Illegal Moves

Chapter 24

Aleks' POV

That night I do dream of Iona.

Iona pushes at my chest. "NO!" she shrieks. "We shouldn't do this," She says moving out from under me. I lay back on the bed and watch her grab for her clothes. I don't even bother putting my clothes on.

"I thought you were over this fear," I say grumpily.

"I have something to tell you!" She says excitedly. She throws my boxers at me. I grab them and put them on. I don't look at her, still grumpy. "Please look at me," She pleads. I turn my head to look at her. She sits by me, legs crissed crossed in her underwear, bra and open flannel.

"We can't do this because....... I'm pregnant!" She says with a huge smile on her face.

"You're what?!" I shout, not angry but surprised. She nods her head at me quickly. She gets to her knees and crawls over to me on the bed. She crawls on top of me, straddling my hips. She holds my face in her hands.

"We're having a baby," She continues to smile. I smile back at her and kiss her tenderly. I would finally have the family I've always wanted. I break the kiss and rest my forehead on hers. I smile down at her. "We're having a baby," I repeat the words. Saying them makes it seem so much more real.

She leans back to look at me. "You're going to be a father!" She kisses me again. The words finally hit me. I'm going to be a father. Iona is carrying my child.

When I wake up, I quickly turn in my bed expecting to see Iona soundly asleep next to me. When she isn't there, reality slaps me in the face. I wasn't going to be a father. Iona is carrying Jason's child not mine. It was just a dream. A dream that felt so damn real. Anger boils up inside of me. How could my mind do that to me. Make me think that dream was real. It was the cruelest thing ever. There was only one thing to do.

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Iona's POV

After Daniel left for the morning to do errands, I go up to the house and get ready for the day. When I walk through the front door the smell of eggs and bacon fills my nostrils. I see my parents sitting at the kitchen table. The memory of last nights dinner comes back to me. I walk past the kitchen quickly and up to my room. I throw on jeans a t-shirt and my boots and quickly french braid my hair. I head back down the stairs to the kitchen. I decide I can't avoid them forever. I walk into the kitchen and go to the fridge and pull out the container of orange juice. I can feel them staring at me. I pour the juice in a cup and then turn to face them. At first I just stare at them and them at me. "Where did you go last night?" My father asks me in an even tone.

"I stayed in the loft," I say looking at my juice. I hear my mother make a pained noise. "

"With Daniel?" He asks me, his tone turning a little edgy.

"Yes," I reply looking right at them. They look at each other. I sigh and sit down at a chair across from them.

"Ok look, I'm 18 years old, I don't understand what the big deal is. What did you expect? That I would be a 40 year old virgin or something? Well I'm not and I don't want you guys to think any less of me just because I have a sex life. Now really none of this would have happened if you guys would have laid down ground rules or something but you never paid any attention to me. Mom, are you really that oblivious to think that nothing is going to happen on a four night trip with my boyfriend? Now, I would appreciate it if this is the last time I ever have a conversation about my sex life with you Dad," I direct the last sentence at him.

My mother finally speaks. "Ok well me and your dad have something to confess to you. When we were your age, we were having a baby too so I guess we can't judge you," she tells me. I look at her wide eyed.

"I have a sibling?" I ask them.

"Well no, I had a miscarriage," She replies. Oh. well enough of that then.

I start to get out of my chair. "So then you still love me?" I ask them in all seriousness.

"Oh Iona, we never stopped loving you," my parents say at the same time.

"Ok," I smile at them and go out the door and out to the barn. As I reach the barn a truck with a horse trailer attached drives in the driveway. I recognize the truck. When the truck parks at the barn I run at the person who hops out. "Lexi!" I yell and fling myself on her. After our tight hug I look at her, "We have so much to catch up on," I give her an exasperated look.

"Well I'm all yours for the whole day," she pauses, "and evening. I have plans for us tonight," She starts to walk into the barn. She heads up to the loft where we always gossiped.

"Um wait... maybe we shouldn't go up," I don't finish before she opens the door. She steps into the loft and looks around.

"I'm guessing Daniel's back?" she questions me. Daniel was the only one who ever stayed in the loft. She walks around the room. She bends over and grabs something off the ground. She tries to hide a laugh and turn around toward me.

"We really do have a lot to talk about," She says holding up my bra. I must have left it up here. I feel my cheeks get hot and I snatch it away from her.

"Ok that was totally embarrassing but yeah we need to talk," I tell her. We both sit on the bed and I tell her about everything starting from the first day of school to last night.

After I finish she stares at me wide eyed. "You slept with your teacher?!" she squeaks. Before I can respond she keeps ranting. "Oh my god! You were raped!" She frowns and pulls me into a hug. She pulls back. "Oh my god! I'm going to be an aunt, well not technically but still! I know that the circumstances aren't good but I'm happy for you about the baby." Again, before I can say anything she keeps talking.

"Iona just by the way you describe Aleks makes me want to be with him," She says laughing. That makes me laugh too. Then I stop laughing because thinking of him still hurts to much.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought him up," She apologizes.

"It's fine, I'm over it anyway," I reply

"Well obviously! You freaking slept with Daniel. I don't know how you manage to get all the hot guys," she compliments me.

"Well what about you? Do you have a man in your life, or in my case two?" I ask her. Her face goes dark and she looks at the ground. "If you don't want to talk about it that's fine," I tell her.

"You know what, let's go for a ride, Sugar had been missing Phoenix." She suggests. So that's exactly what we do.