Once Upon A Royal Love

Chapter 53

Alexandra's POV

Spoons hitting against bowls was all you heard at breakfast. As I sat at the table next to my father, as we sat the same table as the Henry's.

I played with my food, refusing to eat.
My stomach already held the secrets of Mike and Matt, my stomach probably couldn't handle food if it tried.

"Eat deary. It's healthy for the baby", Victoria said.

My expression towards this woman was spot on deadness. She was a liar who deserved to be put behind bars.

"So are we just gonna not about what happened?", Luke said making conversation.

I rolled my eyes- "how many times do I have to tell you, nothing happened", I say directly to him.

"If something happened to you, you can tell me. You don't have to lie or — pretend that you are okay", Luke says.

I dropped my spoon in annoyance.
"I'm not pretending. And there is nothing to tell. Honestly, you guys— I'm fine", I lied.

"Your doing that thing again", William pointed out.
"What thing?", I asked.

"Your eyes enlarge when you lie", he said.
"Ah-ha. See.", Luke said.

"I'm so confused right now", my father finally spoke.
I turned to him.

"Which one is the boyfriend again?", he asked causing Chuck to choke.

"Neither, dad", I say looking to William and then looking down.

"What do you mean neither? Last time I saw you, you were completely in love with him— so what happened?", he asked.

"A lot", I say.
"Like What?", my father said.

"Like— school and stuff", I lied.
"Out of everyone in this room, I deserved the truth, Alex. So just tell me", he said.

"I'm pregnant", I said without hesitation as if it was like ripping off a bandaid.

"What?", he asked with all seriousness.
"I know— but it just happened, and I have to live with it", I say.

My father tried to contain his anger— but knowing him, he couldn't.

"Are you fucking kidding me? I sent you here to get an education and your just opening your legs like some whore", he shout basically embarrassing me.

"Dad", I say with tears forming in my eyes.
"Your mother would be ashamed of you", he said.

That was it.
I snapped.

"Are you serious? This would of never happened if you didn't send me away in the first place. If you would've just been there for me— just pretend to care. But soon as mom died, you replaced her— and then got rid of me. Like I'm some trash", I say tears streaming down my cheeks.

"That's not true and you know it", he said.
"Oh yeah. Then why did you send me here?", I asked.

He, just like the rest of people sitting around the table remained quiet.
"Huh? Answer me!", I shout.

He didn't.
"That's what I fucking thought", I said standing up.

"I think you waisted your time coming here. Please feel free to book the next flight back to America because from how I see it, i don't have anything left to say to you. In fact, I don't even want to see your face again", I said to him harshly.

"Excuse me", I say before walking away from the dining room table and outside.

Footsteps quickly followed behind me.

"Alex- Wait", William said.
"What? What is it now?", I asked turning around.

"You can't leave", he said.
"You can't stop me", I told him.
"Oh yeah?", he asked.

Moments later, I felt myself being lifted up— "put me down right now!", I shout at him.

He placed me down.

"What the hell is your problem?", I asked him breathing heavily.

"My problem? My problem is that we haven't had a decent fucking conversation in days. I mean— how the hell did it come to this? We barely even say a word to each other", he said.

I remained silent.
"And yesterday you were missing, and you can't even tell me where you were. It's like your not even you anymore", he says.

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not every white bitch who throws themselves at you", I say.

"Is this what that is about? It is not my fault that happens", he asked.

"you are such a dick, you know that right", I said rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.

"All of sudden you've my step-brother the idea that you and him could be a thing?", he said out of nowhere.

I rolled my eyes- "so", I say.
"So?", he asked me.

"So? Why the hell do you care? You have a girlfriend- remember", I say.

"Kerri and I are done", he says.
"Oh— I get it. Now that you and Ms. kissass is over you wanna come back crawling to me. I am not your second choice, William. I shouldn't have to compete with anyone in your life", I said.

"It's not like that", he said.
"Then what is it like. Because the same thing happened to Anne. You broke up with her and finally started dating me. And then you break up with Kerri and now — he cut me off, "she broke with me", he said.

I laughed historically.
"that makes it even better. Jesus, do you even hear yourself right now? Where the fuck are your damn balls, William? You say I'm not acting like me, what about you? The William I knew when I first got here, wouldn't take shit like this. He would tell me exactly how he felt, straight forward. And that's one of the things I loved about you, because you weren't afraid to stand up for what you loved and now... it's like your mother trained you to be her bitch", I say.

He remained silent.
"So I'll ask you again— why the fuck do you care?", I asked.

"Because whether you like it or not, I am in love with you, and you are carrying a spitting image of me, right there in your stomach, and right now— you are the only important thing in my life. And I refuse to let you give up on us. To give up on us being — happy. Being a family", he said making me freeze.

Family.
He said family.

His expression changed quickly.
I've never seen him break down.
Being so vulnerable.

"And I'm so sorry I put you through so much shit. I just— I was so stupid- Please forgive me. Say you'll forgive me. I can't lose you— I don't want you to leave me again. I'm scared to lose you— your best thing that ever happened to me.", William say crying into my stomach, on his knees and arms wrapped around my back tightly.

I breathed heavily, holding his head, whilst playing with his hair.

I bent down to his level, "Listen to me", I say lifting up his head.

"I will never give up on us, because there is still apart inside of me that's wants this. That wants you— every fucked up part of you. And I know- I know that I can never be able to let you go because I can't stop loving you, and it's not because I don't want too but because I don't know how", I say looking into his red puffy eyes.

Staring each other down, my heart racing— I leaned into him, pulling him for a hug.