Another Fan Girl

Mockingbird Muffin

You woke up sometime in the afternoon, no sign of Denis, but the sunlight streaming through your window made shadows that e kitten was chasing
You trudged your way downstairs, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. When you got to the kitchen, you saw Denis flipping something over the stove and Jennifer waiting at the bar with her hands folded. She was talking about her dance class and Denis respectively listened, though it was clear that nobody cared.
"Oooh, something smells good!" You clapped your hands
Denis looked up and smiled "Paska!"
He walked over to you and kissed your cheek, which after 7 months still made you blush.
"Ew! I'm still 9" Jennifer pointed to herself.
"What?" You asked,
"Go do that in your bedroom. Yeah that right! I hear you guys in the night!" Jennifer said spectativly.
Denis was obviously embarrassed and you face-palmed.
"Okay. Let's not talk about this at the table. Where's mom?" You said, changing the subject
"She's out for the day with Adam" Jennifer explained.
You nodded and sat down next to her and a white plate with a bread like thing was set in front of you.

(Yes, it's really Paska, and it's delicious.)
"Paska!" Denis smiled and puffed his chest out
"What's paska?!" Jennifer asked, admiring the colorful sprinkles
"A Ukrainian thing, try it!"
You shrugged and took a bite of the piece of bread. It was sweet and a bit fruity.
"Wow! This is great!" You exclaimed, complimenting Denis.
Jennifer had liked it too, half her piece was already gone
"Yeah? I'm glad you like it!" Denis laughed and ate his own piece.

After breakfast, Denis took Jennifer to go record another video since the last one did so well.

Denis had moved his setup into your room, since we was pretty much living there now, and you were allowed to be in the background now hat you had been introduced to YouTube.
You flipped through the apps on your phone and went through old text messages, but you avoided Sketchs.
Maybe I was just leading him on.
He doesn't deserve that.
You thought a bit more about Elijah, no, you didn't love him, not like you did Denis. But no matter what, he would still be a great friend. That is, if he wants to be friends.
You thought about going to see him to get things worked out, but decided against it.
I bet Denis would hate it if I did that.

Elijah's POV

I drove back to Alex's small rental home. He to,d me we could spend the day together and hang out, he understands.
I pulled up and didn't bother knocking. He was in the tiny 'living room' watching The Walking Dead.
"Sketchy boy..," he said with a devilish grin
I smiled and plopped down next to him. He turned off the show and faced towards me
"Okay. Tell me everything. You know I'm a drama whore!" He pretended to flip his hair like a girly girl
I let out a small chuckle and closed my eyes, should I tell him?
"Uh, I'm sure you can figure out what happens when a guy and a hot girl are in one room." I smirked and he laughed.
"Oooo Elijah got some!" He joked.
Sometimes I wonder if he's gay.
"Haha, yeah but there's more," I began to ramble on about everything else that I thought would happen.
I knew exactly how this story would play out.
She would make me feel like she wanted me, then she would push me back out.
Don't get me wrong, if she said she wanted me, I'd be all over that. But she always goes crawling back to Denis.
"Sheesh, I say you should just get over it. You don't need your heart toys with like that" he said
"I know, but I just can't!" I protested.
"Why not?"
"It's like... I don't know! She's like a drug to me. I know it's bad, but it's addicting." I said
"You're in love."
"No I'm not. I've been in love. I don't know what this is." I protested.
"Maybe it's the other way around. Maybe you weren't in love before," he raised his eyebrows, proving his point.
"I guess so..." I said.
"Wait Elijah" his hand went to a stopping motion
"What?"
"You did use protection, right?!"
I thought for a minute.
Oh shit. Did I?!
He saw the look on my face and rubbed his undereyes,
"Oh my god," he moaned.
I got out of there as quickly as I could. I just drove to the park and thought
Holy hell. I might be a...father?!
No. I'm sure she's on some kind of protection.
You moron! She's 17! That's not legal!
Maybe she won't get pregnant.
But what if she does?
What will happen? Will she abort it? Will she keep it?
What happens if she keeps it? Am I going to raise it? Will Denis raise it?
A hundred different thoughts raced through my head at one time I thought I was going to explode.
I immediately took out my phone and texted her.
Elijah: I need to talk to you, now.
Y/n: I can't.
Elijah: Please. It's important.
Y/n: I said I can't. If you need to tell me something, tell me now.
Elijah: I don't think I used protection.

She didn't reply after that,

Your POV

Wait, what?!
You read the message over at least 20 times, making sure it never changed.
Could you be...pregnant?
You didn't want a child, not yet. And not with Elijah. Not in a situation like this,
What will Denis think? What will everybody think?!
You can't abort it, that's wrong.
But, you're only 17, not old enough to have a child.
Wait, slow down. You might not even be pregnant.
But you needed to know for sure.

"Uh, I'm gonna run to the store real quick" you stammered
Denis stopped recording for a second
"Okay? What do you need? Do you want me to get it for you?" He asked sheepishly
"Uh, no. I'm just going to get some food for the kitty." You stumbled on your words,
"Kitty?!" Jennifer exclaimed
Good, a distraction

You ran to the store and got the most expensive one you could find, the more accurate the better,
You were going to wait until you got home, but you couldn't. The anticipation was growing.
So you followed the directions and waited for 15 minutes in the women's bathroom. The longest 15 minutes of your life.
When the timer was done, you slowly, slowly uncovered the small tablet.

Negative.

Thank. The. Heavens.

You breathed a sigh of relief and tossed it away, then went out to get kitty food.
You got into your car and the first thing you did was call Elijah.
He answered on the first ring.
"Oh thank god." He said,
"I don't have time to talk. I just need to tell you that I'm not pregnant, I got a test." You said.
You heard him breathe a sigh of relief.
"Ok. I'm glad." He finally said.
"Bye," you were about to hang up, but then.
"Wait"
"What?! I don't have all day!"
"I'm so sorry, I really am. You don't ever have to talk to me again. I understand,"
"Elijah, you know I love you."
"And I love you too, but I know it just won't work. But you know I'm always there for you," you heard him sniffle.
"I know. And I'll be there for you no matter what,"
He ended he phone call and you drove home.
"Oh hey!" Denis smiled and wrapped his arms around you, then took the food, pouring some in a small bowl and placing it at the kittens feet.
She immediately began to eat it, eating it down to the last bit.
"MockingBird." You said, randomly.
"What?"
"That's her name. MockingBird." You finished,
"It's beautiful. But you are aware that it is a cat right?" He said, laughing
"I know, but the song means so much. To both of us,"
"It does." Denis kissed your head and Jennifer barged in, her face covered in paska.
"IT LOOKS LIKE A MUFFIN. I SHALL NAME IT MUFFIN." She gushed
Denis laughed and you smiled.
"You can call it muffin. Her name will be MockingBird." He finally said.
"No. Her name is MockingBird Muffin..uh...Kopotun?" Jennifer finished.
Denis smiled. "Yeah okay." He laughed.

The day ended perfectly. The last day of summer vacation. The last few seconds of freedom you spent in Denis's  arms.  He whispered things in your ear the whole night, comforting you.
  "I love you" was the last thing he said before you fell asleep.
But that doesn't mean you didn't see him in your dreams. You saw him and Sketch,
You were holding a child, obviously yours and Elijah's.
you had no idea where you were, but Elijah was holding you and Denis was waiting in a doorway.
  The dream ended there, if you could even call it a dream. It was just more like a picture. Hopefully not one of the future