Irresistible

Chapter 38

Christmas Eve

Prue sits in the living room quietly, ever since she came home from the hospital she barely talks to anyone. Mainly because she didn't want to tell her moms the news.

"Hey." Emilia said, plopping down beside Prue.

Glancing up, Prue forces a smile before looking back down.

Emilia sighed. "Should we watch a movie?"

The thirteen year old shrugs, playing with the loose string on her shirt.

Emilia reached for the television remote and turned on Netflix.

Prue just watched silently, before standing up and rushing toward the bathroom.

Emilia frowned, watching Prue run out of the room.

After a few minutes, she walks back out and curls up on the couch looking pale.

"Are you okay?" Emilia asked with a worried frown.

"Fine." Prue breathes out, her voice cracking slightly.

"Okay." Emilia's responded. She turned her attention back to the television. "How about we watch Home Alone?"

"I don't care." Prue mumbles, curling into a ball and wrapping her arms around her stomach.

Emilia released a breath and put the movie on, curling up and pulling a blanket over herself.

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Halfway through the movie, Prue falls asleep. She was lying against Emilia who covered her up with the blanket she was using.

Shifting in her sleep, Prue moves closer to Emilia and pushes her slightly hard stomach against the older girl's hip.

Emilia swallowed and tried to focus her attention on the movie.

Nuzzling her face against Emilia's neck, the thirteen year old lets out a soft noise that sounds like a moan.

Emilia bit her lip and took a deep breath.

Shifting again, Prue runs a hand over Emilia's stomach, her body relaxing against the older girl.

Emilia closed her eyes and held Prue close, relaxing.

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"Prue, sweetie, talk to me." Camila said softly, kneeling in front of her daughter.

Blinking, Prue looks at Camila but it's almost like she isn't seeing her.

"Prue, please." Camila was begging her.

Frowning, Prue looks down and pulls her shirt up slightly, rubbing her stomach before looking back at Camila.

"Prue, speak to me, please." Camila pleaded.

Taking a deep breath, Prue runs a hand through her hair. "I'm pregnant." She breathes out before tears fill her eyes.

Camila released a breath. "Come here." She motioned for Prue to come into her arms.

Walking into Camila's arms, Prue breaks down in sobs and buries her face in Camila's neck.

Camila rubbed Prue's back. "Shh." She cooed.

Curling into Camila, Prue gripped her shirt and slowly calmed down.
Camila continued to rub Prue's back, holding her close.

Taking a deep breath, Prue pulls away and goes back to being silent and distant.

Camila sighed. She got up and left Prue alone, knowing the girl would need some time to herself.

"How is she?" Normani asked softly, she had just finished wrapping presents in her room.