Illegal Moves

Chapter 20

My Daniel. Not the Daniel Johnson that I just left at the city, not the one that kissed me before I left. No this was my Daniel. Daniel Ross. My other half. The boy that was the first to love me.

He stood with his arms wide open and a huge grin on his face. I hadn't seen this Daniel in like two years. He hadn't really changed, he just looked more handsome, more fuller, more grown up. And now that I look at it, way more muscular. I bet if he was to take his shirt off, he would look like or even better than Aleks. The last time I saw him he was seventeen. Now he was 19, I guess you could say he didn't look like a teenager anymore even though he still was.

He was a good few feet away from me. I walked slowly over to him, wheeling my suitcase behind me. I had a shocked look on my face. I walk up to him and let go of my suitcase. I gently cup his face in my hands, pretending to have to touch him to know he was actually here. Instead I was tricking him. In a swift motion I slap him across the face, as hard as I can. "That's for screwing me and then leaving," I say and then take ahold of my suitcase and walk past him briskly. I don't even wait to see the look on his face.

"Don't go to far, I'm your ride home," Daniel shouts at me. I stop abruptly. I slowly turn around to face him.

"You're my what?" I aks in disgust.

"Your dad sent me to pick you up," He says smirking. I stare at him for a second. "You've got to be kidding me," I mutter under my breath, walking to him.

"Well let's go then," I say annoyed.

"Wait, let me carry your bag," He suggests.

"I can carry it myself," I say rudely.

"You shouldn't carry heavy things," he says reaching for my bag again.

"Why?" I ask coldly.

"Well with the baby and all," He says smirking at me again.

WHAT? How did he know? Without even thinking about it I quickly glance down at my stomach. I look back at him in bewilderment. "How did you know?" I ask flabbergasted. This time he gets to be the one looking at me with bewilderment.

"Just a wild guess, I was just joking around. I wanted to see what you would say. I didn't expect you to actually be!" He looked scared to death. Then he looks at my stomach. "Are you sure?" "You don't look pregnant," He still looks scared. What was so scary about someone being pregnant?

I sigh and look at the ground. "Yes, I am. It's a long story," I say rolling my eyes. Then I think. "But not that I have to tell you any of it." I say. "Can we just go?" I ask impatiently. He just nods and starts walking. I follow him.

It would be a good drive till we made it to my house. My parents lost the ranch and horses and stuff but not the house so I still had that to look forward to.

Daniel's truck was just as I remembered it. Old but comfortable. He had country music playing quietly. I stared out the window. I had missed Wyoming so much.

"So who's the daddy?" Daniel says, breaking the silence.

I glare at him. "You don't get to ask me that," I reply sassy.

"Calm down, hormonal woman, I'm just trying to make conversation," He says, defending himself. I roll my eyes and look back out my window. I watch the hills roll by. After like 15 minutes I speak.

"I was raped," I say looking straight ahead. I decided to tell him about it. He looks over at me with huge bug eyes.

"What!?" He asks in astonishment.

I continue with the story. "I went on a date with this boy named Jason. After the date he almost raped me. If my teacher Aleks hadn't shown up he would have. Well long story short. Aleks and I ended up doing some things a student and teacher shouldn't do and Jason got pictures of it and said that if I didn't give him what he wanted he would turn the photos in. So he got what he wanted and ta da," I say pointing at my stomach. "Now I'm pregnant," I say frowning.