sat on the tiny space that was open on the couch next to my torso.

"You sure?" He said, his hand now on my stomach.

"Positive." I said, running my hand through his hair.

He stood up, leaned down and kissed me.

"Now, make me soup please." I said, smiling.

"Anything for you." He said.

As he made my soup I heard him humming Everythin About You.

"Sing it babe!" I said, giggling.

So right when he got to the chorus he dropped everything and yelled, "Everything about you!" Then got quiet once again and continued to cook.

"Dalton shut the hell up!" Rachel shouted, opening the door. But once she saw me laying on the couch with an ice pack on my ankle.

I looked at her, she just stared at me, in shock.

"What the hell!" She shouted.

"What?" I said, clearly she was talking about my ankle.

"Dalton! Stop banging her so hard, you're breaking bones!" Rachel said, rushing to my side.

"Hey! You can blame me for that," he said pointing to my stomach, "but not for that!" He said, now pointing at my ankle.

"Mhm, I'm sure you took her to town last night!" Rachel said, changing my ice packs.

"Whatever!" He said, giving me my soup.

"This morning I was going to vomit, and I fell when the bus turned, and then something happened to my ankle. That's all, now you on the other hand, have some explaining to do." I said, pointing to the many bruises on her arms.

"Oh, those, I um, I gotta pee." She said, rushing to the bathroom.

Just then Cole walked out. As he walked passed me half asleep, I saw claw marks everywhere.

"Oh Cole, I didn't know you had a cat." I said, he turned to me, confused.

Dalton then noticed and gave him a hand mirror.

"Holy mother of god!" Cole said, his face now a light red.

"So, you're the one who took Rachel down town huh?" I said, eating my soup.

"He did not!" Rachel said, rushing out of the bathroom.

"Then explain these!" Dalton said, spinning Cole around to once again expose his clawed back.

"Oh my god! Cole I'm so sorry!" Rachel said, now cleaning his scratches.

"Okay! Enough with the sex talk! What do you guys want for breakfast!" Dalton said, shouting quietly.

"Frosted Flakes, toss em' to me!" Cole said, bowl and spoon in hand.

"I'll take Coco Puffs!" Rachel said, shoving Dalton out of the way.

After breakfast we all sat and watched Dr. Who, while I napped.

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"Babe" Dalton whispered.

I slowly opened my eyes, realizing that I wasn't on the couch anymore.

"Where am I?" I shouted, getting up in a panic.

"Home." He said, a bit louder this time.

"Really!" I said, going to jump in excitement, but then hurting  my ankel once again.

"Babe, do you not remember about your ankle." He said, acting like my doctor.

"Right, when can I walk again?" I said, throwing myself back on the bed.

"In about a week, it's not even a sprain, just a slight bruise." He said.

"Ugh. You're my servant for the week then." I said, pulling him down next to me.

"Okay babe, that's fine with me." He said, kissing me passionately. "You know, you can't really see that baby bump right. So it's like it's not even there." He said, scooting closer to me, kissing me again.

"Mr. Rapattoni, what are you getting at." I said, only centimeters away from his face.

He was already out of breath, and I could feel his hot breath coax my face.

"I think you know." He said, winking. He moved closer, our bodies pressed against each other.

"I guess," I said, smiling.

After about ten minutes of passionate kissing, I started undoing his pants.

"Dalton Louis Rapattoni!" I heard, we stopped in a panic and looked up only to see his dad, smiling and laughing at us.

"Dad!" Dalton said, running up and hugging him.

"I missed you son!" He said, bringing him into a big bear hug, "Luci, get over here!" He said, waving his arm.

I smiled and continued to limp over to him.

"Woah! Don't be jumping in your condition." He said, sending me back to the bed.

"Uh, what about her condition?" Dalton said with a shaky voice.

"Your mother called me and told me she was pregnant." He said.

"Mr. Rapattoni I'm sorry we didn't call and tell you." I said, speaking quickly.

"Luci save it." He said, more serious now.

"Dad," Dalton said walking towards him.

"Enough, I can't believe you," He paused.

"Dad?" Dalton said, sadness in his eyes.