•Incubus *IN EDITING*

XIV

RAPHAELS POV:
I couldn't focus. Driving home was unsafe. I kept looking over at her, hoping she would say something. She didn't. We pulled up to the house and she began to slowly walk towards the house. I grabbed her arm and pulled her towards me.
"Baby. Please. Talk to me." I said, pulling her closer to me. "What do you want to hear?" She spat. Her face turned to this disgusting frown. That's the only time I've ever seen her looking kind of ugly. And I've seen her cry. She pulled away from me. "DO YOU WANT TO HEAR THAT IM HAPPY?? HUH??" She was being quite loud, and a little violent. She threw her hands up into the air as she spoke.
"I can't have a baby. I'm tucking 16. 16!! I'm still a fucking kid. I can't have one of my own. Especially with you. You're so much older than me. I can't be with you." My heart broke into a million pieces when she said that. She held her hand up to her mouth after she realized what she said. I just leaned against my car, and stared at her.
She quickly ran up to me. "I didn't mean that." She quietly said. "I-I love you." She stuttered, and I could tell she was about to cry. I pulled her to my chest, and cradled her head. She began to slowly cry. "Come on. Let's get you comfortable." I picked her up, bridal style, and walked her to my bedroom. I gently sat her on my bed, and began to take off her pants. She craved me, but I couldn't. She was breathing heavily, and it was seriously killing me. I gently pulled the covers over her, and she cupped my face in her hands. "I'm sorry." She kissed my face, and laid back onto the bed. She was weak, maybe because of the baby?
My mother and father needed to know. I just didn't know how to tell them. I called my mother, and she simply said "give me an hour." So I'm waiting. This is a life or death situation, literally. My mother would actually kill me if she was disappointed. My father, he wouldn't do much. Probably just say "be careful next time." Or something.
After waiting for about 45 minutes, I heard a knock at the door. I inhaled sharply, and casually opened the door. "Where's Sally? I know she's here." She eyed me sharply and pushed me out of the way, and started calling for Salamanca.
What in God's name was June doing here?
————————————————————