"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 79 - "Anger and Tears..."

Chapter 79 - "Anger and Tears..."

Clara's PoV

'You what?' John scoffed. 'Your pregnant?' John said now in front of the kids.

'Can we have this conversation later?' I mumbled. It was supposed to Christmas Eve and we were supposed to be trying to make the best out of this shit situation for the kids but now John was angry I was never going to hear the end of it.

'What's wrong with now? You've been lying to me for weeks. Why not tell some more lies?' He growled.

'Because of the kids for gods sake' I shouted as he turned to look at 4 faces that were looking up at us as if we were mad.

I felt bad and really awful for shouting at Avia. It really wasn't her fault. I never should have kept it a secret from John.

'Do you know what? Fuck this. I'm going out' he snapped picking up a room key and his phone.

'Going out where? Where could you possibly be going? We're stuck in a hotel In LA during a rainstorm? Where can you possibly go?' I shouted as the door slammed and I was left alone with 4 kids.

- - -

'Is Daddy coming back?' Poppy asked sadly as I dressed her into her Christmas pyjamas that had Santa on.

I was determined no matter where we were in the world that we would still have Christmas.

We still hadn't heard anything from the airport about the missing suitcase. They probably put it on the wrong flight and that their doing their best to track it down.

It's still frustrating though. It had Henry's birthday present in it and I know he was looking forward to it - even though he doesn't know what it is.

'He'll be back I promise' I assured her but even I wasn't sure. He still had to be in this hotel because the rain was pretty bad out there.

'How you feeling? Your head a bit better yet?' I hummed pressing a hand to her forehead which was still burning up.

We could do with getting to a pharmacy but it's Christmas Eve. That was hardly going to happen.

'I want to leave cookies for Santa' she said having saved her biscuit that she got at the welcome desk to give to Santa which was very cute. She doesn't eat anyway so it didn't shock me.

'Will Santa still bwing me cwistmas pesents?' Henry asked looking sadly. 'Because my birthday present got lost'

'Of course Santa will bring you presents. Santa knows where you are all the time and even though we're not in Chicago where were meant to be - he'll know that you guys are here' I promised, lifting him up onto the bed with Poppy and Evie and put on a film.

Then I went in search for Avia of whom I hadn't seen since John had walked out.

When I went into the other room that we had that was interconnected - I found that Avia was sat beside the bed looking at the window and crying.

'Avia in sorry. I really shouldn't have shouted at you like that. That was wrong of me' I said as I sat down on the carpet next to her and she shuffled up away from me. 'Avia don't hate me. I'm sorry I shouted'

'I made Daddy walk out. I made him mad' she said with tears in her eyes.

'No. sweetheart that wasn't you. That was me. I never should have hidden the fact that I was pregnant from him - and I certainly shouldn't have asked you to keep it secret from him. That was a terrible idea of mine'

'He will come back right?'

'Of course he will. He's just gone to get some air and when he comes back we'll talk. We'll sort this out'

'Are you really going to kill the baby?' She asked as I looked at her with a raised eyebrow confused as hell as to how she had picked up on that one because I most certainly hadn't discussed that with her.

'Oh Avia. That's not really as simple as you think'

'But it's my baby brother or sister? I mean I've got loads of younger brothers and sisters... But I don't want another dead one' she said. 'I want to know this one'

I sighed as I have her a tight hug. That's exactly why I didn't want to have this one. Because I didn't want to not get to know it again.

- - -

'Special delivery' John said as he opened up the door of the hotel room and new quite rightly they they weren't very likely to be in bed or asleep.

'Daddy. You came back' Henry said running toward his dad who looked like he had come baring gifts.

'Hey there buddy' John grinned, ruffling the three year olds hair who had started to look far too much like John's uncontrollable bush, and kissed him on the forehead as he tried to wriggle out of John's arms. 'I've bought a very special birthday cake for a very special someone's birthday' he chuckled.

In his hand was a Star Wars birthday cake in the shape of a Death Star and he had even managed to find a stuffed r2 d2 - obviously as a supplement gift until he got the actual gift back from the suitcase.

'Star Wars. Star Wars' Henry clapped as he looked over the cake in John's hand but realistically he was just excited to eat it.

'Can we have cake Daddy?' Evie said as she ran towards him too, more than excited to be getting cake this late on Christmas Eve.

'You can all have some cake and then I think it's time for bed? Wouldn't want to miss Santa because your all awake' John smirked.

- - -

'I've put my stocking at the end of my bed. And now I get you to read a story' Henry said

'Can we read the story now?' Poppy asked, as she held of the blue Christmas book with the reindeers and handed it to John.

'Come on then. Time for stories' he hummed holding the book and sitting in the middle of them. It was a cute scenario.