'This girl is only'
Chapter 46:
(Ella's POV)
I sat looking at the positive pregnancy test in my head, taking glances at the ring on my left hand as I contemplated in my thoughts. Lisa was right, I am pregnant. This changes things big time. How am I going to tell Dylan? How am I going to tell everyone? It's not like the baby is planned so i'm not ready but I'm never going to get rid of it. Does Dylan even want kids? We've been together for 7 years and I don't know whether or not he wants a family. I know he wants to be with me, the ring tells me that much but having a kid might make him rethink. I knew I was suppose to be meeting my mom for the day to tell her about the engagement but she would have been able to tell that I was hiding something, she always could, it was like it was her super power.
I turned to see my phone had a lot of missed calls and messages from my mom so I decided to turn off my phone. I wasn't in the mood for talking to anyone, I needed to think things through before I go back to the real world and everything becomes a lot more serious. It had been hours since I have moved from this spot so I decided to stand up and move my legs for a bit, still thinking about everything that was happening. I could see a figure in the distance, a male one but I ignored it. I could see it was Dylan's dad but I wasn't in the mood for company.
"Ella?" He called out. I gave him a small wave hoping that he would ignore me, but obviously he wouldn't, because who hangs around in the woods as if it were normal.
"What are you doing in these parts of the woods?" He asked as I sat back down.
"I needed to think." I answered looking into the flowing water.
"You've chosen a pretty good place to do that." He replied.
"How come you're in the woods?" I asked wondering why he was here.
"Needed some fire wood for the fireplace." He explained.
"Lisa told me about your situation, well what she believes is." He said turning my attention towards him.
"No it is." I said lifting up the evidence in my hand.
"Oh. Why don't you seem happy about it?" He asked noticing my mood.
"I'm not sure how I feel about it. It wasn't part of the plan." I replied as he sat down, joining me in conversation. He took my engagement hand to his view so he could look at the ring closely.
"This ring was my mother's. She gave it to Dylan to give to the right girl." He explained, his head lost in his thoughts. He let go of my hand as he looked at me.
"So the baby isn't part of the plan, does it matter? Not really. You can always change plans, it happens. And Dylan will be happy to change them. He's looking for you you know." He carried on. I had been looking into my lap gaining hope in what he was saying. Yeah this pregnancy does change things but who says it's for the worse. And if Dylan doesn't want to be involved than it will show me how much he loves me, but hopefully it won't get to that stage. I do need to talk to him though, my mom's probably been round to see where I am. That's most likely why he's calling me or trying to get a hold of me, he's worried about me.
"You're right." I commented taking in the air. I don't know how I didn't click on earlier that I could have been pregnant, all the signs were there, it's silly even.
"Come on, I think you need to go back and talk to Dylan." He spoke, standing up to his feet. I joined him and began walking back with him as we spoke about the engagement and how he proposed. It was strange because we were that deep into conversation that we didn't even realise that we were back at the house. As we walked up, laughing about how I reacted to the situation, Dylan's car pulled up to the drive. He practically ran out and up to me, pulling me in to hug me.
"Dylan hey I'm sorry I didn't ca-" I managed to say before my face was muffled into his chest. His warm embrace was welcoming and his tender kiss on my temple was reassuring. Especially for what I'm going to have to tell him.
"I'll leave you two to it." I heard Patrick say from behind us.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asked letting me go, keeping me at arms distance as he glanced at me up and down to check.
"I'm fine. I'm okay." I said laughing at how worried he was, it was as if he knew I was pregnant. But he couldn't, he wouldn't. Nobody knows. Except from his dad officially but no way was there a chance for him to find out.
"But we do need to talk." I said. I felt his hand slide through my hair, with his hand gripped to my waist to keep the connection between us lingering.
"Yeah we do." He stated looking at me with dazed eyes, why was he acting so ... gushy?
"What do you need to talk about?" I asked wondering what he knew.
"What do you need to?" He questioned wondering if I knew what he knew.
"I'm pregnant." I said getting it out there. I was nervous about telling him but instead of dragging it out like I had been doing for hours in my head, I ripped it off like a band aid and just told it how it was.
"I know" He replied before I could even look for a reaction from him.
"You know? How?" I asked thinking before I spoke. He knew? Who told him?
"I met our son today." He stated focusing on my reaction. Our son? We're having a boy? More importantly, how had he met our son?
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