To Happily Never Afters

Chapter 13: "Exuse me but, What?" (EDITED)

Picture of Helena (Geena Davis)

Chapter 13:
       I placed my hand on the doorknob breathing in filling my lungs with air. I twisted the knob exhaling knowing this would be a long visit. I pulled the door open a gush of wind blowing inside sending chills down my back.
      I looked up to see a shiny smile plastered a crossed her face showing her wrinkles and smile lines. Her face covered in fancy expensive powders, unfortunately they didn't help her. I looked down to see her poliester light brown cachies and as a top she was wearing a light purple blouse the ends were tucked into her pants making her look like the business woman she is. She made herself dressed up by adding pearls, necklace, bracelets, and earrings. Her hair blond, almost yellow. It was obviously thin form the countless perms and treatments, each strand just screamed for some TLC.
"Well do I have to stand here all day or are you going to let me in?"
        I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, my eyes hard as stone shock running through my body. I move my arm outward towards the couch gesturing her to come in.  She walked in her heels clicking against the wood. She remove her heels before walking onto the fluffy white rug to take a seat on the couch.
"So how are you these days?" She said her ankles crossing. I gulped down some air trying to buy myself some time.
"Good for the most part" I took a seat in the recliner on the opposite side of the room. My eyes sending off rapid morse codes of anger.
"Your house is, small" her hand swipes against the wall.
"Well it suites us. Is there anything that you need because I should really get to bed?" I crossed my legs trying not to let sarcasm take over.
"Yes, actually there is."
"Well then can we hurry this up?" I say my arms now folded across my chest.
"So I hear your pregnant"
"Yes what about it"
        I look at her with my best death defying stare. She looks nothing like her son, he's a spitting image of his father. I despise this woman, Cole's mother Helena. She is very strict and demanding. Believe me or not this isn't the first time that she has shown up at this time. Most likely she is going to try and persuade me to buy a bigger house. So there is room for a child, but as you heard we have plenty of room in our house.
       Helena is the complete opposite of her ex-spouse. Victor is his name, he had good looks in his day pictures say it all. But they got a divorce when Cole was three years old. But the Mother Son relationship wavered unlike Father Son. Victor is nice too but has his quirks, unfortunately he passed a year after we got married. But back to Helena, she is still sitting on our couch and probably will leave the second she has said what she has to say. Her flights tend to run quickly.
        "Now I don't believe in abortion obviously because I had Cole but whatever. I want to once the baby is born to legally adopt it. I will be it's Grandmother of course and Cole will be the 'father' picture and you will be a woman who stepped in after their mom died during childbirth"
I stood up walking into the kitchen using the wall to guide me. "Excuse me" I grabbed a glass filling it with water before gulping the whole entire glass down. I stumbled back into the living room returning my place to sit. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat so I could speak, that didn't help much all I could mumble was. "Excuse me but, What the hell!"

Questions:

1. Do you think Astrid is giving the baby up for adoption?

2. Who's your favorite character?

3. Do you think it's twins?

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