Everything About You (Dalton Rapattoni Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12

"Dad, what's wrong?" Dalton said, nothing but sadness in his eyes.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me!" He said, picking up his son and squeezing him tightly.

Dalton had shock and joy in his face as he wrapped his arms around his father.

"Luci, I'm so happy for you guys, not proud, but really happy." He said, sitting on the bed next to me. "I know you guys are young and all, but you guys are gonna make really good parents, and I hopefully make a really good grandpa." He said, hugging me.

"You mean, Papa?" Dalton said, sitting on the other side of me.

"I love you guys." I said, crying, but they were happy tears. Because everything was falling into place.

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One Week Later.

"Babe?" I said, slowly crawling out of bed.

"What?" I heard Dalton shout from the bathroom.

"Nothing! I just wanted to know where you were." I said, slowly walking towards the bathroom.

"Your ankle feeling any better?" He said, turning and kissing my cheek.

"It's fine now, but still a little sore. But for taking care of me for the week, I'm making you breakfast!" I said enthusiastically.

"You sure, I can make it before I go to dance rehersal." Dalton said applying his guyliner.

"I'm postitive, and stop using my eyeliner please!" I said, shoving him gently.

"I ran out!" He said, not taking his eyes off the mirror.

"What do you want for breakfast?" I said, ignoring his answer.

"Pancakes doe!" He said, blinking his eyes rapidly.

I walked to the kitchen, trying to hurry so he wouldn't be late for rehersal, but by the time I had finished making the batter he had to leave.

"Dalton! Are you kidding me!" I said, throwing the batter bowl, not carrying about the mess I just made.

"I'm so sorry babe, but I can't help that I'm already an hour late for rehersal!" He said, quickly packing his sweats, tank top, and sneakers.

"I can't believe this! We basically just got home, I try and do something nice for you and you already have to go back to work!" I said, getting on the floor to clean up my mess.

"Do you need help?" He said, bending down.

"Not from you." I said, not making eye contact.

"Oh my god are you serious?" He said, standing back up.

"You don't HAVE to go to rehersal TODAY!" I shouted, knowing the neighbors would hear, but at this point I didn't care.

"Babe, calm down! I don't see why you're so pissed." Dalton said, fumbling for his keys.

"Why shouldn't I? Not only am I pregnant, but you are my fiance' now, you could've taken the day off, for me. I wanted to make you breakfast and stuff. But fucking no, once again your job gets in the way." I said, getting the mop out.

"This JOB gets us money, ya know to keep a roof over our head and food to make sure we don't starve. I'm can't take days off, especially now, ya know, considering you're pregnant." He said, still shouting but not as loud.

"THEN LEAVE!" I yelled, throwing the mop down.

"Not until we work this out!" He shouted back.

"Just go!" I said, shoving him.